<?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-530860806571032750</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:13:14.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>labyrinthine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-2712077848225926359</id><published>2009-05-21T11:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T11:47:57.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AMKhubftw!</title><content type='html'>totally weird things that can occur among friends, part one:&lt;br /&gt;and MSN conversation between me and Eggy.&lt;br /&gt;[edited some parts of it, sensitive issues]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Start Time: 10:48:37; End Time: 11:25:07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (10:48:44)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;You there?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (10:48:51)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;yes! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (10:48:58)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Talk here easier.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (10:48:58)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;emmie didnt pick up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (10:49:03)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;no reply from her either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (10:49:07)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;:/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (10:49:12)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Eleanor's exams over le ma!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (10:49:20)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (10:49:30)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;:/ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (10:49:35)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;ooookaaaaaaaay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (10:50:04)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;you try sms her, like, asking, "are you exam over, want to go out today?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (10:50:39)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (10:50:41)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (10:55:00)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;smsing themmmmm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (10:56:39)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;me: "hihihihihihi, [EMM]-what time do your lessons end today? [ELE]-have your midyears ended? [BOTH]-ps, i'm super kiasu, even sms must save. LOL."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (10:57:47)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;LOL. :X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:00:45)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;this rule, i hereby hail asiasoft as king of all games.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:00:55)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Dear Maplers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be informed that there will be a MapleSEA Episode 2 Major Content Update from the 20th May 2009, 2300hrs to 21st May 2009, 0600hrs (+8 GMT).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:00:55)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Uhhh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:01:05)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Update: The patch has been scheduled to commence on 21st May 2009, from 0300hrs to 1000hrs (+8 GMT)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:01:09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;a few hours later...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:01:34)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Update: The patch has been extended to 1400hrs (+8 GMT).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:01:43)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Lol, typical.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:01:47)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;duh, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:01:59)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;all of us are like, what-the-heckingness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:02:03)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;okay anw&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:02:08)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;But major patch!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:02:09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;YOU KNOW YESTERDAY I WENT TO ILUMA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:02:09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Worth it luh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:02:19)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Got the 36 level bosses thingy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:02:21)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;yea, true, but nothing much, most of us are loosing interest in the game.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:02:24)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;yea O;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:02:28)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;ILUMA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:02:30)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;YES.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:02:30)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;I WENT BEFORE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:02:31)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:02:33)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;ILUMA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:02:34)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;crap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:02:37)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;): i thought i was first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:02:38)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;XD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:02:52)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;It was like amkHUB. So many shops not opened yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:02:56)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;So big and huge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:03:03)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;yea!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:03:11)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;i find the exterior super sleek.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:03:13)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;lights and stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:03:23)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Ya, like a diamond. The design.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:03:26)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;yea!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:03:33)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;But ulu. =.