<?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-8273134</id><updated>2011-12-15T11:05:45.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>私は美しいおとぎ話を愛する。 それを愛しないもか。</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>177</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-3505918712079979117</id><published>2007-12-18T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T00:16:19.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Away.</title><content type='html'>Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally moving on to my new blog at: http://aneconomistbaker.blogspot.com :)&lt;br /&gt;Do change your links! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Jasmin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-3505918712079979117?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/3505918712079979117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=3505918712079979117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/3505918712079979117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/3505918712079979117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2007/12/moving-away.html' title='Moving Away.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-8539996916744816340</id><published>2007-08-03T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T00:05:24.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In her own happy world.</title><content type='html'>You must be wondering if my baking fever is finally over since I've not updated my blog with any yummy foods recently! Well, I've been too busy baking to update you see. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm also considering migrating to a new server with a brand new domain as well, hence decided not to update so often just as yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my mom and sis had been really sweet to me on my birthday. And I so want to thank them for the delicious Black Forest Cake (one of my favourite cakes!) and BREAD MACHINE they got for me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult to knead using the bare hands and sometimes it might take more than a whole 20 minutes or so to just knead to prepare for proofing. Having the bread machine will make my life so much easier! I just need to dump the ingredients in and press the button to "Dough" and it will knead the ingredients into a dough for me automatically without me making a mess in the mother's kitchen! YAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be posting up ALL the pictures reaaally soon! So come back soon. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-8539996916744816340?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/8539996916744816340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=8539996916744816340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/8539996916744816340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/8539996916744816340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-her-own-happy-world.html' title='In her own happy world.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-4142076864170928435</id><published>2007-07-04T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T00:34:03.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Delish!</title><content type='html'>Haven't been doing much at home these days. Going over to Tampines Mall with my mum seems to be the usual stuff we do almost every other day cuz we both like NTUC. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'd say I'm pretty surprised to find out that Tampines NTUC actually has quite a large variety of offerings and I am pleased cuz I do not need to head to Phoon Huat at Simei to get some of my baking supplies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my posts recently have been the happy-happy-and-smiley kinds cuz I'm enjoying my three-month break thoroughly! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, from now till the new semester starts, all the stressors are coming back again simply because the &lt;strong&gt;Module Preference Exercise&lt;/strong&gt; begins from TODAY. And I just realised it yesterday when I was just checking my NUS email account for fun. And there, a big surprise was in store for me. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I &lt;em&gt;planned &lt;/em&gt;to take 3 core Economics modules, 1 Japanese Language module and another Singapore Studies module to quickly clear the University Requirement and probably another Business module (cuz I might be applying for a Minor/Major in Business, or Management as so they call fom AY2007-2008 onwards.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dismay, I realised that one of the 3 Econs modules CLASH with the exam date of my Japanese Language. And I thought, "Okay, fine. I'll just take &lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt; core Econs module." Well, guess what, the lecture slot of the other module I'm looking at CLASHES with the lecture slot of my Japanese Language. HELP. So, this was the point where I &lt;strong&gt;started feeling it all over again&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the feeling of helplessness, annoyance, irritation, disbelief and &lt;em&gt;pekchek&lt;/em&gt;-ness are all back to haunt me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now, I'm still trying to see if there's another core Econs module I might be able to take this semester. Otherwise, I'd only be taking two instead of three cuz I &lt;em&gt;die die&lt;/em&gt; can't give up my Japanese Language next semester, especially when I'm at the 3rd level already and if I miss the next level the next semester, I'd probably have to start from ground zero again. Yes, Japanese Language is all about writing and reading and writing and reading every other day. Miss it for months and you can say Bye. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I might decide to take some &lt;em&gt;chapalang&lt;/em&gt; Exposure Module to satisfy my last Faculty Requirement, and I'm currently looking at either Chinese Language (Haven't touched/read/wrote/studied Chinese since I graduated from Anglican High! So, am I brave or what if I really take this module!) or Japanese Studies. But I hate both cuz they will make me come back on Thursdays when I already have to come back on Mondays - Wednesdays. So, this also means that I'd try my very best to leave Friday untouched. Now, this is gonna take me some serious (and stressful) planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELLS. Talking about all these are dampening my previously-delightful mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, these are my recent bakes! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look! It's the evil Peanut Butter Cookies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1381/713478933_3cadc5a635.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1014/713478961_918553025a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1014/713478961_918553025a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They are so good that I can't just stop at one (or two)! I kept popping them in when I obviously can't chew too much with my braces. Heh. Next time, I might try baking them with a different brand of peanut butter as these grease the fingers slightly. But who cares so long they taste good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these are the Paper-Lined Sponge Cakes I baked last Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1260/713478911_4d7b6e69ee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1260/713478911_4d7b6e69ee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There they are sitting in the paper cups in my brand new &lt;em&gt;oven cum griller cum rotisserie&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1049/713478889_2c4aecf934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1258/713467677_d6be4a6368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1258/713467677_d6be4a6368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1359/713467667_d036aab0c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1359/713467667_d036aab0c5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They turned out soft, very cake-like and light. But it was still different from what I dig from Crystal Jade Cakery. :( I was trying to look for a recipe that would make it more "airy" inside. Am gonna try another recipe I came along soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1028/713467625_6887beb3e0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1028/713467625_6887beb3e0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I baked these cute little Chocolate Chip Muffins using a basic muffin recipe last Sunday. I love them warm from the oven cuz the chocolate chips are still in the midst of melting and they taste the yummiest at this point! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1147/713467591_0dfad03ac0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1147/713467591_0dfad03ac0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at how they tower up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1012/713454061_134f5acb91.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A foursome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1110/713467523_a5836864c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1110/713467523_a5836864c5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1109/713454037_bed3a21f13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1109/713454037_bed3a21f13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And these two were for Daph when I met her for dinner at Cafe Cartel! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now... for my absolute favourite: Williams-Sonoma'a Blueberry Muffins:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1362/713454021_2cc3203d09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1362/713454021_2cc3203d09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They all come with cinnamon, light brown sugar, granulated sugar and unsalted butter streusel toppings! Really delish I tell you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baked these muffins today as I bought a punnet of fresh blueberries from NTUC just now and my sister has also been asking me how come I've not baked any Blueberries Muffins for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1284/713454005_871b76ec74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1284/713454005_871b76ec74.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love their crumbly tops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1267/713453983_ec1cf3a406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1267/713453983_ec1cf3a406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the blueberries burst in the process of baking, that explains the purplish stain on the otherwise white-coloured muffin cup. But it still looks beautiful isn't it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1078/713453967_bb92afd314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1078/713453967_bb92afd314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I also like the way the top "cracks" open. So nice, I like! Can't wait to let my sis tries them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways, my tummy hasn't been feeling very well the past few days and my mum and dad were really nice to stock up lots of fruits in the refrigerator so as to let me munch on them when I don't have the appetite for hard foods like rice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There are golden kiwis, watermelon, mangoes, chikus, lychees, red apples, green apples, strawberries, durians, dragonfruits, bananas, blueberries, cherries, grapes and oranges at home currently! What a large variety right! I told my mum we can open a fruit stall liao. Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. I'm going to go on a baking frenzy using fruits, fruits and MORE fruits. Hehe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8273134-4142076864170928435?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/4142076864170928435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=4142076864170928435' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/4142076864170928435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/4142076864170928435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-delish.html' title='So Delish!'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1381/713478933_3cadc5a635_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-7951630282604047391</id><published>2007-06-23T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T01:32:14.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More yummies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1036/590550228_a573668a57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1036/590550228_a573668a57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, I'm more or less getting used to having the cute pink braces in me but I can't take hard, sticky or nutty foods. I can, that is if I don't mind them getting trapped in between my teeth or the wires. Therefore, I had been racking my brains to think of what nice foods I can enjoy still in this current state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine afternoon, I got sick of having congee/pandan cake/sponge cake for lunch and I decided to do this soft Strawberries Crepe (above!) to eat! It was definitely something more enjoyable than the usual tasteless porridge. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1311/590550212_480050dbb6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1311/590550212_480050dbb6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kampar Kai Chai Paeng (In Guangdong dialect; aka Kampar Chicken Biscuit) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In Chinese it's called: Ji Zai Bing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1395/590550164_2d41055259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at how thin they are! (The thinner they are, the crisper and crunchier!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1052/590550190_3046ce7fdb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The yummy Chicken Biscuits without any chicken ingredient in it. And I think this is some nice traditional snack from Malaysia cuz my sis' boyfriend went on a short trip to KL and bought some nice Kai Chai Paeng back for my family and my mum and dad finished the whole pack themselves. Therefore, I attempted this recipe! Had many weird ingredients, some of which include baking ammonia, candied winter melon ("tong tung kwah" in which I mispronounced it and my mom had been laughing at me for several days already) and some scary-looking red fermented beancurd ("nam yee").&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'd say I had alot of fun during the process of hunting for these funny funny ingredients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who would have thought that these delicious cookies were made up using some of these stuffs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1109/590550194_1e742c9d2f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1109/590550194_1e742c9d2f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My heart-shaped Chicken Biscuits. Wanted to do something different from the norm so I used my new heart-shaped cookie cutters bought recently from Daiso when I visited Vivo City with Wenjing. Sooo pleased with my buy cuz there are a total of SEVEN different sized heart-shaped cookie cutters and it only cost SGD2.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1431/590832520_7bd624eb66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1431/590832520_7bd624eb66.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1346/559916375_f6a9dee767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1346/559916375_f6a9dee767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These cookies above are called Melting Moments, so because they melt in the mouths. It has a nice buttery taste, but not too strong, I like! (Cuz I had no difficulty with them unlike the crunchy Chicken Biscuits.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, I shall present to you one of my favourites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1113/559916363_16051afa1c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1113/559916363_16051afa1c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1166/559916355_52c167fc6b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1166/559916355_52c167fc6b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are Swedish thumbprint cookies, Rosenmunnar. And I really used my thumb to make an indentation before topping the indentation with jam! I LOVE these cookies like hell. They are crispy-enough, with a slight eating-a-Sugar-Cookie kind of feeling and with the jam, it tasted so right. YUM. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even my sis said: "This is very nice!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways, I'm really trying to learn to appreciate and treasure the little pleasures in life. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All thanks to my great mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ever since I put on my braces, I was feeling skeptical about getting a temporary assignment for this holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chose this period to put it on so I'd have enough time to get used to it before school starts so I won't have trouble with it during the school term and I feel so glad I made this right decision. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's nearing 3 weeks already and I feel good enough to find a job BUT I won't because I've found that there are many other things more fulfilling and interesting that are waiting for me to do this holiday instead of spending my time cooped up in an MNC office in Raffles Place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Never in my life have I felt so damn relaxed before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Really need a good charge before the next hectic semester begins in August whereby all the emo posts will come up again and again. HEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I'm so happy now cuz I just heard a piece of good news from Meifang. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hang on tight okay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8273134-7951630282604047391?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/7951630282604047391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=7951630282604047391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/7951630282604047391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/7951630282604047391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2007/06/more-yummies.html' title='More yummies!'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1036/590550228_a573668a57_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-4685272215122037391</id><published>2007-06-10T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T10:47:21.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I &lt;3 Muffins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been on a baking frenzy recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did these Strawberry Muffins some days ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1204/538091003_f4f736f0da.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Baked them with fresh and sweet strawberries from the US! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My sister and Aaron actually preferred them to the previous Banana Muffins! But my mum thought otherwise. Heh. I actually liked both &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are really moist and not a tad too sweet! And the best thing about these Strawberry Muffins is that I did not use ANY butter/margarine to bake them! This also means that they are super healthy and delicious at the same time. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from the photo above, there seem to be two different types of muffins. You're right! This is one with sugar coating:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/538091023_e8e5c68307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I personally preferred the ones with sugar coating cuz they actually have a slightly crunchier top!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1229/538091017_74fc79bff3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sugar-coated Strawberry Muffins! I love the way they PUFF UP!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1235/538091011_105067633a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And this is one without any sugar coating! (And it tastes as good!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And I also did another Banana Cake, using a different recipe this time round! Wanted to find The Recipe you see. Heh. And I think I like this one better than the previous one:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1267/538112227_65273611d3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1152/538112225_1cf81ed29f.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Fresh from the oven and my mum couldn't resist it so that slice went to her. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1035/538112221_6cf788b3bc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is definitely a moist and FLUFFY cake, cuz I used Cake Flour this time round, unlike the All-Purpose flour used previously. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also made some slight amendments to the recipe, read reviews of others who tried the same recipe and some found it a little too sweet so I reduced some of the sugar! And it tasted perfect! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also like it being not tooo moist such that it might fall apart. This one's really good! Moist (yet it stays together) and fluffy (soft as a cake) and YUMMY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gonna meet Yuting later and I'm bringing down some to let her try also! :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-4685272215122037391?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/4685272215122037391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=4685272215122037391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/4685272215122037391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/4685272215122037391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-3-muffins.html' title='I &lt;3 Muffins!'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1204/538091003_f4f736f0da_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-4344093325594118432</id><published>2007-06-03T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T18:18:04.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bake Bake BAKE!</title><content type='html'>Oh wells, Jasmin's been in a baking mood these days. :)&lt;br /&gt;I used to have such baking cravings during the school term and never was I able to satisfy those desires. Now that I have all the time in the world, I'm gonna bake till the cows come home. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below's my first ever Banana Cake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1175/527440906_896677c0fa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1175/527440906_896677c0fa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1207/527440910_c43cee0d5e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1207/527440910_c43cee0d5e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chose this recipe out of several online to try and I was so pleased with the results because it was so moist and delicious! Anyways, the above two slices were for Aaron's mum and sister after he had taken his! Aaron's sis said: "Taste like something bought from the stores outside." &lt;em&gt;Muahaha&lt;/em&gt;. I got on a high immediately. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sis felt that it wasn't "&lt;em&gt;banana-ish&lt;/em&gt;" enough, but nevertheless still tasty. But I've already added an extra banana instead of following the original recipe's requirement of 2 bananas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm. Maybe I can try adding another medium one in the next time round. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, the following pictures show my First Banana Muffins! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I KNOW. Why the hell is it all BANANAS right.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends who know me know that I take 2 bananas every morning for breakfast, and I have them each &lt;em&gt;giap-ed&lt;/em&gt; in my 2 slices of wholemeal bread. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm not that insane to bake everything in bananas! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It so happened that the Del Monte bananas I've got at home are riping pretty quickly and nobody's touching them (except for ME), so not wanting them to be thrown away (anytime soon), I got down to do these Banana Muffins. As it's my first time at it, I didn't want to make a dozen at one go in case I screw up the recipe. Therefore, I only baked half a dozen and here they are, fresh from the oven today! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1081/527536769_4166750712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1173/527536773_f37e0c3304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/199/527536771_a8c5bd3047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;By the way, my muffins didn't "pop out" of the paper liners because I was afraid that it might overflow before it gets cooked in the oven and not heeding my mum's kind advice of filling up the liners more, I only filled it to about 3/4 and they expanded quite alot just that the mixture wasn't enough to make it grow out of the liners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Yeah, stubborn me. But wells, now I know how it works and I'm gonna bake another half a dozen NOW. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron came over just now after we had lunch and he said that it's not bad! My mum also thinks it's very flavorful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these muffins are definitely more banana-ish than the previous Banana Cake and it has got a totally different texture from the cake! It's as moist, but with more banana flavor. Hehe. And yeah, I got on another high instantly after hearing their comments. And cuz I only had 6 just now, I only packed 2 to let Aaron bring back for his mum and sis to munch on. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blueberry Muffins are next on my list! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. I never knew I could get this happy from baking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-4344093325594118432?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/4344093325594118432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=4344093325594118432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/4344093325594118432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/4344093325594118432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='Bake Bake BAKE!'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1175/527440906_896677c0fa_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-1245310879628821906</id><published>2007-05-01T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T09:45:03.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've still ALIVE. :)</title><content type='html'>HELLO World! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; I've been gone and away for soooo long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd been so busy preparing for my final examinations for the past few weeks! (Though I didn't exactly study much for it...)&lt;br /&gt;Much of my time was spent on rushing my term papers and those horrendously SICK projects that were all due at around the same period. And I refer to my projects as "sick" because of the &lt;em&gt;amazingly unprofessional peoples&lt;/em&gt; I've met during them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm so glad it's over. TATA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, my first year in NUS has also come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;(It's so fast isn't it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime in campus, I always feel like it's the first day of school. &lt;br /&gt;Well well, I'm really very happy that this semester is finally over because it'd been so tough cuz of all the scary peoples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more BIG news: I've finally decided to put on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;BRACES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! HEH.&lt;br /&gt;I went for my first official visit last Sunday to Pristine Dentalworks at Kembangan Plaza to have my mould made, impression, profiling and jaw xrays all taken. Throughout the whole process, I was so jittery &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;. There isn't even any pain involved and I'm already like that. I don't dare to imagine the day when I'm finally putting the real rubber thing on. And before that, I'd have to undergo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 tooth extractions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, then wait for my gums to fully recover then I'll be ready to put it on! Yes, FOUR. I'd have to pluck so many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so S C A R Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd be going for my next visit after i return from my Bangkok trip. (I didn't want to schedule it this week as I didn't want to go to Bangkok having so much spaces in my teeth and looking UGLY in all the pretty photos that I plan to take!) Oh, and what made me feel much better is that the people there are really warm and friendly, and they are all so nice to talk to, especially the dentist who was with me that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there's any visible action (plucking of my teeth, fixing of the rubber, etc.), I'd take some photos and share it with you guys here! Heh. Not that you all would be so excited to see the ugly holes. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a break from my teeth, my life had been a sort of rollercoaster for the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;I've really learnt so much from so many people and most importantly, I've finally learnt to treasure the good things around me. Yeah, and I totally agree that people do grow up and learn from their previous mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, I'm going for breakfast already! Take care peoples. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-1245310879628821906?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/1245310879628821906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=1245310879628821906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/1245310879628821906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/1245310879628821906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;ve still ALIVE. :)'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-5055507438148352139</id><published>2007-03-04T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T10:35:26.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great CNY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'd been SO BUSY. (Yeah, when am I not right?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Busy with schoolwork, project proposals, presentations and the mid-term examinations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now that my exams are over but the BIG one's (Finals during Mid-April) coming, I've got a teeny-weeny bit of time to catch a breather a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, Chinese New Year has always been my favourite festival/season/holiday whereby I get to dress up prettily, eat sumptuous and delicious foods, and do all the catching up with my fellow relatives! Those who know me will know how much I adore the all-time annual grand affair. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, this year wasn't any different. (Except that my grandad passed away earlier on so we didn't visit any of the relatives on my dad's side and will never be doing so ever again.) But my New Year was still jam-packed with activities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese New Year, Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aycu27.webshots.com/image/12706/2000886231702492538_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu03.webshots.com/image/10242/2005419513691009494_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aycu03.webshots.com/image/10242/2005419513691009494_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I FINALLY took pictures with Aaron's pretty sister. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aycu25.webshots.com/image/9384/2002267091847466158_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And this year was the first time I went with Aaron to visit his relatives at his mom's side and these are his pretty cousins! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aycu19.webshots.com/image/9498/2005967321740646089_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And after visiting his relatives, I went to my grandma's place finally! Was so excited &lt;em&gt;lah, &lt;/em&gt;I just couldn't wait to see how much everyone had changed! Especially the young ones, because our family is so huge, even some of my cousins already have kids: babies, toddlers, pre-school kids. You name it, we've got it. :) And this is a picture I took with my sister over there, and it looks so much like we'd taken it in some studio because of the backdrop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu18.webshots.com/image/10617/2001364628844351177_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aycu18.webshots.com/image/10617/2001364628844351177_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; US again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aycu14.webshots.com/image/12173/2003375007860733693_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And now, this is my Number One Baby. And she's wearing the dress my sister and I bought for her in Bangkok! Welcome to Foo Rui En Celeste's World. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese New Year, Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aycu12.webshots.com/image/11811/2002297869204963797_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yes, it's the Pretty Sisters. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aycu06.webshots.com/image/12045/2005590561705850264_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/13295/2002098568661301283_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aycu18.webshots.com/image/13297/2005250201503104856_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Me with two Golden Pigs. :)&lt;br /&gt;Went to my grandma's place as well, had the superb steamboat that I look forward to every year, played the usual cards with the usual relatives and cousins, and yeah, did the usual cam-whoring thing also. :) Though every year's programme is always quite predictable, we still enjoy ourselves to the max all the time. It's the company that makes it so heart-warming. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese New Year, Day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aycu34.webshots.com/image/11953/2003327533725610229_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I thought my sister looked so adorable in this picture. And my gong gong too! Just look at how wide his smile is. Now, this is what I call happyness. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aycu11.webshots.com/image/11970/2006260616479982161_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Us with gong gong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aycu15.webshots.com/image/12614/2005629470654325723_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My first family shot during CNY. Because I had to leave home earlier than them to do visiting with Aaron's family, we couldn't take photos at home. :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/10955/2003384088060581976_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Us with our pretty mom. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aycu34.webshots.com/image/12633/2001321359255316125_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And yeah, how can we not do this? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-5055507438148352139?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/5055507438148352139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=5055507438148352139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/5055507438148352139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/5055507438148352139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2007/03/great-new-year.html' title='A Great CNY.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-116883013145664669</id><published>2007-01-15T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T11:02:11.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Check.</title><content type='html'>Alrighty, I'm back from chalet ("隐居" according to ph and I) and I'm in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-116883013145664669?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/116883013145664669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=116883013145664669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116883013145664669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116883013145664669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2007/01/reality-check.html' title='Reality Check.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-116790533710672069</id><published>2007-01-04T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T19:02:40.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Worst Ever:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photojerk.com/ZKpW3yDJLp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photojerk.com/ZKpW3yDJLp.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Met up with Daph this afternoon to have Japanese lunch at the above restaurant, &lt;strong&gt;日本村&lt;/strong&gt;, a co-establishment of &lt;strong&gt;Suki Sushi Restaurant&lt;/strong&gt;. We were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; disappointed with the choices offered as they only had a fairly small amount of Japanese dishes available. And none of the main dishes caught our attention so all we ate were the sushi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photojerk.com/DdS32.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And sadly, their sushi selection were also pretty limited! DAMN. These were the only ones that we were interested in and it was lesser than what we had planned to eat. But THANKFULLY, we both managed to feel full after these 8 pathetic plates of sushi. I was so afraid I might have to end up getting &lt;strong&gt;SUBWAY&lt;/strong&gt; after the meal in case I still ain't full. &lt;p&gt;Most importantly, the sushi were not up to standard at all. The rice were not moist and sticky enough, the rice kept falling apart as we held it with our chopsticks and eating the rice made me feel like I was eating some kind of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;overnight left-over rice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EDO SUSHI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; taste SO much better. In fact, their sushi are so tasty as compared to those in &lt;strong&gt;日本村&lt;/strong&gt;. So people, don't be silly and go waste your money at this restaurant like Daph and I did. And after this unsatisfying meal, we both decided that we needed to meet up again tomorrow to visit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUBWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for their COLD CUT to make ourselves feel better. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a happier note, I did a pretty &lt;em&gt;french pedicure&lt;/em&gt; for myself last night. Here's how they look! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photojerk.com/ftSLu6J.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photojerk.com/8WAzNl8fj.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hopefully they can last me till mid January. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-116790533710672069?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/116790533710672069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=116790533710672069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116790533710672069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116790533710672069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2007/01/worst-ever.html' title='The Worst Ever:'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-116667528723018280</id><published>2006-12-21T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T15:36:49.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long, Bangkok.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/0rtvtBMsE.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Look! I can see the pilot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/sjIE6I9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/sjIE6I9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bangkok grounds...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/XwA4Wsjq.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/VDh66.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Waiting for our baggage happily cuz we didn't have to queue for an hour to check out! (Still remember the bad check-out experiences back then.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/1EOfx.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And so... We've reached &lt;strong&gt;The Twin Towers Hotel&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/ufVjsV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/ufVjsV.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/EAnRPX.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Checking into the hotel! We were way earlier before the actual check-in time and the nice peoples at Twin Towers let us in irregardlessly. Sweet!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/9KpWr.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Posing for a photograph before heading to Naraya (one of my favourites in BKK) at &lt;strong&gt;Central World Plaza&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/btf5wIHQbt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/btf5wIHQbt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wenjing and I hooping hands with the not-so-pretty bear outside Central World Plaza.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/k69PH179ni.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My sis and I with the weird-looking one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/ztGJ2Zsxrp.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/krpUzxhq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/krpUzxhq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the nice set-up they have there for Christmas! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/YNtFG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/YNtFG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/UwYEdn.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/2GPthOaec.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/TwuhU.JPG" border="0" /&gt; After shopping at Naraya, we finally took a break and headed to &lt;strong&gt;Isetan&lt;/strong&gt; which has MANY MANY Japanese foodies available and we bought this whole big plate for only SGD 5! And we stuffed ourselves further with Potato Croquette, Yakitori and this Mango ice-cream below! YUM YUM.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/Ql2On.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/K3aPixj1jK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/K3aPixj1jK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/bAnz71Q.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/XuyA1Qsq.JPG" border="0" /&gt; A Thai version of the Carlsberg beer ladies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/VPy8Ma.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A huge area for praying outside the modern Central World Plaza. Isn't it a little "off"? Hmm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/bnPolxzXt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/7cyt295ZY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/7cyt295ZY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way to The Platinum Fashion Mall to pick up great bargains! I don't know what those things on the grill are but they sure looked unfriendly. Heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/VG4mmnTpt.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I LOVE &lt;strong&gt;PRATUNAM&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/1TIOCXTzS1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; A HUGEEE canal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/P0oM3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/P0oM3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At my favourite &lt;strong&gt;Black Canyon Coffee&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/8CENZCwk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I heart the &lt;strong&gt;Fusilli in Tom Yum Soup&lt;/strong&gt;. SLURPS. It's so good I can finish the whole entire bowl by myself!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/onZXP.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And yes, I still prefer Amazing Thailand's &lt;strong&gt;Pad Thai&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/DRD9yeqTe.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/1RMfHJr.JPG" border="0" /&gt;With my camera, we finally took the SECOND 3-person picture together. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/tieDsWh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/tieDsWh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With Wenjing's camera...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/SE4Boyhc0V.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/SE4Boyhc0V.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/1cG91.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/FpWTRwk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/FpWTRwk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a sumptuous dinner, we were all set and ready to go for MORE SHOPPING at Siam Square!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/TwRMtP3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/TwRMtP3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A brand new day at Pratunam Market where we managed to pick up super duper cheap bargains and I was exceptionally pleased with the 3 denim skirts I bought there which cost me only around SGD 4.5o EACH. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/91Jxce0.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/o9BXzHmj.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Them in the middle of the road snapping photos while I was in a shop busy bargaining and purchasing. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/VKUpT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/VKUpT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/ko2R9JU.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We LOVE this cute shop. Had to pose with our Marilyn Monroe(s). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/Vw1zrwPOt0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/Vw1zrwPOt0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our size had been all sold out for this cutie so we said we had to take a picture of it since we can't own it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/r4WSTEv2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/r4WSTEv2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marilyn and us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/9lgiv2Y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/9lgiv2Y.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The handsome Louis Koo, in an optical shop. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/Zb9QNpr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/Zb9QNpr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The nice Christmas decorations at our hotel and we finally had a chance to snap some shots on the last night! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/Fhv6dPWq.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Tsk. Shaky hands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/tiqvVS.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/zWfN7.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I'm in Santa's home!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/73Co66Hz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/73Co66Hz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/hylgMRX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/hylgMRX.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/nowi1odDm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/d2wqbW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/ag4wDHr8j.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/RIP8e56Zh8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/RIP8e56Zh8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Frosty The Snowman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/VK5Lm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/VK5Lm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/OlZRrFyEvV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/OlZRrFyEvV.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/wWGwG5nIvP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/wWGwG5nIvP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We all love Santa, don't we?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/sis4gltW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/sis4gltW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/mBAsyHm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/xh7Om38iH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/xh7Om38iH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So nice! I like!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/j0zEiWN3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/j0zEiWN3o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sis' turn in Santa's home!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/F35OoMnDs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/F35OoMnDs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/KqDgYTF51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/KyJIPSIFG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/KyJIPSIFG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wa lau. She looks so cute can. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photoamp.com/i/dlc9ALj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/dlc9ALj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/N5NP90cf5c.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Look at all the shopping bags surrounding my sis. We did these shopping on our last day! Previous loot were all stuffed into our luggages already! We were so scary because we even had to return to our hotel after our Chatuchak invasion as we were carrying too much stuffs and they were wayyyy too heavy. Heh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So much happened in Bangkok, my gong gong's passing, my sis with the loss of her beloved Sony Ericsson phone, us and our illnesses, blah blah blah. It had been such an eventful yet fruitful trip that I believe I'd remember for the rest of my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TO WENJING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Let's hit Bangkok together again next year okay! So you must work hard now and earn the trip! Else our pockets would burn a big hole again! And &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;la woman, cuz you'd been sooo nice and sweet, not minding my sis and my "kan chiong-ness" at all. SO happy we three had so much fun together there despite all the unfortunate events. Thank you once again for this unforgettable vacation. *muacks* :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-116667528723018280?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/116667528723018280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=116667528723018280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116667528723018280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116667528723018280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-long-bangkok.html' title='So Long, Bangkok.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-116559368860050331</id><published>2006-12-08T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T00:01:28.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm leaving on a jet plane.</title><content type='html'>Will be heading for Thailand once again.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda miss that place, especially those happy times with bimbo, daph and sf. :)&lt;br /&gt;Really hope to revisit BKK with you girls again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, tomorrow's on the earliest morning flight out of Singapore and I'm like still packing my bag now and feeling so damn tired. ROARRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, shall stop here for now, and do look out for the pictures when I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-116559368860050331?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/116559368860050331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=116559368860050331' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116559368860050331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116559368860050331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='I&apos;m leaving on a jet plane.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-116511897774165324</id><published>2006-12-03T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T12:09:37.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a WONDERFUL time.... NOT.</title><content type='html'>Having my last paper, Genes &amp; Society tomorrow but guess what. I'm SICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how great man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a time CAN!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-116511897774165324?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/116511897774165324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=116511897774165324' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116511897774165324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116511897774165324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-wonderful-time-not.html' title='It&apos;s a WONDERFUL time.... NOT.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-116463382060019224</id><published>2006-11-27T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:25:32.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan's Guided Capitalism, India's Congress Party &amp; China since 1949</title><content type='html'>How did Japan achieve her "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Economic Miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How had they benefitted from the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Korean War&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mahatma Gandhi&lt;/strong&gt; and his &lt;em&gt;Satyagraha&lt;/em&gt; belief: Promoted passive resistance and to use love to change the enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jinnah&lt;/strong&gt;: The villain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Great Leap Forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Proletarian Cultural Revolution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: FAILURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mao &amp;amp; his &lt;strong&gt;Little Red Book&lt;/strong&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;OH GOD. HELP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-116463382060019224?