=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:03:44)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;yea ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:03:47)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;bugis, duh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:03:50)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;But got manhattan fish market.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:03:52)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:03:53)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;junction's way more popular.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:03:54)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;yea!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:03:56)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;and there's this..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:04:02)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;something like newyork newyork style place!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:04:07)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Ya! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:04:13)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Whats the name? :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:04:15)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;real smexy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:04:16)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;uh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:04:18)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;i forgot ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:04:23)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;:/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:04:26)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Lets meet now leh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:04:28)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Im so bored sia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:04:29)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;okay, sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:11:09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;MAN I JUST ATE NOODLES. FULL LIKE SOME CHICKENWRAP ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:11:15)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;WHY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:11:22)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;WE COULD HAVE EATEN TOGETHER.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:11:23)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;NOOOO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:11:26)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;i cooked a full packet, was planning to eat 1/2.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:11:31)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;it's okay my sugar puff girlf, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:11:38)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;my stomach makes space for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:11:44)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;That's corny. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:11:46)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:11:48)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;i know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:11:51)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:11:55)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:12:51)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;hahaaaa! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:13:07)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;and both of the other two girlfs have yet to reply my kiasu message. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:13:10)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;i think i scared them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:13:12)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;:/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:13:14)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Duh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:13:28)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;man. next time i should just send each one a very decent mess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:13:29)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;You shouldn't do the combo message thingy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:13:34)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;BAD MOVE JAS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:14:50)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;"Hi, I am Jasmine Chan. i hail from Singapore. I was wondering, and since we have known each other for so long, that we might meet up over lunch for some coffee and discuss the latest business proposal plan we have come up with? Thank You for your kind attention towards this Short-Message-Service. I wish a pleasant day ahead for you. "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:14:57)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;something like that then?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:15:05)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:15:08)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;They'll think its spam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:15:12)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;man ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:15:12)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; DELETE IT AWAY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:15:15)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:15:30)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;hey, i took a long time composing this up alright. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:15:34)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;You should use the sugarypie/creampuffie sweet diabetic talk trick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:15:47)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;they'll think im some candybar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:15:55)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;i feel like one each time i call you guys sweet names.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:15:59)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;like some, sugar-fanatic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:16:04)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Lollll.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:16:08)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Sugar rush!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:16:11)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;O:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:16:13)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Eh, meet now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:16:15)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;alright.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:16:16)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;where!