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/116463382060019224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=116463382060019224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116463382060019224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116463382060019224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/11/japans-guided-capitalism-i_116463382060019224.html' title='Japan&apos;s Guided Capitalism, India&apos;s Congress Party &amp; China since 1949'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-116408528899699748</id><published>2006-11-21T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T13:02:40.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birth of TSC.</title><content type='html'>Hello people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please SUPPORT! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Many thanks to my sis and Junjie.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesisterscompany.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photoamp.com/i/thumbs/MO3slaI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-116408528899699748?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/116408528899699748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=116408528899699748' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116408528899699748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116408528899699748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/11/birth-of-tsc.html' title='The Birth of TSC.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-116255706949546738</id><published>2006-11-03T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T22:48:50.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Konnyaku aka Konjac aka Shirataki</title><content type='html'>Suddenly, I've got this crazy fetish over these Japanese Konnyaku Jellies!&lt;br /&gt;Been making alot of these with my mum at home.&lt;br /&gt;Look at the colours!&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they BOOTIFUL?&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/320/Jellies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/320/Jellies%20%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/320/Jellies%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I especially adore the PINK and GREEN ones. They are so chewy and delicious that I can't keep my hands off them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;An interesting fact about Konnyaku: It's SUPER HIGH in fibre! This means eating a small number will make one full easily. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MuahahahahahaHA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heh. Konnyaku is my best friend now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, I've got new additions to my cutesy bitsy collection. Bought these cutie pies at Bugis with my sister the other day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check them out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/320/Dumbo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Dumbo the Elephant. Heh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Can't see clearly? Here's another one:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/320/Dumbo%20%281%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I couldn't believe it can sit so COMFORTABLY up there when it has such a BIG, CUTE bum! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Here's Marie, the beautiful cat! Say "Meow!" (Not "Hi!" Okay okay. I know, not very funny.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/320/Marie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-116255706949546738?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/116255706949546738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=116255706949546738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116255706949546738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116255706949546738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/11/konnyaku-aka-konjac-aka-shirataki.html' title='Konnyaku aka Konjac aka Shirataki'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-116187525493824002</id><published>2006-10-26T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T23:07:34.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ugly Facets of Life.</title><content type='html'>Jasmin, chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHILL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no use at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely &lt;em&gt;no use at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I can't stand &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weaklings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-116187525493824002?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/116187525493824002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=116187525493824002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116187525493824002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116187525493824002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/10/ugly-facets-of-life.html' title='The Ugly Facets of Life.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-116131728179403662</id><published>2006-10-20T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T12:17:34.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Pepperidge Cookies!</title><content type='html'>Alright I sound like an absolute glutton with my stupid title.&lt;br /&gt;But I just had their Soft Baked Dark Chocolate Cookies yesterday and I'm still craving for more!&lt;br /&gt;(Although one huge piece is worth a killer of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;150kcal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I finally cleared my History Term Paper after a sleepless night.&lt;br /&gt;It was really a bad experience.&lt;br /&gt;I only had myself to talk to because I chose to isolate myself from everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;Refused to engage in any interactional activity that might steer my concentration.&lt;br /&gt;I was so freaking uptight at not being able to finish it when the due date's so near.&lt;br /&gt;(So much that I even took out on my home's fax machine when I started yelling at it at 4.30am in the morning when I couldn't get it to print initally.)&lt;br /&gt;And now I have another bloody Genes &amp; Society Term Paper due next week.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, my life is evolved around all these &lt;em&gt;dumb papers&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;sickening tutorials and quizzes&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;fugly people&lt;/em&gt; (those who are ugly both outside and inside).&lt;br /&gt;I've always thought my life would be much more fulfilling and enjoyable than this.&lt;br /&gt;And now, even my blog entries are about my rantings for school!&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for this semester to be over.&lt;br /&gt;Then will I finally get the chance to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FEEL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; what's like being me again.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so determined to continue taking the bloody Japanese Language though I often screw up during classes due to over-anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;This means that I'd have to plan my time carefully because Japanese is the most time-consuming and have the most preparatory hours in NUS &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;One happy thing to blog about, I just bought &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANOTHER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Nike tee in Co-op yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;(For those who don't know what Co-op is, it's a super big hypermart cum bookstore cum stationery store cum bag store cum daily needs store. Basically, it sells EVERYTHING that everyone would need.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the first one I bought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/320/Nike%20Tee.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I so love this one I bought yesterday:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/320/Nike%20Tee%20%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Co-op can be said to be pH and I's favourite shopping haven.&lt;br /&gt;We always visit the Co-op to stock up on Pepperridge Farm's Chocolate Cookies and Meiji Chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about Co-op is that they have got sooooo many exclusive foodies and chocolates from all over the world that you'd be able to find and NTUC might not even carry those brands.&lt;br /&gt;After yakking so much about foodies, I'm getting hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ya lah&lt;/em&gt;, when am I not hungry. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gonna visit the library later to research for the bloody term paper. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ciao!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-116131728179403662?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/116131728179403662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=116131728179403662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116131728179403662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116131728179403662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-pepperidge-cookies.html' title='I love Pepperidge Cookies!'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-116023437757641336</id><published>2006-10-07T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T23:19:37.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unhealthy Air.</title><content type='html'>I thought NUS was on fire after I stepped out of the multi-purpose hall after my Genes and Society paper today.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere looked so blurry.&lt;br /&gt;Fiona said we seemed to be in dreamland which I found quite hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the haze is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;The air stinks.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;I get paranoid thinking that everything around me is BLUR.&lt;br /&gt;I can't breathe at ease.&lt;br /&gt;Can Sumatra STOP burning the bloody trees.&lt;br /&gt;Would really appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-116023437757641336?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/116023437757641336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=116023437757641336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116023437757641336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116023437757641336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/10/unhealthy-air.html' title='Unhealthy Air.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-116012608591768593</id><published>2006-10-06T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T17:14:47.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Fiona!</title><content type='html'>Happy 19th girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The JNRs rock. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-116012608591768593?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/116012608591768593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=116012608591768593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116012608591768593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/116012608591768593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-fiona.html' title='Happy Birthday Fiona!'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-115995191155981749</id><published>2006-10-04T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T16:51:51.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A more than perfect ending.</title><content type='html'>I need to escape now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From you. you and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what you want, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I'll kindly grant you your wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more, no less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-115995191155981749?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/115995191155981749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=115995191155981749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115995191155981749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115995191155981749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/10/more-than-perfect-ending.html' title='A more than perfect ending.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-115902181680591824</id><published>2006-09-23T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T22:30:16.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Going Gets Tough.</title><content type='html'>Yea. I've been dead.&lt;br /&gt;There were just so much to do I can't even find time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I have sometime available at home (and I do not need to study probably because I've no school the next day), I plop super early.&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems like a routine already:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to school on Mondays, Tuesdays and Thursdays.&lt;br /&gt;Mug hard on Mondays to prepare for my Japanese tutorial on Tuesdays.&lt;br /&gt;Black out super early on Tuesdays, wake up late on Wednesdays.&lt;br /&gt;Then mug my way through the day, to prepare for my other two Japanese tutorials on Thursdays.&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll plop super early on Thursdays, and wake up late on Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;Then mug hard on Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays for Genes and History.&lt;br /&gt;I hate what I'm doing now.&lt;br /&gt;Time passes so quickly I don't even have time to think and digest.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of helplessness sucks.&lt;br /&gt;And I feel overwhelmed and suffocated at times.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk. Not healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes. I just feel like running away. To a faraway place where I don't need to face anyone or anything. Yeah. This is escapism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-115902181680591824?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/115902181680591824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=115902181680591824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115902181680591824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115902181680591824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/09/going-gets-tough.html' title='The Going Gets Tough.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-115773284034189913</id><published>2006-09-08T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T09:38:58.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My complaints.</title><content type='html'>i'm so sick, both &lt;em&gt;literally&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;figuratively&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sick of having to perform memorised dialogues in Japanese tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of worrying about preparations for the numerous tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of attending first-halves lectures and leaving during the ten-minute breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of seeing ugly people around in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of looking at people who look like a total wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of all the unfamiliar faces passing by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of all the weirdos I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of looking at Ah Lians in campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of hearing unintelligent comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of pretending I don't care, but in fact I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of Japanese quizzes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of having to squeeze even along the corridor in Arts faculty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of having to climb long stairways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of having to find a table in the filthy canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of waiting for my print-outs in the Central Library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of queuing up for foods in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of looking like an idiot looking for tutorial classrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm full of complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I like to complain, cannot ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, why can't people just &lt;em&gt;LOOK&lt;/em&gt; normal?&lt;br /&gt;Is it that difficult.&lt;br /&gt;Why be UGLY Christmas trees?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I've nothing against Christmas tress and I love them absolutely but someone who looks like one is so &lt;em&gt;disgusting&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a girl in flowery tube dress with a STARWBERRIES-FILLED tight leggings.&lt;br /&gt;You see the picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I sound like some evil fashion editor out to eliminate fashon disasters.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my passion's in this area and not in some boring Economics eh?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I admit it was a practical decision made BUT i do adore Economics to a certain extent.&lt;br /&gt;So, end of discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just wanted to complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-115773284034189913?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/115773284034189913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=115773284034189913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115773284034189913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115773284034189913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-complaints.html' title='My complaints.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-115754632872745323</id><published>2006-09-06T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T00:05:57.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spaced out.</title><content type='html'>These two weeks had been so hectic that it's freaking me out.&lt;br /&gt;I've the feeling that I'm mugging so hard like I was before the Prelims.&lt;br /&gt;This is how much work I have to do.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought of embarking my university life this way and never have I known that it'd take so much time and effort.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks really.&lt;br /&gt;The only good thing about school is being able to crap with ph &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We've done the craziest and silliest things anyone'd do in campus.&lt;br /&gt;And we always say ourselves as being "full of shit".&lt;br /&gt;But at least time passes quickly when we have each other for company.&lt;br /&gt;Most impostantly, we love the shopping that awaits us at The Forum.&lt;br /&gt;Clothes, earrings, handphone accessories, slippers, we've bought them all!&lt;br /&gt;We always get high when we see a new bazzar at the start of a new week.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been seeing weird people around and we can't stop complaining.&lt;br /&gt;We're so mean and full of ourselves that I can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;If you hear the kind of things we say, you'd probably think we're some evil kids set on loose wanting to take over the entire universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I think you have a rough picture of my life in NUS.&lt;br /&gt;More or less &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-115754632872745323?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/115754632872745323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=115754632872745323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115754632872745323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115754632872745323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/09/spaced-out.html' title='Spaced out.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-115608576499949992</id><published>2006-08-20T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T22:56:05.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate school.</title><content type='html'>As requested by Mr. Heung, here I am.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating my blog for sooooooo long.&lt;br /&gt;Had been busy since school started on the 14th and can you believe it, I'm already mugging.&lt;br /&gt;This sucks, really.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect my university life to start this way.&lt;br /&gt;And now I realised that the usual saying: "After you pass college , life'd be so much easier!" is C.R.A.P.&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me which person out there can get himself/herself a First Class Honours or a 4.0 - 4.5/5.0 CAP without mugging.&lt;br /&gt;NONE.&lt;br /&gt;So, tata.&lt;br /&gt;Back to my Japanese books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-115608576499949992?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/115608576499949992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=115608576499949992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115608576499949992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115608576499949992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-hate-school.html' title='I hate school.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-115497230311150820</id><published>2006-08-08T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T12:09:17.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saswadeeka!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry I took sooo long to post up these photos (my computer encountered a system crash; blogger wasn't exactly friendly towards me for the past week or so and I'm now armed with my new laptop!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/1600/dv2003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/400/dv2003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make sure I treat this as my baby. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, these are the photos I took over the 5 days in Bangkok!&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/400/Bangkok%20Card%201%20%281%29_blog.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It really is pretty budget-looking. Heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/1600/DSCF1708_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/400/DSCF1708_blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All ready to set off! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/1600/DSCF1700_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/400/DSCF1700_blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yay! We're boarding soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/1600/Bangkok%20Card%201%20(5)_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/400/Bangkok%20Card%201%20%285%29_blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/1600/Bangkok%20Card%201%20(10)_blog.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/400/Bangkok%20Card%201%20%2810%29_blog.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We managed to squeeze together for a picture before boarding! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/1600/Bangkok%20Card%201%20(11)_blog.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/400/Bangkok%20Card%201%20%2811%29_blog.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/60/207350105_ffbfce28ec_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/60/207350105_ffbfce28ec_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daph looking excited. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/93/207359025_9ab872b67c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/93/207359025_9ab872b67c_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/68/207359076_0701124b4e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/68/207359076_0701124b4e_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And away we gooo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/70/207359451_c2638079fe_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/70/207359451_c2638079fe_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is definitely one of my favourite places in Mah Boon Krong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/59/207359405_08e958dd47_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/59/207359405_08e958dd47_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/58/207359377_4b5a6c2d2b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/58/207359377_4b5a6c2d2b_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/84/207359175_ba6cf775c9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/84/207359175_ba6cf775c9_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at all the varieties! And they are sooo affordable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/57/207359666_beee2c8d32_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/57/207359666_beee2c8d32_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This place serves fantastic fried rice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/58/207359695_97d080af7a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/58/207359695_97d080af7a_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/93/207359500_88acca6be8_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/93/207359500_88acca6be8_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/97/207359552_055d8d3c33_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/97/207359552_055d8d3c33_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/59/207359522_edd27b72dd_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/59/207359522_edd27b72dd_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/83/207359738_db99f2b5e5_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/83/207359738_db99f2b5e5_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/81/207359778_eb285bfc06_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/81/207359778_eb285bfc06_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/65/207359855_4e3b85685e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/65/207359855_4e3b85685e_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/64/207359817_21f32ddc7d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/64/207359817_21f32ddc7d_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/77/207359900_3ef9703037_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/77/207359900_3ef9703037_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hah! KBox! In Bangkok!