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:16:23)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Idk. Sembawang! xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:16:34)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;tell me i did not see that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:16:45)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt; -/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says:&lt;br /&gt;*Idk. Sembawang! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says:&lt;br /&gt;*Idk. Sembawang! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says:&lt;br /&gt;*Idk. Sembawang! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says:&lt;br /&gt;*Idk. Sembawang! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:16:50)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:16:53)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;i did. i did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:16:57)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;okay, i did. point taken.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:16:58)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;i did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:16:59)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Lollll.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:17:11)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;alright! lets think of a place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:17:11)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Okay la, amk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:17:13)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:17:14)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;typical.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:17:16)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:17:18)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;i should save this whole convo man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:17:23)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;we spent like,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:17:27)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Then from there decide where to go ma.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:17:31)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;a minsssss deciding where to go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:17:35)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;and we end up at amk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:17:38)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:17:42)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:17:50)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Actually, deep inside our hearts, we knew it all along.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:17:54)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Going amk is inevitable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:18:00)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:18:10)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;i nod in silent agreement. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:18:22)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;;____; All hail AMK and its awesomeness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:18:26)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;*bows&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:18:41)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;thy shall praise the huge FairPriceXtra.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:18:50)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;for providing us groceries. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:18:54)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;and etcetcetc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:18:58)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;amp; all teh, erm,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:19:04)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;shops!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:19:04)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;large areas for us to slack&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:19:06)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;yea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:19:17)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;and the fountain where we would sit and eat subway cookies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:19:27)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;amp; the chicken lef.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:19:28)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;leg*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:19:30)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;oh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:19:32)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;that too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:19:40)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;amkhubftw.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:19:47)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;and oogling at nyny everytime we pass by it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:20:11)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;jolly-well knowing that we dont have that much money.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:20:12)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:20:23)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Uh huh. SADXZ.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:20:28)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Eh, okay. meet amk now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:20:53)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;okay then! i'ma gona get bathea anda changea anda thisa isa sucha funa addinga ana aa ata thea enda ofa eacha worda!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:21:17)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;omga pleasea bea fasta anda makea hastea&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:21:20)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;plxaplxa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:21:26)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;alrightalrighta! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:21:30)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;it'll take me an hour or so to reach.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:21:31)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:21:40)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;15 mins!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:21:46)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Msg me when your own your way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:21:49)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;ha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:21:50)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;alright then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:21:51)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;brb.