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/87/207359982_ed21bbc08e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/87/207359982_ed21bbc08e_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/91/207360029_17bb80d2a3_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/91/207360029_17bb80d2a3_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/94/207360140_dacae1cf1b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/94/207360140_dacae1cf1b_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Took a picture with Captain Sparrow. Heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/92/207360162_91ace25986_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/92/207360162_91ace25986_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My all-time favourite man: David Beckam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day Two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/83/207360231_298673b5a8_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/83/207360231_298673b5a8_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My first breakfast at The Twin Towers Hotel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/93/207360277_1864cc90eb_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/93/207360277_1864cc90eb_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were up early and the stores in Mah Boon Krong and anywhere aren't open yet so we ended up with camera whoring at our hotel lounge instead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/90/207360303_f65cc5d233_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/90/207360303_f65cc5d233_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/75/207360348_17043f9925_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/75/207360348_17043f9925_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/68/207360402_80f31db4d2_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/68/207360402_80f31db4d2_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/79/207360477_b1d2fea784_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/79/207360477_b1d2fea784_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/72/207360532_afc7d81bf9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/72/207360532_afc7d81bf9_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/96/207360601_65dd57be1d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/96/207360601_65dd57be1d_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/80/207360677_84e570b957_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/80/207360677_84e570b957_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/63/207360750_2f75c7ee0b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/63/207360750_2f75c7ee0b_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look tired of waiting. Can't wait to start shopping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/70/207360797_3f561ca28e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/70/207360797_3f561ca28e_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture to bits. Bimbo looked so cute. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/90/207360816_f45dd2df87_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/90/207360816_f45dd2df87_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/65/207360861_a8c4dd7b30_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/65/207360861_a8c4dd7b30_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/97/207360894_c58e00b61c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/97/207360894_c58e00b61c_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here I go again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/93/207360986_11a4c5b298_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/93/207360986_11a4c5b298_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/97/207361085_6d2b8a3f0f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/97/207361085_6d2b8a3f0f_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bimbo and I love their hot pink taxis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/63/207361200_74b0e3ef44_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/63/207361200_74b0e3ef44_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/77/207361229_7faff39e4a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/77/207361229_7faff39e4a_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/89/207361337_8d7f48944c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/89/207361337_8d7f48944c_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kids on excusion at Siam Paragon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/65/207361373_877968db97_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/65/207361373_877968db97_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look! KFC! (A very pretty KFC in fact.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/91/207361447_f2a83283cd_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/91/207361447_f2a83283cd_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An area of the nicely done-up Siam Paragon's foodcourt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/83/207361527_08cf8d3c4b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/83/207361527_08cf8d3c4b_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doesn't this look ever so familiar?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/73/207361598_f4af79f759_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/73/207361598_f4af79f759_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the look of the high-end supermarket.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/72/207361640_94d3fcffa9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/72/207361640_94d3fcffa9_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bimbo posing with the chocolate fondue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/94/207361675_084bb4410f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/94/207361675_084bb4410f_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My turn! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/62/207361695_ad869225f2_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/62/207361695_ad869225f2_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/87/207361740_b9312ae359_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/87/207361740_b9312ae359_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way to Mah Boon Krong (again) and Siam Square.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/77/207361785_0e9ca20540_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/77/207361785_0e9ca20540_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/91/207361814_4f7dd58e83_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/91/207361814_4f7dd58e83_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/82/207361896_3e33354f80_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/82/207361896_3e33354f80_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/62/207362038_349b35a2f0_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/62/207362038_349b35a2f0_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our favourite mall in Bangkok.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/77/207362149_421fefa514_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/77/207362149_421fefa514_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/63/207362220_d0dfc2895f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/63/207362220_d0dfc2895f_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lunch at a Chinese restaurant in Mah Boon Krong; food ain't that fantastic, except for the shrimp dumplings. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/59/207362261_6fe4c49f0e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/59/207362261_6fe4c49f0e_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This wasn't as good as the one I had the day before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/96/207362303_a1e966e973_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/96/207362303_a1e966e973_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahhh. This is nice. Hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/64/207362339_13aeac9b07_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/64/207362339_13aeac9b07_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daph in Mister Donut, enjoying her Trio Donut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/92/207362372_78c4c19e7f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/92/207362372_78c4c19e7f_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And me satisfied with my Double Chocolate Donut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/57/207362451_fcca082612_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/57/207362451_fcca082612_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And we head down to Chinatown at night for some seafood dinner!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/95/207362489_ce89544259_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/95/207362489_ce89544259_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/87/207362539_6771fc2726_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/87/207362539_6771fc2726_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/77/207362622_f672c063da_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/77/207362622_f672c063da_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/96/207362657_4f189e9c31_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/96/207362657_4f189e9c31_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daph's buys for the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/90/207362675_14bce92afd_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/90/207362675_14bce92afd_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mine!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/76/207362729_4221e007d5_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/76/207362729_4221e007d5_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice view from our hotel room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/77/207362768_1b53a445fa_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/77/207362768_1b53a445fa_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gotta have enough energy for the crazy shopping at Pratunum later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/69/207362854_5bfa0a16fa_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/69/207362854_5bfa0a16fa_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/72/207363034_2c53619be9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/72/207363034_2c53619be9_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/93/207363223_a7e03f3b89_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/93/207363223_a7e03f3b89_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/81/207363270_679813e5d6_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/81/207363270_679813e5d6_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Baiyoke Sky Hotel!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/70/207363358_7e6dcdc282_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/70/207363358_7e6dcdc282_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look how much they adore their King. (Bimbo and I were amazed at their level of devotion and admiration for him. Heh.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/82/207363404_8a905b9ab3_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/82/207363404_8a905b9ab3_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us in Platinum Fashion Mall's foodcourt!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/79/207363423_d3c783b00d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/79/207363423_d3c783b00d_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A shop in Platinum Fashion Mall. Thought I had to snap a photo; though mine's without the 'E'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/65/207363476_f3417d056f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/65/207363476_f3417d056f_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We revisited this nice restaurant which serves fabulous Thai Fried Rice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/71/207363511_8a8b869a0a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/71/207363511_8a8b869a0a_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The waitress is standing on a chair! The restaurant's main attaraction is their kitchen which is located externally for everyone's viewing pleasure and built in the shape of a pirate ship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Day Four&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/77/207363830_0f82272118_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/77/207363830_0f82272118_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And we visit the legendary Chatuchak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/70/207363949_78b97e37fa_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/70/207363949_78b97e37fa_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It really has EVERYTHING.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/94/207364383_28553a8beb_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/94/207364383_28553a8beb_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/58/207364598_48fb22eb3e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/58/207364598_48fb22eb3e_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They have got weird foods too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/79/207364761_b3cde00191_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/79/207364761_b3cde00191_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/86/207364871_30187100d7_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/86/207364871_30187100d7_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mmmm. Floss!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/97/207364901_340731ce03_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/97/207364901_340731ce03_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got our well-deserved break after our shopping spree at Chatuchak and had nice Pad Thai (which I dig) at Black Canyon Coffee in Mah Boon Krong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/91/207364963_6af43c0cb2_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/91/207364963_6af43c0cb2_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bags were the main attraction of the picture. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/58/207364995_93678a3b65_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/58/207364995_93678a3b65_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daph and I having dinner in a cosy Japanese restaurant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/97/207365035_1a6e77f31c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/97/207365035_1a6e77f31c_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While waiting for my food to be served. Heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/78/207365109_f731c95aab_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/78/207365109_f731c95aab_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's nice (and cheap; 95 Baht = approximately SGD 4 for the noodles + guo tie + a Pepsi) i tell you! Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/75/207365183_05031070c9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/75/207365183_05031070c9_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/88/207365218_b86053529c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/88/207365218_b86053529c_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/96/207365300_76188c69f9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/96/207365300_76188c69f9_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/69/207365405_ae1d1d6c37_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/69/207365405_ae1d1d6c37_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is scary. We almost couldn't bring them back to the hotel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/93/207365459_d0f07ced46_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/81/207365490_c830faef61_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/81/207365490_c830faef61_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Us looking happy with our purchases!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day Five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/75/207365576_3c243e3431_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/75/207365576_3c243e3431_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our LAST breakfast at The Twin Towers. Ain't we scary people. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/87/207365809_b6b7c03327_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/87/207365809_b6b7c03327_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally had the chance to take pictures of the grand lobby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/85/207365883_230059a65a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/85/207365883_230059a65a_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/93/207365722_20ad2963d2_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/93/207365722_20ad2963d2_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/62/207365645_5d9518b54d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/62/207365645_5d9518b54d_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/80/207365953_5b53f19ccd_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/80/207365953_5b53f19ccd_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The roads were full of the election boards.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/91/207366054_28bb890f17_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/91/207366054_28bb890f17_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An interesting shop with an interesting name.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/93/207366100_c7cd8c2b4a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/93/207366100_c7cd8c2b4a_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A typical Tuk Tuk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/51/207366177_6fadf6083e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/51/207366177_6fadf6083e_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The nice guy who drove Daph and I to the airport. You must be wondering, where's Bimbo and Sf. We had to split up because one taxi can't contain all our luggages! Each of us went with one luggage and came back with three each.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/64/207366279_a5cd44f89b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/64/207366279_a5cd44f89b_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/58/207366367_5b0ea5e695_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/58/207366367_5b0ea5e695_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost everyone's clad in YELLOW designed tees worn for the coronation of the King.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/74/207366547_355d669266_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A typical alley in Bangkok.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/70/207366621_4edb978444_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/70/207366621_4edb978444_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/59/207366654_b1b4466b4e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/59/207366654_b1b4466b4e_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way to the airport.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/94/207366679_064d048f47_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/94/207366679_064d048f47_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/84/207366705_eab0b33f81_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/84/207366705_eab0b33f81_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/61/207367009_32f284d0f2_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/61/207367009_32f284d0f2_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; King of Duty Free!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/70/207367183_42036f3ee7_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/70/207367183_42036f3ee7_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/76/207367269_e37d5ecd4e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/76/207367269_e37d5ecd4e_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our flight was delayed for two hours and we ended up in @ Bangkok Cafe &amp; Bar which had really nice foods and was cosy enough for us all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/78/207367419_d82f583839_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/78/207367419_d82f583839_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/89/207367493_d390d7b04a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/89/207367493_d390d7b04a_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/60/207368162_d23704aa40_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/60/207368162_d23704aa40_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice chandeliers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/79/207368211_f8a5ffdf02_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/79/207368211_f8a5ffdf02_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/98/207368265_adc4874063_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/98/207368265_adc4874063_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/64/208695825_6fcf808e43_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/64/208695825_6fcf808e43_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daph's tired after the 5 days of intensive shopping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/98/208695964_bde347faea_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/98/208695964_bde347faea_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shufang collapsed too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;P.S. Dearest Bimbo, Daph and Shufang: Let's go back in December and do more crazy shopping! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-115497230311150820?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/115497230311150820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=115497230311150820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115497230311150820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115497230311150820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/08/saswadeeka.html' title='Saswadeeka!'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-115338664972605464</id><published>2006-07-20T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T12:25:15.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Ol' Days.</title><content type='html'>I'm finally back after 5 crazy days of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;intense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; shopping in bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;Will be posting up all the pictures for your viewing pleasures soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my trip, I realised I've become totally immensed in the holidaying mood and work's no longer a priority of mine aymore.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to enjoy the rest of my holidays before school starts.&lt;br /&gt;With all these said, I still gotta last till next friday which is my last day of work. (HURRAY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read Yuting's blog just a moment ago and was quite upset after I learnt that Anglican High School's School Song has changed. (And yes, I do feel guilty for learning about this news only now though I ain't sure when it changed exactly.) It's now &lt;em&gt;much&lt;/em&gt; simplier (probably beneficial for the new students who might find the old version a tad too difficult) but I am seriously not agreeable with the change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, being the almighty Jasmin, I signed the &lt;a href="http://www.petitiononline.com/AHS2006/"&gt;online petition&lt;/a&gt;, hoping to do my part to reinstate our "Old" School Song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anglican High School was the place where I matured and grew up in and most importantly, it was the school that put me to where I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;It was the place that gave me my fondest memories, the place where I felt most &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt; in.&lt;br /&gt;I've always felt that every single student from Anglican High School has a certain shared identity that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;distinguishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; us from others.&lt;br /&gt;It is this &lt;em&gt;unspoken identity&lt;/em&gt; that makes us different, in fact &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuting made me reminisce the good ol' days in AHS whereby every day spent in school was fun and fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved our two recess breaks because it's during these times where Zhi Peng will strut along our desks, entertaining all of us girls. It's also during these periods whereby all the different cliques of girls would get together to gossip and giggle amongst ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to dread going for guitar practices but things changed when Yuting and Gwen became an essential part of my life. We are each other's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;motivations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I especially loved Gwen's not-so-funny jokes. I'd always remember the moment when we achieved the Gold Award in SYF. The emcee announced: "Anglican High School... Gold Award!" All of us became ecstatic and began screaming, cheering and hugging each other. At that moment, I felt that everything was worth it. All the time spent and attention dedicated to the preparation had paid off. Going for guitar practices every Friday slowly became a chit-chatting session for Yuting and I. I miss the times whereby we'd bring our guitars out and play at the steps, watching NCCs and Girl Guides running up and down, sweating a shit out of them and our lives seemed so much more relaxing comparatively. Oh! And how can I forget those breaks that we were always asking Mr. Shi for? We'd all rush out excitedly with our wallets to the canteen, hoping to find our favourite &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yan Yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also quite enjoyed our every Tuesday assembly where everyone'd be seated in the hall and thats when the singing (and slacking) begins! (Though all the preaching before that always bore me.) Thinking of all these makes me want to visit the school again. Though it has a totally different outlook but stepping into the same compound and on the grounds that I've threaded on before always make me feel as though nothing has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! I want to go back. :(&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;Anyways, I've been looking at several laptop models (because I wasn't attracted to any of the models that NUS brought in this year) and this one caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7853/552/320/V3000_chassis_400.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-115338664972605464?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/115338664972605464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=115338664972605464' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115338664972605464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115338664972605464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/07/good-ol-days.html' title='The Good Ol&apos; Days.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-115260801013860725</id><published>2006-07-11T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:07:40.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the beautiful picture.</title><content type='html'>i'll be leaving singapore grounds in less than 30 hours time. &lt;br /&gt;can't wait to head down to bangkok for all the 5 days 4 nights shopping madness that awaits me, daph, bimbo and sf. &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;meeting yuting after work today, been &lt;em&gt;sooo&lt;/em&gt; long since i last saw her.&lt;br /&gt;(daph thinks i'm a little crazy to still go out the night before when we're meeting quite early the next morning and especially when i haven't even start packing.)&lt;br /&gt;enough about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him.