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:21:57)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;bye menz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:22:08)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;byegirlf.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:22:18)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;bye hunnysugar. dont drown oh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:22:30)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;okay chewy dough.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:22:34)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;(what the heck?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:22:37)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-sobs- will miss you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:22:38)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;T_T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:22:56)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;*slumps onto the floor, clutching your picture.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:23:00)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;i'll miss you too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:23:02)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:23:04)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;*burst into tears*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:23:07)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:23:09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Make sure you take the laminated one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:23:12)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Dont wet my picture oh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:23:16)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;i'll try.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:23:18)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;no promises.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:23:22)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;byeeeeeee dearie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:23:28)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;byeeeeeee darlingxzxzxzxzxz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:23:29)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;(vomits backstage)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:23:35)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;(rolls off stage)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:23:41)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;(cringes so hard)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;-/TRUESMILES,          ♥JAEJOONG. says: (11:23:45)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Geneva; color: rgb(214, 31, 100); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;BYE LA. OMG.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:23:47)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:23:49)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;OKAY BYE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;/iJASMINE. says: (11:23:54)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;(do not type after this line)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's a wonderful girlf to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a happy-day-outside yesterday with slash, toured ILUMA,&lt;br /&gt;which was ultra huge, but looked empty due to the lack of opened shops.&lt;br /&gt;but overall it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;alright, i'll detail more about yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;and the upcoming today's stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when our lips met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-2712077848225926359?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2712077848225926359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=2712077848225926359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/2712077848225926359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/2712077848225926359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/amkhubftw.html' title='AMKhubftw!'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-3477748833766664227</id><published>2009-05-18T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T02:26:12.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth, Air, Fire, Water.</title><content type='html'>today was highly interesting i would say,&lt;br /&gt;it has been a long time, since i've had that much fun.&lt;br /&gt;of cause, with the exception of spending a day with my,&lt;br /&gt;pumpkin-pies-sugar-lumps-apple-dippers-girlfriends,&lt;br /&gt;namely, the ultra people of the world.&lt;br /&gt;Emmie, YokeYang (Eggy) and Eleanor. (yes, hi, another post bout you guys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started off on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;a day before Eggy's grand official birth date.&lt;br /&gt;we decided to throw her a mini celebration,&lt;br /&gt;consisting of dinner, laughter and not forgetting, cake.&lt;br /&gt;a birthday's never complete without cake.&lt;br /&gt;Emmie and I planned, and due to Emm's phone running out of battery,&lt;br /&gt;it caused a heck-of-some-problems.&lt;br /&gt;the original meeting time was supposed to be five, at Boon Lay.&lt;br /&gt;but my estimation of the bus/train ride, was not accurate.&lt;br /&gt;instead, i ended up an hour late.&lt;br /&gt;(again, my utter apologies to Emm right here, sorry girl!)&lt;br /&gt;luckily, Emm called me using a payphone,&lt;br /&gt;which allowed me to tell her that i'll be late,&lt;br /&gt;at least it wasnt that bad in that sense.&lt;br /&gt;When i arrived at the MRT station,&lt;br /&gt;i felt like slamming my head against the nearest pillar.&lt;br /&gt;we've forgot to arrange a place to meet, and BoonLay MRT station,&lt;br /&gt;was stinking huge.&lt;br /&gt;i walked like 5 rounds around the whole station, before finally,&lt;br /&gt;(and literally) bumping into Emm,&lt;br /&gt;we both heaved a sigh of relief, and went into Jurong Point.&lt;br /&gt;Gawked and Gaaah-ed at the array of shops,&lt;br /&gt;then went in search of a restaurant for Eggy.&lt;br /&gt;in the mist of searching for Swensens, we stumbled upon this shop,&lt;br /&gt;"Icing Room".&lt;br /&gt;which was a part of the BreadTalk Family.&lt;br /&gt;we Oooh-ed and Aaah-ed at the beauty of the offer,&lt;br /&gt;"ice your own cake."&lt;br /&gt;Emm and i grabbed at this chance, and bought a DIY cake.&lt;br /&gt;decorated it with mostly chocolate, and streaks of colours.&lt;br /&gt;at the side of the cake, we painstakingly wrote:&lt;br /&gt;"Happy Birthday Eggy"&lt;br /&gt;and this real huge heart shape.&lt;br /&gt;ultra satisfied with our creation, we packaged it,&lt;br /&gt;and went over to minitoons, where emmie had to get a present for her younger sister.&lt;br /&gt;found a present, then did some window shopping around the mall,&lt;br /&gt;before eggy called, and we went to pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;Decided on the restaurant, Billy Bombers,&lt;br /&gt;something which Eggy has been wanting to try for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;finally, her chance came.