&lt;br /&gt;miss the times we spent together. &lt;br /&gt;miss everything and anything to do with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though it has only been less than a week since i last saw him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't expect much can i. &lt;br /&gt;i was the one who promised not to have any anticipations.&lt;br /&gt;he promised to &lt;em&gt;pei&lt;/em&gt; me whenever he's free. &lt;br /&gt;but he's always mr. busy.&lt;br /&gt;yet at the same time, he makes time out for me.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i'd rather i've not known him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-115260801013860725?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/115260801013860725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=115260801013860725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115260801013860725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115260801013860725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/07/beautiful-picture.html' title='the beautiful picture.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-115217447991475367</id><published>2006-07-06T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T16:31:42.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you make me smile all the time. :)</title><content type='html'>i like the warmth from your hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want you to let go, not ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, happiness is really &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; simple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-115217447991475367?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-8273134.post-115139236196930219</id><published>2006-06-27T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T15:12:42.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ungroundless anticipation #2.</title><content type='html'>i hate who i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for being so easily satisfied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for having such low expectations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for being so soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for being moved so easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for being such an emotional freak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be as strong as he thinks i am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i aspire to be happy in whatever i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so gonna be a challenge for me.&lt;br /&gt;to do things that make myself happy, and at the same time, to put others before myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-115139236196930219?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/115139236196930219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=115139236196930219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115139236196930219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115139236196930219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/06/ungroundless-anticipation-2.html' title='ungroundless anticipation #2.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-115137520739137617</id><published>2006-06-27T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T11:09:24.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ungroundless anticipation.</title><content type='html'>i like the way you touch my hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the way you look into my eyes. &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;i'm gonna live the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-115137520739137617?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-8273134.post-115062844951353649</id><published>2006-06-18T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T19:00:49.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>conflicted emotions.</title><content type='html'>i don't like squares.&lt;br /&gt;neither do i adore triangles. &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;is this a trial from God that we must pass?&lt;br /&gt;(sounds so cliche.)&lt;br /&gt;or is this just another transition period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like you being so rational.&lt;br /&gt;but, it pleases me when you still do follow your heart in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like the feeling of dangling in the air.&lt;br /&gt;i want you to hold on to me.&lt;br /&gt;and never let me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it scares me to know how much i'm actually afraid of losing you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your words make me confused at times.&lt;br /&gt;your actions contradict your words most of the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i only pray for you and me to be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-115062844951353649?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/115062844951353649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=115062844951353649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115062844951353649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/115062844951353649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/06/conflicted-emotions.html' title='conflicted emotions.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-114986406025193265</id><published>2006-06-09T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T22:41:00.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more than words.</title><content type='html'>i think i need to stop for a moment, take a breather and think. &lt;br /&gt;things are moving way too fast and i find it pretty hard to understand or even absorb the whole situation. &lt;br /&gt;it has been a long time since i had such feelings. &lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i should be feeling elated, or scared.&lt;br /&gt;my whole mind is in a huge confusion.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to do, what to say, what not to do or what not to say. &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;everything seems like a fairytale come true. &lt;br /&gt;except that it's one with a little too many obstacles that need to be cleared. &lt;br /&gt;and it ain't easy removing them.&lt;br /&gt;in the past, i used to question myself constantly. &lt;br /&gt;but right now, i think i've got the answer i'd been searching for since a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;i'd always been running away, wanting to find my own escapade.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just gotta face up to the bare reality soon.&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;drained out. totally. &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;and... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him.&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-114899332684822925</id><published>2006-05-30T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T20:48:46.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts.</title><content type='html'>1. i think i love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i think i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i think i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114899332684822925?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/114899332684822925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=114899332684822925' title='0 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read the questions before you write, and tag 5 pple to do this survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Desmond  &lt;br /&gt;2. Yuting&lt;br /&gt;3. Mei Fang&lt;br /&gt;4. Fiona&lt;br /&gt;5. Hui Yun&lt;br /&gt;6. Evangeline&lt;br /&gt;7. Yi Han&lt;br /&gt;8. Yi Xin&lt;br /&gt;9. Guan Hui&lt;br /&gt;10. Esther&lt;br /&gt;11. Pei Han&lt;br /&gt;12. Daphne&lt;br /&gt;13. Shufang&lt;br /&gt;14. Zixiang&lt;br /&gt;15. Daniel&lt;br /&gt;16. Aaron&lt;br /&gt;17. Renny&lt;br /&gt;18. Eric&lt;br /&gt;19. Rui Long&lt;br /&gt;20. Ching Hong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 14? [Zixiang] We were in the same class in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you never met 1? [Desmond] I'd still be leading a pretty mundane life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 20 and 9 dated? [Guan Hui &amp; Ching Hong] It'd be the greatest joke. LOL. but at the same time, i won't be that surprised since ching hong had always have had the shots for guan hui. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever like 19? [Rui Long] No way. He's my jie mei. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 6 and 17 make a good couple? [Evangeline &amp; Renny] Hmm. it's hard to say. Both are really outgoing and happening. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe 3. [Mei Fang] Nice. Sweet. Understanding. Strong. Friendly. Fun. Always there when I needed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think 8 is attractive? [Yi Xin] Yea! Always looking so good. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something about 7. [Yi Han] He's good at Physics. hah. His knowledge amazes me at times. Had been a great help to me during physics lessons when we were sitting with each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know any of 12's family? [Daphne] Of course! Knew her since I was in Pri. Two. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 8's favourite? [Yi Xin] Looking into the mirror. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 11 confesses that he/she likes you? [Pei Han] I'd tell her I love her too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does 15 speak? [Daniel] Fluent English and Mandarin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 9 going out with? [Guan Hui] No one at the moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is 16 now? [Aaron] 19-to-be but he behaves more like NINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to 13? [Shufang] Last week when she came to my house to pass me the money for the bangkok air tickets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's 2 favourite band/singer? [Yuting] HUH. no favourite band la. she adores songs sang by jasmin. and maybe herself as well. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you date 4? [Fiona] I wouldn't mind having someone so sweet and attentive. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you date 7? [Yi Han] We're already at the buddy stage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 15 single? [Daniel] You wish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 10's last name? [Esther] BIMBO Leong Yan Yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever be in a serious relationship with 11? [Pei Han] This is getting insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What school does 3 go to? [Mei Fang] The Ritz Carlton academy. Hah. A place which builds up one's self-esteem, confidence and integrity. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does 6 live? [Evangeline] Bedok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favourite thing about 5? [Hui Yun] Her love for me never died. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagging Esther, Daphne, Fiona, Yi Xin and Eric. Muahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114865824835901064?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/114865824835901064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=114865824835901064' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114865824835901064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114865824835901064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-got-tagged-too.html' title='i&apos;ve got tagged too.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-114804909214027395</id><published>2006-05-19T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T19:28:55.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm leaving on a jet plane...</title><content type='html'>it's confirmed. :)&lt;br /&gt;i'll be hitting bangkok with my bimbo, daph and sf on 12th july, returning on the 16th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally booked the tickets online yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to SPLURGE.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i gotta work really hard from now till july.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting up with the girls at cartel to discuss about our upcoming trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, this whole week had been really hectic and tiring.&lt;br /&gt;did OT EVERYDAY. &lt;br /&gt;well, i certainly don't mind the extra cash (it's 1.5 times by regular pay!) rolling in but i really got drained out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i gotta succumb to reality. &lt;br /&gt;i'll make sure i work doubly hard now and i'll play even harder. &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114804909214027395?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/114804909214027395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=114804909214027395' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114804909214027395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E1E1E1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/green.jpg" height="50" width="50"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are nurturing, kind, and lucky.&lt;br /&gt;Like mother nature, you want to help everyone.&lt;br /&gt;You are good at keeping secrets and tend to be secretive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A seeker of harmony, you are a natural peacemaker.&lt;br /&gt;You are good natured and people enjoy your company.&lt;br /&gt;You put people at ease and make them feel at home with you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/"&gt;The World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114754132483579189?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/114754132483579189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=114754132483579189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114754132483579189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114754132483579189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/05/hmm.html' title='hmm.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-114727216712729551</id><published>2006-05-10T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T22:42:47.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK.</title><content type='html'>this is crap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shut up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just shut up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114727216712729551?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/114727216712729551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=114727216712729551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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weren't any cakes or candles (and we were cheated of our two chocolate brownies), the atmosphere was perfect still.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's the people present that made the gathering a whole lot more fun and enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/10604/640/P1010005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/10604/150/P1010005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i know nixiy doesn't like pizza hut's drumlets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/10604/640/P1010006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/10604/150/P1010006.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nixiy as usual, loves taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;anywhere, anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/10604/640/P1010007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/10604/150/P1010007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our only group photo. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/10604/640/P1010008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/10604/150/P1010008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, our birthday girl all by herself. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114710184929162943?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/114710184929162943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=114710184929162943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114710184929162943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114710184929162943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-birthday-nixiy_114710184929162943.html' title='happy birthday nixiy. :)'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-114657299562900125</id><published>2006-05-02T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T20:29:55.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting down there.</title><content type='html'>i finally understood what fiona is going through.&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;i have the exact same kind of fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear of discovering something very wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself i can't run away forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i have to face up to reality when its smacked right into my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i choose to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114657299562900125?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/114657299562900125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=114657299562900125' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114657299562900125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114657299562900125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/05/getting-down-there.html' title='getting down there.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-114647305560457559</id><published>2006-05-01T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T16:44:15.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever will be, will be.</title><content type='html'>got myself a new skin with the start of a new month.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i needed something refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;had been pretty confused lately.&lt;br /&gt;(yea. when have i not been?)&lt;br /&gt;i need to occupy myself totally so that my thoughts won't wander.&lt;br /&gt;but it's tough.&lt;br /&gt;this whole period is having its effects on me finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling the nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting uptight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe feeling even panicky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray hard that things will turn out okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114647305560457559?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/114647305560457559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=114647305560457559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114647305560457559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114647305560457559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/05/whatever-will-be-will-be.html' title='whatever will be, will be.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-114633101493123378</id><published>2006-04-30T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T01:16:54.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish...</title><content type='html'>for my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;less confused&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be richer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to visit hong kong during july.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that everyone's wishes will all come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114633101493123378?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/114633101493123378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=114633101493123378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114633101493123378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114633101493123378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-wish.html' title='i wish...'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-114596971231453489</id><published>2006-04-25T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T20:55:12.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>superb.</title><content type='html'>today's my second day of work and like yesterday, it was great.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;although i was asked to do no brainer jobs like filing of documents, tearing off the sides of invoices, attaching documents to the invoices, stapling of documents, checking through of documents, i am still very DELIGHTED.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;cuz this has been the type of job i had long wanted to do since my last designation at my previous company, eFusion Solutions.&lt;br /&gt;my previous job was a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't exactly tough but i just had to really work hard everyday in order to meet the submission target set.&lt;br /&gt;my current job as compared is SO relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;i hope it stays this way.&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind performing the same boring duties everyday.&lt;br /&gt;so long i don't need to rack my brains or get stressed up.&lt;br /&gt;and the aunties in my department love me.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;they just can't stop feeding me.&lt;br /&gt;kept stuffing me with breads, biscuits, chocolate sweets and MORE.&lt;br /&gt;and i've been lunching out with a few sweet girls as well.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;i feel so thankful for meeting all these people.&lt;br /&gt;today, i was taught billing!&lt;br /&gt;i then got quite busy after that and had loads of work to clear.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm still glad cuz i can sit there and stone once in awhile and get back to it thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i tried imagining myself doing this for 3 whole months.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;shall see how.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114596971231453489?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/114596971231453489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=114596971231453489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114596971231453489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114596971231453489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/04/superb.html' title='superb.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-114563056599311941</id><published>2006-04-21T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T22:47:16.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nippon, here I come!</title><content type='html'>well. its confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;that i'll be starting work on the coming monday.&lt;br /&gt;at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nipponexpress.com/home/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nippon Express (S) Pte. Ltd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i'm not ready, i feel.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i've rested too long.&lt;br /&gt;BUT. i've signed the agreement today, saying that i'll work for &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at least one month&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i gotta stop having negative thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;i agreed to take up the job solely because transport is provided from tampines central to the main office in changi south and back to tampines again.&lt;br /&gt;this way, i can save &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on transport fees.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;the working hours ain't that long either.&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder if i'd get to meet Japanese cuties like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Takuya Kimura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hideaki Takizawa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in this huge Japanese logistics MNC?&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be busy spying.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm glad i took it up cuz this means i'd be having a stable income and i can get my hands on that pricey Warehouse bag i've set my eyes on pretty soon!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;right now, i'm not looking forward to monday cuz i kept wondering who'd i have lunch with.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;yea. i know it sounds silly talking about this when i've done so many different jobs and had met all kinds of people before and it's not that i'm the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;supershy-don't-dare-to-talk-to-people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kind of girl.&lt;br /&gt;but. i still can't stop worrying can i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if they're all so cliquish and none asks me to lunch with them on monday!&lt;br /&gt;what if none of them don't even bother to look at me.&lt;br /&gt;what if nobody starts to strike a conversation with me to get to know me better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;GRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind has been bombarded with all these stupified thoughts since last night.&lt;br /&gt;i kept telling myself it doesn't matter if nobody wants to eat with me and everyone has their own group of friends and refuse to befriend me, i can just eat by myself which i sorta enjoy and be my own friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i sound like a spoilt primary school kid who refuse to go to school cuz her friends just won't "friend" her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. I'VE DECIDED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my way through on monday.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what happens.&lt;br /&gt;people always say a smile works wonders, ain't it.&lt;br /&gt;i shall not falter in times of difficulties.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114563056599311941?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/114563056599311941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=114563056599311941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114563056599311941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114563056599311941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/04/nippon-here-i-come.html' title='Nippon, here I come!'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-114511962772854163</id><published>2006-04-16T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T00:47:07.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love the good ol' times.</title><content type='html'>finally met up with wenjing today after so long.&lt;br /&gt;and we went kbox together for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;it was really enjoyable as we both liked singing the same genre of songs and we both have the same tastes.&lt;br /&gt;we headed to bugis after that in search of "HER BAG".&lt;br /&gt;the bag that she "die die" wanted.&lt;br /&gt;we couldn't find the exact same one (and i think it's already sold out long ago) but we managed to find another similar-looking one thats as nice and user-friendly enough for her.&lt;br /&gt;finally, we went to bedok's blk. 85 for dinner though we only ate Peanut Tang Yuans over there.&lt;br /&gt;we had rosti at the royals previously so we were both darn full.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we caught up on each other's lives and it feels great to know what has been going on around.&lt;br /&gt;just read fiona's blog and i've got same sentiments as her.