&lt;br /&gt;We entered, and ordered two dishes to share among the three of us.&lt;br /&gt;laughter filled the air, and Eggy tried to show us some magic trick she has learnt.&lt;br /&gt;i would now like to highlight the word "tried",&lt;br /&gt;because on her first try,&lt;br /&gt;we exposed her.&lt;br /&gt;causing more laughter to fill the air.&lt;br /&gt;finally our food came, and we ate to our heart's content.&lt;br /&gt;the food there's great.&lt;br /&gt;ribs, chicken, scallops, chicken wings, chips, salsa dips, potato skins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, the real part came along.&lt;br /&gt;i requested the cake which i handed them earlier to be put in the fridge to be served,&lt;br /&gt;and i would on this note,&lt;br /&gt;like to thank the supervisor,&lt;br /&gt;who was really helpful and service orientated.&lt;br /&gt;the cake came along with side plates.&lt;br /&gt;Eggy had the wish,  we sang the song, and had the cut of the cake,&lt;br /&gt;we then devided the 4 inch cake into 3 slices.&lt;br /&gt;scrumptious, yum.&lt;br /&gt;there were this little fruit bits in the middle of the cake,&lt;br /&gt;adding an element of suprize to each bite.&lt;br /&gt;we finished the cake, and this time,&lt;br /&gt;the store had a suprize of it's own.&lt;br /&gt;the supervisor came towards us,&lt;br /&gt;with 6 shot glasses filled with fruit syrups on a rack, as well as a cup with ice,&lt;br /&gt;and those, what do you call it,&lt;br /&gt;those shakers, normally seen at bars.&lt;br /&gt;the aluminum ones.&lt;br /&gt;he explained that this was a complimentary service provided by BillyBombers,&lt;br /&gt;and described the drink,&lt;br /&gt;it was named, the "sabo drink".&lt;br /&gt;we thanked him, and he smiled,&lt;br /&gt;telling us that salt, chilli, pepper, and ketchup were within reach,&lt;br /&gt;and we were to ask if we wanted Tabasco sauce or mustard.&lt;br /&gt;We all looked at each other, and grinned.&lt;br /&gt;at that point, i could sense that Eggy was planning some get-away plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first drink, (A), started off great.&lt;br /&gt;we mixed the six shot glasses and shook the shaker.&lt;br /&gt;poured out, and it tasted great,&lt;br /&gt;rather on the sweet side.&lt;br /&gt;but overall, edible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, it got weirder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second drink, (B), was a mixture of the remaining six shot glasses,&lt;br /&gt;shook, poured, drank.&lt;br /&gt;still, it tasted nice.&lt;br /&gt;but this time, ultra sour/sweet.&lt;br /&gt;our faces had the constipated look on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's not all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the third drink was something which i told them,&lt;br /&gt;that since we were friends for so long,&lt;br /&gt;lets do this.&lt;br /&gt;we took some of drink (A) and mixed it with ketchup.&lt;br /&gt;poured equal amounts into 3 shot glasses,&lt;br /&gt;and on the count of 3.&lt;br /&gt;we threw it into our mouths.&lt;br /&gt;it tasted quite alright still,&lt;br /&gt;just the strong tomato taste kinda lingered on your tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the final one, was THE killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we mixed drink (A) into the shaker once more,&lt;br /&gt;and this time, i requested mustard from the supervisor,&lt;br /&gt;since emmie couldnt take spicy stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;i squirted a whole lot into the shaker,&lt;br /&gt;and both of them shirked.&lt;br /&gt;i laughed.&lt;br /&gt;we then shook the shaker, and poured out the drink.&lt;br /&gt;the colour was a murky yellow.&lt;br /&gt;we EWWW-ed at it, and i decided that since there was extra left overs,&lt;br /&gt;the birthday girl, must have 2 glasses.&lt;br /&gt;once again, on the count of three,&lt;br /&gt;we threw the murky-liquid into our mouths,&lt;br /&gt;our other hands pinching hard on our noses.&lt;br /&gt;it. tasted. horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Emm wanted to puke,&lt;br /&gt;Eggy drank her cup of water, then ran out, then drank mine.&lt;br /&gt;I... I was just feeling all weirdy.&lt;br /&gt;mustard and sweet stuffs so do not go together.&lt;br /&gt;Eggy graciously downed the second cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were there until the store was closing,&lt;br /&gt;and Emm's parents came by to fetch us back.&lt;br /&gt;I met amethyst along the way,&lt;br /&gt;and she's a really nice person i would say.&lt;br /&gt;(this rhymes! wow.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy Wondrous Birthday to you my dear girlf,&lt;br /&gt;may your wish be fufilled,&lt;br /&gt;and your dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;follow the path of glittering stars,&lt;br /&gt;and may you find the huge one at the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;love, MUNES.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday too, was a fab day.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early, and due to the cancellation of the meet up with slash,&lt;br /&gt;i prepared, then went down to the SPH building.&lt;br /&gt;they did a short briefing,&lt;br /&gt;before they released us to do some free-and-easy shooting with one another.&lt;br /&gt;took some highly interesting shots,&lt;br /&gt;then went back indoors as it started raining.&lt;br /&gt;they reviewed our pictures, did comments on them,&lt;br /&gt;before the group of us went out to have our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;ate at macs with the younger people,&lt;br /&gt;while the seniors ate at this vegetarian cafe,&lt;br /&gt;(because wangwei's a vegetarian)&lt;br /&gt;ordered our food, sat down, had chit-chat, (mainly about fries)&lt;br /&gt;got interested in kirstine's toy, (she bought a happy meal).&lt;br /&gt;stole some fries,&lt;br /&gt;laughed.&lt;br /&gt;bought a bubble tea,&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to T2.1.&lt;br /&gt;had another slight briefing,&lt;br /&gt;then split into groups, and shot our models.&lt;br /&gt;did terribly that day i would say,&lt;br /&gt;i just wasnt in the right.. how would i put it..&lt;br /&gt;not mood.&lt;br /&gt;it's like, just not right.&lt;br /&gt;no idea how to express this in words.&lt;br /&gt;went back to T2.1 after a few hours,&lt;br /&gt;submitted in photos,&lt;br /&gt;then a few of us grabbed drinks, and we headed to the little..&lt;br /&gt;coffee-making-cum-store-room-area.&lt;br /&gt;shawn, yaoxiong, amanda and i.&lt;br /&gt;we sat around the coffee-and-tea-making-machine,&lt;br /&gt;made milk teas and cracked cold jokes, (that was mostly me).&lt;br /&gt;i guess that was the time when the new batch of syd people got together and talked.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite interesting, getting to know them like this.&lt;br /&gt;after that, i waited for JunZhan, (cause he asked us if we wanted to go pitstop, i agreed).&lt;br /&gt;spent quite some time in zbCommar room,&lt;br /&gt;played this cute little board game, some mouse and cheese thing.