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to meet s20 again.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114511962772854163?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-8273134.post-114442316534482538</id><published>2006-04-07T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T23:19:25.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wheeeeee.</title><content type='html'>last night was fun.&lt;br /&gt;had a great time in chinghong's car.&lt;br /&gt;especially when he drove more than 120km/h.&lt;br /&gt;dashing across red lights, zooming down the expressways like the roads were his.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;went to many places, seen pretty ren yaos, watched aeroplanes fly above our heads and visited several ulu scary secluded areas.&lt;br /&gt;oh. and not forgetting the number of times we almost banged into other vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;reached home at about 1+ am.&lt;br /&gt;was really tired but yesterday was superb.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i went to bed at 4+ in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;could have slept all the way till 3 pm today BUT. had to wake up early to meet bliss to get our pay.&lt;br /&gt;and we didn't get it today cuz the whole company's currently busy with all the shifting to the new office, hence delaying our pay.&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't really matter also.&lt;br /&gt;had a good time catching up with bliss.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;we shall hit california fitness and tone away!&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to see huimin on sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114442316534482538?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/114442316534482538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=114442316534482538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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in need of money as we need to satisfy far too many expensive cravings like coach ipod cases, roxy bags, mphosis slip-ons and MORE.&lt;br /&gt;so whoever's looking at this and has got good job lobangs, please come to me NOW.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;we are actually not desperate for jobs and we could jolly well do without one but there are just too many things catching our eyes out there!&lt;br /&gt;and we can't resist the temptation of not owning them.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;bought a zara tank top today.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE it.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114373474851789994?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/114373474851789994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>been slacking at home for days.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy waking up at late hours, having brunch, staring into the computer for God knows how long and going shopping in the malls without students squeezing and banging into me.&lt;br /&gt;in other words, i love my life now.&lt;br /&gt;feeling lazy to start searching for jobs again.&lt;br /&gt;but i know i gotta get myself up and working cuz my bank account's depleting.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i haven't had the time to explore my new &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com.sg/ipod/ipod.html"&gt;iPod video&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;aaron turned up at my house the other day, carrying two iPod videos in his bag, and passed one to me excitedly.&lt;br /&gt;we made plans on buying it together but i was still in the midst of saving up for it.&lt;br /&gt;he suddenly sprang up with it and i'm now in DEBT.&lt;br /&gt;what a strong word eh.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;but i really love the sleek black one i have.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114287336109303106?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/114287336109303106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=114287336109303106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114287336109303106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114287336109303106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/03/perfect-kind-of-life.html' title='the perfect kind of life.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-114248227126933109</id><published>2006-03-16T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T12:14:25.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRY IT!</title><content type='html'>it's very accurate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--ColorQuiz.com code--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=1 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=3 bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com"&gt;&lt;img border=0 alt=ColorQuiz.com src="http://www.colorquiz.com/images/colorquizlogosmall2.gif" width=120 height=32&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;Jasmin took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test!&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Over-imaginative and given to fantasy or day-dream..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com/cgi-bin/results.cgi?do=print_blog&amp;picked1=5,3,4,6,1,0,2,7,1&amp;picked2=4,5,1,6,3,0,7,2,0&amp;sex=f&amp;blog_name=Jasmin"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to read the rest of the results.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--End ColorQuiz.com code--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114248227126933109?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/114248227126933109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=114248227126933109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114248227126933109'/><link rel='self' 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forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;free&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;BEAUTIFUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114191397677314398?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/114191397677314398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=114191397677314398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114191397677314398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114191397677314398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/03/life-feels-good.html' title='life feels good.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-114172789048300514</id><published>2006-03-07T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T18:38:10.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've always believed that all things happen for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;even if they are bad and cause great damages.&lt;br /&gt;it's no use wondering what went wrong or what could have done in order to make things turn out better.&lt;br /&gt;instead, one must learn to take charge and finally, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grow up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;get over it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114172789048300514?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/114172789048300514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=114172789048300514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114172789048300514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114172789048300514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/03/ive-always-believed-that-all-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-114139672209262165</id><published>2006-03-03T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T00:10:34.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>je me tiendrai fort.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;tout que j'ai besoin doit penser a travers completement et explorer toutes les &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;possibilites&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;je dois serieusement passer le temps de &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;qualite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; avec me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;je ne me permettrai pas d'aller mal cette fois ronde. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114139672209262165?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/114139672209262165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=114139672209262165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114139672209262165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/114139672209262165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/03/je-me-tiendrai-fort.html' title='je me tiendrai fort.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-114088408622304136</id><published>2006-02-25T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T00:16:28.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm searching... for me.</title><content type='html'>wonder what's wrong with me these days.&lt;br /&gt;has work worn me out completely and rid me of my usual self?&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't like that in the past.&lt;br /&gt;i used to love everyone else around me and i'm thankful for having them with me.&lt;br /&gt;but nowdays, i just can't bring myself to be "normal" again.&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking too much, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;but i just can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;maybe my period's coming that's why.&lt;br /&gt;and thus i'm now experiencing the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood swings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i do not feel like talking to anyone when i'm home but i'd be glad if a good friend calls me and starts chatting me up.&lt;br /&gt;why do i suddenly feel &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unloved&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;why am i having such negative thoughts about everything?&lt;br /&gt;this is scaring me cuz i do not wish to be like that.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be like in the past, whereby i'm happy everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met meifang just now and i was just so glad to be out with her.&lt;br /&gt;though we didn't meet up for quite some time since both of us started our respective jobs, i could still feel the bond and relationship between us.&lt;br /&gt;unlike my family and i.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i do not know anyone in my family at all.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;i do want to &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; them but i just can't bring myself to smile in front of them like i always did in the past.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's me.&lt;br /&gt;is this the first sign of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;depression&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, back to my day with meifang.&lt;br /&gt;we went to loyang point in search for the Chinese artist who's pretty good at drawing portraits as meifang's giving the drawing to her boyfriend as their anniversary gift.&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for him to finish drawing, we updated each other on our recent doings.&lt;br /&gt;it feels good to know what she has been up to all this while.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;and after that, we went to eat our long-awaited KFC.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and we went to hit the shops which really did cheer me up quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;bought a new pair of peep-toe shoes, 3 CDs, 1 VCD and 1 DVD.&lt;br /&gt;was shopping alone after that at 6+ as meifang left with dennis to celebrate their anniversary in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;finished shopping at 7+ and i waited below aaron's block as he just booked out today.&lt;br /&gt;normally, i'd die to go home after a long day outside.&lt;br /&gt;but today was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;exceptional&lt;/span&gt;, i did not feel like heading for home at all.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i waited for aaron for one hour plus downstairs his block and made myself busy by reading.&lt;br /&gt;i was dying to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;not cuz i've been missing him like hell when he's in army but more of ,e wanting to tell him what has been going through my life and why i'm feeling so weird and abnormal these days.&lt;br /&gt;i broke down in tears while i was telling him how i feel unloved by everyone else and not being able to have someone to talk to was the worst part and all.&lt;br /&gt;i felt much better after telling him everything but i still could not bring myself to be my usual self again.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm lost in a humongous &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maze&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and i need someone to pull me out of it, soon.&lt;br /&gt;i like the old me very much.&lt;br /&gt;one who doesn't get unhappy easily.&lt;br /&gt;one who's always optimistic no matter what happens.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously think there's something wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think it'd be easy for anyone to pull me out of it.&lt;br /&gt;i'd need to &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;help myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114088408622304136?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-114027608262039954</id><published>2006-02-18T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T23:21:22.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's going through their minds.</title><content type='html'>had to go back to office today.&lt;br /&gt;all the nice sayings about working only on alternate saturdays were &lt;strong&gt;crap&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but i would say that january was a good month as i didn't work on a single saturday due to the different events that cropped up like my company's annual dinner and dance and my favourite &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;chinese new year&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;today was another &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;detestable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;bliss wasn't around but i had uncle pat to chat and laugh with.&lt;br /&gt;well, i was thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;mainly because i couldn't stand the loud indian music playing from my team leader's computer.&lt;br /&gt;it affected my composure while making calls and most importantly, i couldn't hear what my customers were saying clearly and i even had to stick one finger into one side of my ear while talking to them.&lt;br /&gt;normally when my team leader was around (she wasn't around today as she had to go for training), we'd be listening to perfect 10.&lt;br /&gt;but today, she "took charge" and assumed that we, like her, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the indian music.&lt;br /&gt;i apparently &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dislike&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;not because its an indian song, but more of it being loud and disturbing, causing me to lose concentration of what i was doing.&lt;br /&gt;besides, she did not spare a thought for the non-chinese sitting in the office like myself and uncle pat.&lt;br /&gt;i'm proud to declare that i'm a Chinese, and a hardworking one too.&lt;br /&gt;at least i don't sit around in the office and mess with my team leader's computer, print out useless, nonsensical lame jokes or talk on the phone pretending to be busy but obviously not or worse still, act so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;indignant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about myself.&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i managed to finish my stuffs quite early and i left on the dot.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to get out of the office.&lt;br /&gt;i found out that i really quite like elsie, my new friend.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;i don't know exactly what's so wonderful about her that made me feel drawn towards her.&lt;br /&gt;but maybe it's due to the fact that we're still young and we probably could understand each other more.&lt;br /&gt;feels good to have her around.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope she leaves the company soon because given her character, calibre and skills, she'd be better off somewhere else where she doesn't need to slave her life away and only get that meagre sum of money.&lt;br /&gt;like what she told me before, it's not all about the money.&lt;br /&gt;but, i can't find any good reason why she should stay on with those kind of dangerous two-faced freaks around her who only know how to suck up to the bosses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;YOU SHOULD GO GIRL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, enough about today.&lt;br /&gt;finally met up with fiona yesterday after &lt;em&gt;SO LONG!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was great doing shopping with her and trying on so many clothes together.&lt;br /&gt;oh. and i realised a tiny secret of hers.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;i think you know what i'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;*grins*&lt;br /&gt;bought a 50% discounted giordano jeans, two ebase tops that cost $25 altogether and a $14 pepper plus top!&lt;br /&gt;i absolutely love my cheap buys.&lt;br /&gt;it's the end of season sales and practically every single shop in tampines mall is having huge sales!&lt;br /&gt;but i have to control myself already.&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna end up with zero cent in my account.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty tired today and i'm enjoying my barbara delinsky's book right now!&lt;br /&gt;going offline soon to finish up the book and i can't wait to move on to nicholas sparks' the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;seven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; more working days to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-114027608262039954?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/114027608262039954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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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-8273134.post-113967691777514243</id><published>2006-02-12T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:42:24.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a dog-eat-dog world out there.</title><content type='html'>today was a bloody fucked up day as well.&lt;br /&gt;had to go back to office to help out with courier-ing cuz elsie (the girl who handles all incoming and outgoing couriers of my department) is currently in bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;it was wonderful to have bliss around to help out as well.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was absolutely &lt;strong&gt;horrendous&lt;/strong&gt; because EVERYTHING went WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe not all, but the most important part which is the typing of reports part went hay-wired.&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to do up &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NINE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; freaking reports which i've never ever done before in my whole entire life and i've only seen elsie did it &lt;strong&gt;TWICE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and at the same time while doing the nine reports, i'm supposed to put the right rider report in the right stack of couriers for the right courier company. (my company is very NGIAO, so we actually have three diferent courier companies doing the couriers for us)&lt;br /&gt;and i'm actually supposed to calculate the percentage of morning, afternoon and night couriers to go to the right company.&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday, when the three different guys from the respective courier companies came, wanting to pick up the couriers, i wasn't even ready at all.&lt;br /&gt;the rider reports weren't even done, let alone the sorting.&lt;br /&gt;and so, i became very stressed and felt rushed obviously.&lt;br /&gt;hence, i became confused of what i'm doing and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;voila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, everything's messed up.&lt;br /&gt;the riders took the wrong stack of couriers, matched with the wrong rider report.&lt;br /&gt;after that bliss and i almost had to call back the courier guys to change all the couriers and reports.&lt;br /&gt;but it was good that the courier companies would help us re-schedule the jobs.&lt;br /&gt;and today was another hectic day.&lt;br /&gt;i've suddenly seen the TRUE COLOURS of the people in my company.&lt;br /&gt;some are really nice but some are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;absolute shit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;there was this lady whom i thought was quite kind and sweet, turned out to be quite a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;she promised to help bliss and i with courier returns today but she was in the fulfillment room playing with the stupid computer.&lt;br /&gt;all talk but no action.&lt;br /&gt;and she offered to help me "settle" the pile of missed jobs but guess what.&lt;br /&gt;she left those pile on a sales agent's table and i found out only after she left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my team leader and manager were on course today, so she just stared in front of the computer the whole day and God knows what she was doing.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really quite sick of the people around.&lt;br /&gt;there was this sales agent team leader who came to tell bliss and i off cuz she insists of extending the time in which we take in couriers but the &lt;strong&gt;old&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;naive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DUMB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lady simply don't understand the dangers of the time extension.&lt;br /&gt;it causes the NINE reports to be delayed, thus delaying the sending out of couriers.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i'd have three different courier companies calling up to chase after my couriers.&lt;br /&gt;overall, it means SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;i was being rushed like hell yesterday when elsie wasn't around and i couldn't take the stress at all.&lt;br /&gt;but i know that i can do it if given ample time.&lt;br /&gt;in short, i really detest the people there.&lt;br /&gt;hate all of them except for the few kind souls.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for 28th Feb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-113967691777514243?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/113967691777514243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=113967691777514243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113967691777514243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113967691777514243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-dog-eat-dog-world-out-there.html' title='it&apos;s a dog-eat-dog world out there.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-113958506345720382</id><published>2006-02-10T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T23:24:23.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i broke down when i reached home after work today.&lt;br /&gt;it's a long story.&lt;br /&gt;shall go sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;not in the mood to think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-113958506345720382?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/113958506345720382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=113958506345720382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113958506345720382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113958506345720382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-broke-down-when-i-reached-home-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-113941163697215423</id><published>2006-02-08T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T23:13:57.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loneliness is always looking for a friend.</title><content type='html'>today was a very tiring day at work.&lt;br /&gt;had 14 submissions and i'm so damn proud of myself being the TOP submittor in my department today.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;but i thought of myself being lucky as i received alot of couriers i sent out previously.&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;i get satisfied when i've got a high submission rate.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, i'm so stressed out!&lt;br /&gt;well, i do admit that this gives me satisfaction at times but i'd go crazy if i have to check through dumb apps. everyday.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i gotta go sleep soon, else i'll be groggy tomorow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-113941163697215423?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/113941163697215423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=113941163697215423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113941163697215423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113941163697215423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/02/loneliness-is-always-looking-for.html' title='loneliness is always looking for a friend.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i've still got a choice and i now know clearly that in the near future when i step out to work after university, i definitely won't choose an office job.&lt;br /&gt;what i'm doing now isn't exactly administrative work.&lt;br /&gt;instead, it's something much more profound which i find no interest in.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, bliss and i briefly mentioned to our manager that we'll be quitting soon and she said we have to tell her ONE WHOLE MONTH in advance.&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;the employment letter given to us stated otherwise, saying that 2 weeks would be more than enough.&lt;br /&gt;i think she's doing it on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;a retard won't even require such a long period of time to look for two other people to take over our duties.&lt;br /&gt;well, i chose not to argue with her and simply mumbled an "ookay" and she said we should work till end of February and then we'll get our whole month's pay on March 7. (cuz everyone gets paid on the 7th of every month)&lt;br /&gt;and today after we talked to her, i felt her eyes on me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;bleah.&lt;br /&gt;well, as what daph said, i shouldn't care and think about it at all.&lt;br /&gt;for now, i'll just concentrate on working hard for this one month and look forward to getting paid on March 7 though it seems quite far.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, something to look forward to will be getting paid for the month of January on February 7!&lt;br /&gt;cheerios.&lt;br /&gt;hope i get loads of money. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm gonna start sourcing for jobs that allow me to start on the 1st of March onwards.&lt;br /&gt;i'm hoping to be able to work in Changi Airport or Tampines Techpark.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;i hope my dream will come true this time round.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-113880086325735454?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-113828860932044865</id><published>2006-01-26T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T23:16:49.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exhausted.</title><content type='html'>i'm totally drained out.&lt;br /&gt;well, almost.&lt;br /&gt;today was quite slack for the first half of the day, but as it got nearer to six, i became super busy and was very much stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;i had to call customers whom my colleagues signed up for at the suntec city roadshow yesterday and had to busy myself by arranging couriers to collect the documents and application forms from them.&lt;br /&gt;a whole load of people were busy with cny preparations and i don't blame them for it as i think my family would be too.&lt;br /&gt;qite a number asked me to call them back after cny to further confirm the time for courier and blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;and what does this mean?&lt;br /&gt;i'd have a whole pile of work waiting for me after i enjoy my long break.&lt;br /&gt;still, i'm looking forward to cny, my favourite public holiday of the entire year!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-113828860932044865?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/113828860932044865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=113828860932044865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113828860932044865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113828860932044865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/01/exhausted.html' title='exhausted.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-113802756412443704</id><published>2006-01-23T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T22:46:04.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala.</title><content type='html'>i finally feel happy after working for so long in efusion.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because i left promptly at six o clock today.&lt;br /&gt;i finished packing my bag at 5.55pm and was very proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;today was much busier than the previous days as i had more work to do as auntie rose who was also handling flowbacks from the bank wasn't around.&lt;br /&gt;and at the same time, i had to help with updating of the database as well.&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;but luckily i did it pretty quickly and bliss and i zoomed off at six immediately, saying goodbyes to everyone chirpily.&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling that some people aren't quite happy about us leaving so on time cuz everyone says that the people in fulfillment team &lt;strong&gt;USUALLY&lt;/strong&gt; stay on all the way till &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;this is absolute madness.&lt;br /&gt;staying till seven makes me go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;eight will drive me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, very happy that i've got alot of submissions today.&lt;br /&gt;oh! and bliss and i are confirmed getting our pay on the 7th of feb!&lt;br /&gt;one more thing to add.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be having a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;half day&lt;/span&gt; on friday!&lt;br /&gt;HURRAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-113802756412443704?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/113802756412443704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=113802756412443704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113802756412443704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113802756412443704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/01/lalala.html' title='lalala.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-113793798304557402</id><published>2006-01-22T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T21:53:03.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreading.</title><content type='html'>i've decided to continue working all the way till &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7th feb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which is pay day.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be talking to my team leader tmr, gonna give her some dumb excuse so that i can escape from OT. (that is, if i'm expected to do it when required.)&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna work myself to death.&lt;br /&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;i'm only awaiting for my results.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna work in that company forever.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;kept reminding myself to work hard and tolerate cuz of the good money.&lt;br /&gt;yes. i'm gonna survive.&lt;br /&gt;and i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; survive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-113793798304557402?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/113793798304557402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=113793798304557402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113793798304557402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113793798304557402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/01/dreading.html' title='dreading.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-113791443238302010</id><published>2006-01-22T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T17:53:33.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovely.</title><content type='html'>i love my new skin.&lt;br /&gt;it looks so BEAUTIFUL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-113791443238302010?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/113791443238302010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=113791443238302010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113791443238302010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113791443238302010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/01/lovely.html' title='lovely.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-113742080205373005</id><published>2006-01-16T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T14:08:14.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>patience.</title><content type='html'>okay. today's my first day of work at efusion.&lt;br /&gt;being a fulfillment officer, i need to check through customers' credit card application forms and make sure all the required documents are there.&lt;br /&gt;well. it was really an exciting day for me.&lt;br /&gt;time passed very quickly as i checked and called up certain customers.&lt;br /&gt;good that time passes very quickly, or else, i'll probably just die there.&lt;br /&gt;and i cannot imagine myself doing the same thing everyday all the way till june.&lt;br /&gt;i can't! i'm not cut out for office jobs.&lt;br /&gt;i need to move around. like i was selling uni last time. heh.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't dare to look around or speak too much for fear of attention.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;if not for the pay, i won't be going to bed and getting myself ready for work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;by the way, came home with ph and daph just now which made my whole journey seemed fast and enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;it so happened that both of them are working in raffles place as well and guess what. we all have the same working hours! lol.&lt;br /&gt;we're just located in different buildings.&lt;br /&gt;i got to know a girl, called Bliss, who's also waiting for her 'a' levels results and she's also a fulfillment officer like me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so thankful for having her around or else i'd be busy fretting over whom to have lunch with.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i hope tommorow will be a better day.&lt;br /&gt;daph said all first weeks are like that.&lt;br /&gt;but i still do hope mine's not the typical kind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-113742080205373005?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/113742080205373005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=113742080205373005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113742080205373005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113742080205373005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/01/patience.html' title='patience.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-113680284318691947</id><published>2006-01-09T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T18:34:03.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GET OUT OF MY LIFE.</title><content type='html'>WHY CAN'T YOU JUST LEAVE US ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;YOU BASTARD.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T NEED YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-113680284318691947?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/113680284318691947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=113680284318691947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113680284318691947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113680284318691947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2006/01/get-out-of-my-life.html' title='GET OUT OF MY LIFE.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-113585075882189844</id><published>2005-12-29T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T18:12:07.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pinkalicious!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v126/simplesimplegirl/13130_MotImage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v126/simplesimplegirl/13133_MotImage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my new pink razr. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-113585075882189844?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/113585075882189844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=113585075882189844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113585075882189844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113585075882189844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/12/pinkalicious_29.html' title='pinkalicious!'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-113492101843556153</id><published>2005-12-18T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T23:50:18.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GET LOST.</title><content type='html'>shut up.&lt;br /&gt;i don't need ANYTHING from YOU at all.&lt;br /&gt;stay away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're like a Dementor.&lt;br /&gt;you suck all my happiness away and leave me feeling pain-stricken and cold and emotionless.&lt;br /&gt;no. you're not like one.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE ONE.&lt;br /&gt;GO AWAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-113492101843556153?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/113492101843556153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=113492101843556153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113492101843556153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113492101843556153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/12/get-lost.html' title='GET LOST.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-113431793698123830</id><published>2005-12-12T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T00:18:57.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>voila.</title><content type='html'>didn't blog for many days.&lt;br /&gt;had fallen sick (though still am) and i was only interested in playing silly online games and not anything else. heh.&lt;br /&gt;had a high fever (i guess 39.2 degrees is considered high huh.) and all the other sicknesses just came along.&lt;br /&gt;flu, sorethroat, cough, body aches, everything just struck me at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;and for a moment, i thought i might have contracted Dengue Fever (though i still am suspecting right now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i can't wait to develop all the prom and guitar farewell's photos i took earlier.&lt;br /&gt;i think it'd be a totally different feel looking at them this way.&lt;br /&gt;luckily i didn't have to work these few days or i'd have died.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to christmas shopping though i've not gotten anything for anyone. oops.&lt;br /&gt;but the drum starts rolling once i recover. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-113431793698123830?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/113431793698123830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=113431793698123830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113431793698123830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113431793698123830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/12/voila.html' title='voila.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-113396910799606351</id><published>2005-12-07T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T23:25:13.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROM.</title><content type='html'>it was a great night.&lt;br /&gt;though it rained quite heavily after that.&lt;br /&gt;spent most of the time while waiting snapping photos.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm sorta upset still.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i kinda took less photos than i'd expected to. heh.&lt;br /&gt;will upload them later on. :)&lt;br /&gt;and i also feel slightly regretful not having took photos with certain people.&lt;br /&gt;well well. i guess mourning over it now is quite redundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, has been working for the past few days and though i'm not working everyday consecutively, i still am pretty worn out!&lt;br /&gt;will be resting the whole day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to staying home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-113396910799606351?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/113396910799606351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=113396910799606351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113396910799606351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113396910799606351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/12/prom.html' title='PROM.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-113310111396899905</id><published>2005-11-27T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T22:18:34.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love TAO ZHE.</title><content type='html'>i told myself i gotta blog this no matter how tired i am today.&lt;br /&gt;i went for Tao Zhe's concert yesterday with Est n pH. :)&lt;br /&gt;it was simply FABULOUS i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;the music was great. the band was nice. and obviously, tao zhe rocked.&lt;br /&gt;every note he sang was of a perfect note and we regretted not paying $30 more for the most expensive $168 tickets!&lt;br /&gt;if we had bought the $168 tickets, we could have TOUCHED him. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. it was a concert that had blown me off totally.&lt;br /&gt;it was better than what i had expected it to be.&lt;br /&gt;and the amount of songs he sang sums up to twenty or even more.&lt;br /&gt;it was worth every cent.&lt;br /&gt;the next time he drops by, i'll definitely go watch him again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i'll probably go ga ga over him for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;never been so crazy before. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-113310111396899905?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/113310111396899905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=113310111396899905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113310111396899905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113310111396899905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-love-tao-zhe.html' title='i love TAO ZHE.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-113249879915352980</id><published>2005-11-20T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T22:59:59.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck.</title><content type='html'>my legs are aching.&lt;br /&gt;non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;aching for almost four consecutive days.&lt;br /&gt;they are giving way soon.&lt;br /&gt;now. i finally understand the true meaning of shopping till one drops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-113249879915352980?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/113249879915352980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=113249879915352980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113249879915352980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113249879915352980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/11/fuck.html' title='fuck.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-113213892497228626</id><published>2005-11-16T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T21:02:18.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>final.</title><content type='html'>over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not exactly in the happiest mood to do crazy things.&lt;br /&gt;i've got alot going through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm freaking scared that i won't do well for physics.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't feel a sense of security after i finished paper three today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm only gonna allow myself to dwell for this TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i'm gonna enjoy the aftermath of 'A's after i had studied so long.&lt;br /&gt;it's time to give myself a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those friends who are not done with their exams, go on and push yourself to the limits. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who has finished, it's PARTY TIME. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-113213892497228626?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/113213892497228626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=113213892497228626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113213892497228626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113213892497228626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/11/final.html' title='final.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-113005698502432038</id><published>2005-10-23T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T16:43:05.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soon.</title><content type='html'>i haven't blogged in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;had been really busy rushing in and out of tan tock seng hospital visitng my grandma who's currently still lying in the SICU.&lt;br /&gt;well. i've got so much to say. so much to complain i don't know how to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sum it all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate those who refuse to give her a chance to live on.&lt;br /&gt;(they want to so called end her misery by removing the tube which helps her to breathe cuz she's got a weak heart.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate those who preached my grandma when she was lying on the bed in pain and still yet asked her repeatedly whether she wants baptism when she can't even speak cuz of the tube inserted through her mouth to her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate those who think they are so wise at making decisions but in fact, they have no idea how dumb and ignorant they are.&lt;br /&gt;she still wants to live. she shook her head when my uncle told her that if the tube is to be removed, she would be in danger.&lt;br /&gt;she shook her head impying that she still wants to live on!&lt;br /&gt;those DUMB people who insist on taking out the tube and not attaching another one through her neck to aid her breathe, i don't know what else to say.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO. it's &lt;strong&gt;MURDER&lt;/strong&gt; we're talking about here.&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wish to hate any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis told me that sheng lao bing si is all part of life and we gotta learn to accept it the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;but. i just can't.&lt;br /&gt;since we have to die one day, why be borne into this world still?&lt;br /&gt;when one goes, he/she leaves behind tons of people who love him/her.&lt;br /&gt;it's really traumatising and upsetting not only for the one who leaves but also, for those left behind.&lt;br /&gt;had been thinking alot about life and death recently.&lt;br /&gt;scares me at times.&lt;br /&gt;and i've also learnt to treasure everyone around me even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon. there are many people who are going to be heartbroken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-113005698502432038?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/113005698502432038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=113005698502432038' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113005698502432038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/113005698502432038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/10/soon.html' title='soon.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-112952623650178647</id><published>2005-10-17T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T13:17:16.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>run! run! RUN!</title><content type='html'>it's the final lap already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna be the last of the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sprint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112952623650178647?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112952623650178647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112952623650178647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112952623650178647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112952623650178647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/10/run-run-run.html' title='run! run! RUN!'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-112929478443575862</id><published>2005-10-14T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T14:27:18.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a letdown.</title><content type='html'>i no longer have anything to say.&lt;br /&gt;it &lt;strong&gt;doesn't matter anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to have so much hopes, wishing that we'll still be able to spend quality time together, even after negative events.&lt;br /&gt;but this time round, i've really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;given up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i no longer have the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;niave&lt;/span&gt; thoughts anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pained&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;right through my heart.&lt;br /&gt;how can a person have such drastic changes within such a short period of time?&lt;br /&gt;it scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i'm no longer angry.&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;aghast&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;words can't describe how &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dismayed&lt;/span&gt; i am.&lt;br /&gt;i won't give a damn anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112929478443575862?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112929478443575862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112929478443575862' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112929478443575862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112929478443575862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-letdown.html' title='what a letdown.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-112858337302535202</id><published>2005-10-06T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T15:22:53.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be like my Bello.</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to YOU!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to YOU!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to youuuuuuuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to FIONA! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 18th Birthday girl.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to say.&lt;br /&gt;just want you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;don't always ponder too much.&lt;br /&gt;just stay optimistic. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. glad you like the flowers. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112858337302535202?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112858337302535202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112858337302535202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112858337302535202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112858337302535202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/10/be-like-my-bello.html' title='be like my Bello.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-112840099181631037</id><published>2005-10-04T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T12:44:07.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sha la la.</title><content type='html'>i'm so freaking tired.&lt;br /&gt;someone save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a wise decision.&lt;br /&gt;shan't work on 12th Nov.&lt;br /&gt;(who in the right mind will work on that day when he/she has SIX heavy A Level papers on 14th, 15th and 16th Nov repectively?!)&lt;br /&gt;though i was quite tempted by the amount of money earned for the mere three hours, i've decided i'm gonna be a good girl and just stay home and study all the wayyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna end up in regrets.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the feeling of not doing enough to attain the grades that i yearn for.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, this time round, i'm gonna make sure that i leave nothing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112840099181631037?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112840099181631037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112840099181631037' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112840099181631037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112840099181631037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/10/sha-la-la.html' title='Sha la la.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-112771162488935570</id><published>2005-09-26T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T13:15:34.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the smiles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v126/simplesimplegirl/estdaphme3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v126/simplesimplegirl/estdaphme2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v126/simplesimplegirl/estdaphme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v126/simplesimplegirl/estme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. love this pic the most. hor bimbo? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with my bimbo and daph yesterday. had really great fun gossiping and snapping shots. lalala. though i can't go out, was really glad that they came over to entertain me. :) and est as usual still very bimbotic la. (or else how to be my bimbo.) my goodness. and daph is seriously getting thinner and thinner. you gotta eat more girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. please wait for me to recover totally and we'll resume our shopping trips ok! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112771162488935570?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112771162488935570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112771162488935570' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112771162488935570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112771162488935570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/09/smiles.html' title='the smiles.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-112739808986864475</id><published>2005-09-22T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T22:08:09.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simplicity.</title><content type='html'>suddenly. i had the urge to own a simplified blog. (like yt and est)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of one with all the twirly-wirlys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this looks different from what i used to had eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112739808986864475?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112739808986864475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112739808986864475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112739808986864475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112739808986864475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/09/simplicity.html' title='simplicity.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-112727653906378295</id><published>2005-09-21T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T12:22:19.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for now only.</title><content type='html'>yay. finished prelims yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know exactly what's ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't afford to lose my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought quite abit last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't have the time to sort out my thoughts for the past few weeks or so because i was only busy studying, and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd been so naive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoping and wishing that things will still be the same like in the past.&lt;br /&gt;but. i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;things do change overtime.&lt;br /&gt;and it's not within my control.&lt;br /&gt;i can't stop something from happening just because i don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;and what's with all the ***d** in this world.&lt;br /&gt;fck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna turn into a superhero and wipe out their entire clans!&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112727653906378295?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112727653906378295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112727653906378295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112727653906378295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112727653906378295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/09/for-now-only.html' title='for now only.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-112667559122350665</id><published>2005-09-14T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T13:30:22.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taking a break.</title><content type='html'>whoa. the past few days had been absolute hell for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had no idea how i managed to survive actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were so much to read through again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prelims' gonna be over soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but. the worst is yet to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112667559122350665?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112667559122350665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112667559122350665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112667559122350665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112667559122350665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/09/taking-break.html' title='taking a break.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-112532279386071964</id><published>2005-08-29T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T21:39:53.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOA.</title><content type='html'>i declare that i ain't gonna give up so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i'm on the verge of breaking down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112532279386071964?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-112444141922035458</id><published>2005-08-19T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T16:50:19.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>m.i.a.</title><content type='html'>haven't blogged for quite sometime.&lt;br /&gt;this week was hell.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess next week's gonna be much worse.&lt;br /&gt;well well, i'm gonna be strong and get through all the shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. the weekend's here!&lt;br /&gt;this means that:&lt;br /&gt;i can stay home.&lt;br /&gt;i don't need to walk around with my crutches.&lt;br /&gt;my arms won't ache.&lt;br /&gt;i don't need to exert any force with my injured leg.&lt;br /&gt;i'm safe from all the "external threats" from the outside world. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. back to my books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112444141922035458?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112444141922035458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112444141922035458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112444141922035458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112444141922035458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/08/mia.html' title='m.i.a.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-112365299820197431</id><published>2005-08-10T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T13:53:27.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck.</title><content type='html'>i don't know what went wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;i only wanted to stand up and go to the kitchen yesterday and i twisted my left leg.&lt;br /&gt;it isn't only twisted, the bone in there has chipped.&lt;br /&gt;splitted.&lt;br /&gt;torn.&lt;br /&gt;and my slit is bigger than any normal person's.&lt;br /&gt;i need at least three months to recover totally.&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;i'm excused from PE for 30 days but i ain't happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;i can also skip school on the coming thursday and friday but still, i don't feel a slight tinge of happiness at all.&lt;br /&gt;i can't walk properly without my crutches.&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;i'm crying non-stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112365299820197431?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112365299820197431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112365299820197431' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112365299820197431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112365299820197431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/08/fuck.html' title='fuck.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-112323770204309047</id><published>2005-08-05T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T18:28:22.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh well...</title><content type='html'>in every kind of situation, it always takes two hands to clap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things always do not turn out the way we want them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's always full of surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it requires us to discover the artistry ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;imagination alone is not adequate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only believe in myself and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112323770204309047?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112323770204309047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112323770204309047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112323770204309047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112323770204309047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/08/oh-well.html' title='oh well...'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-112288749688794312</id><published>2005-08-01T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T17:11:36.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're one year older!</title><content type='html'>happy birthday meifang! :)&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to you.&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to you.&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to youuuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you like the things we got for you! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112288749688794312?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112288749688794312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112288749688794312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112288749688794312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112288749688794312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/08/youre-one-year-older.html' title='you&apos;re one year older!'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-112253945012809242</id><published>2005-07-28T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T16:30:50.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can feel the intensity...</title><content type='html'>everything's moving so fast i can't breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've awoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain't gonna dream anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's not so simple afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only the best survives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112253945012809242?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112253945012809242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112253945012809242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112253945012809242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112253945012809242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-can-feel-intensity.html' title='i can feel the intensity...'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-112218445407904224</id><published>2005-07-24T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T13:57:04.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>many thanks to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my sis and my mom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for getting a new digi. cam for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yuting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for getting me my ever-first scent: adidas fruity rhythm. (i love it! cuz it's so xiang! lols.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meifang, nixiy, fiona, guanhui, eileen and huiyun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the nice adidas handbag and fox women top. (though it's kinda big and can drop if being pulled. lols. but still can wear! so... thanks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;jacob&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;who kept my spirits high during tuition yesterday. (i had dreaded tuition so much cuz i didn't want myself to be upset on my birthday.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for getting me the red-coloured gameboy advance that i had always drooled about whenever seeing it displayed in the game stores. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dearest friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who have had wished me a Happy Birthday. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112218445407904224?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112218445407904224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112218445407904224' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112218445407904224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112218445407904224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/07/many-thanks-to.html' title='many thanks to...'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-112186975676811506</id><published>2005-07-20T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T22:29:16.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>finally met up with yuting today. :)&lt;br /&gt;we went piggin' out at Pizza Hut! mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;walked around tm searching for presents and i had so much fun catching up with her. :)&lt;br /&gt;though we have not met for quite sometime, we could still talk non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;so fun so fun. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays. there's a HUGE moth (yes. the one i always see around in school) in my house right now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm hiding from it.&lt;br /&gt;not gonna step outta my room one step.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112186975676811506?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112186975676811506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112186975676811506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112186975676811506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112186975676811506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-112157864457820301</id><published>2005-07-17T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T13:37:24.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahem.</title><content type='html'>was out since morning yesterday and i was super tired cuz i went to soooo many places!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first stop was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;East Coast Park&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(my sis pulled me down early in the morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Changi General Hospital&lt;/span&gt; to visit my sis' bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third was back to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt; to meet my mom for lunch at deli! (the potato gratin's still swiming inside)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with fiona. went to shop around and the neoprint we took turned out to be so horrendous. (we weren't warmed-up enough, were we?) lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! and we went back to the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;pasar malam&lt;/span&gt; located at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt; and bought lotsa food to go home and pig out. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. gonna upload the neoprint we took yesterday later.&lt;br /&gt;lazy to do it now. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was reminded by fiona how much work has to be completed during weekend!&lt;br /&gt;gonna start now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i saw ting yesterday! so coincidental la. :)&lt;br /&gt;yay. i'm looking forward to wed liao. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112157864457820301?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112157864457820301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112157864457820301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112157864457820301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112157864457820301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/07/ahem.html' title='ahem.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-112141907765960167</id><published>2005-07-15T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T17:17:57.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop irking me.</title><content type='html'>i don't want to reach the juncture where i don't even feel like looking at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't make me piqued anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just go away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. you. go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't nullify the beautiful memories we once had and enjoyed together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112141907765960167?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112141907765960167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112141907765960167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112141907765960167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112141907765960167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/07/stop-irking-me.html' title='stop irking me.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-112135155696835048</id><published>2005-07-14T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T22:32:37.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rotten.</title><content type='html'>i hate hearsay. &lt;br /&gt;i hate it. hate it hate it hate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go somewhere faraway where nobody can find me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate people making assumptions. &lt;br /&gt;i hate it. hate it hate it hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't come near me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when things don't go the way i want them to. &lt;br /&gt;i hate it. hate it hate it hate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112135155696835048?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112135155696835048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112135155696835048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112135155696835048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112135155696835048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/07/rotten.html' title='rotten.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-112098061042027072</id><published>2005-07-10T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T16:11:54.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://home.ripway.com/2005-7/348052/Chu_Ci_Zhi_Wai.wmv" autoplay="true" loop="false" hidden="false" volume="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112098061042027072?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112098061042027072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112098061042027072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112098061042027072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112098061042027072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/07/ahhh.html' title='AHHH!'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-112082650109263943</id><published>2005-07-08T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:41:41.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poof.</title><content type='html'>got back all my results... think it's the worst exam i've ever sat for. &lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm sick again.&lt;br /&gt;wonders what's wrong with my body. lols.&lt;br /&gt;i normally ain't like that.&lt;br /&gt;oh. i'm dreading tuition tmr. &lt;br /&gt;wanna die. &lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;but i want to at the same time cuz i wanna learn vectors. lols.&lt;br /&gt;never mind. &lt;br /&gt;from now, i swear that whenever i go for tuition, i'll concentrate fully. &lt;br /&gt;yup. &lt;br /&gt;one more thing. i cried last night. lols.&lt;br /&gt;mf, fiona, nixiy and gh will know y. &lt;br /&gt;so embarrassing. lols.&lt;br /&gt;and it's the first time in my life that i ever broke down for a stranger. &lt;br /&gt;got a clue?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112082650109263943?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112082650109263943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112082650109263943' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112082650109263943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112082650109263943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/07/poof.html' title='poof.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-112055374154716818</id><published>2005-07-05T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T16:55:41.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so icky.</title><content type='html'>went to school feeling so lethargic today. &lt;br /&gt;was almost late for school! phew.&lt;br /&gt;got back maths and physics today.&lt;br /&gt;decided to mug real hard. (though i'm still slacking here.)&lt;br /&gt;i gotta pack up my feelings and start doing reflections already. &lt;br /&gt;boo. &lt;br /&gt;oh! and the cheesy chicken royale is still floating around in my stomache. &lt;br /&gt;gotta run it away later. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112055374154716818?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112055374154716818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112055374154716818' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112055374154716818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112055374154716818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-icky.html' title='so icky.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-112040289772476776</id><published>2005-07-03T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T23:01:37.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something refreshing.</title><content type='html'>yay. i've got a new skin! :)&lt;br /&gt;and this commenting system is definitely gonna be quite sturdy i believe. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112040289772476776?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112040289772476776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112040289772476776' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112040289772476776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112040289772476776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/07/something-refreshing.html' title='something refreshing.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273134.post-112028192001814949</id><published>2005-07-02T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T13:25:20.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grrrrrrr.</title><content type='html'>did i mention that the commenting system i'm currently using is quite shoddy? &lt;br /&gt;never mind.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to hunt for a new system.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112028192001814949?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112028192001814949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112028192001814949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112028192001814949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112028192001814949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/07/grrrrrrr.html' title='grrrrrrr.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-112023419577670322</id><published>2005-07-01T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T00:09:55.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've got nothing to say.</title><content type='html'>i don't wanna believe it's true. &lt;br /&gt;and i hope it's not.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be strong. &lt;br /&gt;i will be. &lt;br /&gt;i don't give a damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112023419577670322?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112023419577670322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112023419577670322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112023419577670322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112023419577670322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/07/ive-got-nothing-to-say.html' title='i&apos;ve got nothing to say.'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-112006553485709821</id><published>2005-06-30T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T01:18:54.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me what it feels like to be free...</title><content type='html'>exams are over.&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;gonna have a helluva great time before i start mugging again.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;off to my bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-112006553485709821?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/112006553485709821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=112006553485709821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112006553485709821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/112006553485709821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/06/tell-me-what-it-feels-like-to-be-free.html' title='tell me what it feels like to be free...'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</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-8273134.post-111959828518619731</id><published>2005-06-24T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T15:31:25.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paradoxical.</title><content type='html'>the june holidays are soon gonna come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;this june, i've seen and learnt alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've been taught to see things in a totally different perspective. &lt;br /&gt;i've also learnt to understand people around me better. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing and hearing so much are intimidating me.&lt;br /&gt;it scares me just to think how people can change so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i guess this is reality i gotta learn to face up to.&lt;br /&gt;things are changing every minute, every day. &lt;br /&gt;people too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one can never hold on to the impossible truth.&lt;br /&gt;but letting go is definitely gonna be harder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's all these rantings about.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;when can i stop being sick. &lt;br /&gt;grrrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling better after whining. &lt;br /&gt;back to my books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*POOF*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-111959828518619731?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/111959828518619731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=111959828518619731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/111959828518619731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8273134-111919270823737547?l=ilnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/feeds/111919270823737547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273134&amp;postID=111919270823737547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/111919270823737547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273134/posts/default/111919270823737547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilnew.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Jasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290296860242653192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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