&lt;br /&gt;then when everyone was ready,&lt;br /&gt;we drove to J8 and had our dinner, at pizza hut.&lt;br /&gt;chatted over some weird subject topics, as well as one on econs.&lt;br /&gt;highly interesting i would say.&lt;br /&gt;6 people, of 6 different ages.&lt;br /&gt;after that, we drove down to pitstop,&lt;br /&gt;with some map/directional troubles,&lt;br /&gt;but finally, we arrived at our destination.&lt;br /&gt;the place's really nice i would say.&lt;br /&gt;a cosy environment.&lt;br /&gt;we played a few board games, consisting of some weird bean game,&lt;br /&gt;an auction house/castle one,&lt;br /&gt;and slamwich.&lt;br /&gt;had a great load of fun there.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll go once more, brining a whole bunch of people along too.&lt;br /&gt;it's rather worth,&lt;br /&gt;3bucks per person, for the first hour.&lt;br /&gt;then 2bucks per person, for the subsequent hours.&lt;br /&gt;definitely going there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was absolutely interesting.&lt;br /&gt;i met slash at roughly around one, to collect some maple goodie-bags from the Bishan area,&lt;br /&gt;was surprised to see that he still recognized me after so long,&lt;br /&gt;think it was like, two years since we've met.&lt;br /&gt;he kept disturbing me about my height,&lt;br /&gt;and i still believe that i'm taller then him, no matter what he says.&lt;br /&gt;went down to the town area after that, talked some bit on the train.&lt;br /&gt;alighted at dobhy, went up plaza singapura to get our tickets for the movie,&lt;br /&gt;"Angels And Demons"&lt;br /&gt;walked over to cathay, and had our dinner there.&lt;br /&gt;this sushi restaurant, which was affordable,&lt;br /&gt;and the food was rather nice.&lt;br /&gt;talked over dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i think we were both pleasantly surprised that even though our age gap,&lt;br /&gt;being seven years apart,&lt;br /&gt;we could still converse as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought that we would both have some awkward gaps of silence,&lt;br /&gt;but as slash said,&lt;br /&gt;my mouth proved itself to have a full-working-in-order voice box.&lt;br /&gt;i gave him a glare for that.&lt;br /&gt;from dinner, we went up to the arcade area, played a few random games,&lt;br /&gt;and laughed at our silliness.&lt;br /&gt;at five twenty, we went in the movie halls for our movie.&lt;br /&gt;i kept insisting that i'll freak out at some point of the show.&lt;br /&gt;and i proved myself right.&lt;br /&gt;to avoid spoilers for you,&lt;br /&gt;i'll summarize it, in a real short and sweet manner.&lt;br /&gt;each time one of the guys got killed,&lt;br /&gt;you'll either find me buried in my hair,&lt;br /&gt;or in slash's jacket,&lt;br /&gt;(which he kindly loaned to me, and i thank him for this, my arms were freezing.)&lt;br /&gt;i think for most of the parts, my eyes were closed.&lt;br /&gt;1/2 of the show i would estimate.&lt;br /&gt;slash kept laughing.&lt;br /&gt;how embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the show, we took a walk down to orchard,&lt;br /&gt;and did some shopping around there.&lt;br /&gt;stopped a few times to watch the buskers doing their night-time-singing/dancing/drumming.&lt;br /&gt;went to kinokunia, lucky plaza as well.&lt;br /&gt;strolled round the basement of taka, before heading back to the MRT for the ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, today was great.&lt;br /&gt;movie was fantastic, really interesting show. (except the scary parts)&lt;br /&gt;a must watch.&lt;br /&gt;thanks slash for the day! (and the treat! i still owe you a meal, no matter what.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-3477748833766664227?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3477748833766664227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=3477748833766664227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/3477748833766664227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/3477748833766664227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/earth-air-fire-water.html' title='Earth, Air, Fire, Water.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-5232500423119586353</id><published>2009-05-15T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:19:37.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want jellybuns &amp; pancakes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="608"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=103152290&amp;amp;width=1337"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=103152290&amp;amp;width=1337" allowscriptaccess="always" width="450" height="608"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, was, terrible.&lt;br /&gt;totally totally terrible.&lt;br /&gt;and i've only got myself to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gastric attacks came in full force today,&lt;br /&gt;each time it struck, i could only lie down and trash around.&lt;br /&gt;yes, that was how bad it was.&lt;br /&gt;i could only wait till the medicine take effect, which didnt happen.&lt;br /&gt;it was only hours later, that i felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each time one wave came, i clutched my stomach, bit my lower lip,&lt;br /&gt;silently hoping that i'll go away as quickly as it came.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, it wouldnt listen.&lt;br /&gt;i tried various methods,&lt;br /&gt;holding my breath,&lt;br /&gt;clutching onto my stomach,&lt;br /&gt;lying flat on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;then, nausea overtook me, but i held back.&lt;br /&gt;silently willing it not to go any further then my throat.&lt;br /&gt;it obeyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would really like to thank my mom,&lt;br /&gt;for providing me with the anti-acid medicine,&lt;br /&gt;plus getting lunch/dinner back for me,&lt;br /&gt;the noodles were delicious.&lt;br /&gt;my mom's a total fab,&lt;br /&gt;she even called back, just to check,&lt;br /&gt;if i had taken my second dose of the medicine.&lt;br /&gt;although i cant really express it well to her,&lt;br /&gt;but i'll treasure the little things she does.&lt;br /&gt;and i love her oh-so-deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess this lesson today would teach me to have my proper meals.&lt;br /&gt;at proper timings.&lt;br /&gt;i guarantee you, the pain which i went through today,&lt;br /&gt;i'll never even want it on my worst enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i've finished watching ANTM, (America's Next Top Model) cycle 12.&lt;br /&gt;felt disappointed that Alison didnt win,&lt;br /&gt;she was the crowd favourite, plus my personal one too.&lt;br /&gt;But still, Teyona's great.&lt;br /&gt;Double thumbs up to both the finalists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i've not been posting for the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;finally, i'm now updating.&lt;br /&gt;the past few weeks has been great,&lt;br /&gt;and i'll post the events which happened over the duration where i stopped till now.&lt;br /&gt;this is so becoming more of my journal,&lt;br /&gt;of sorts,&lt;br /&gt;i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a photoshoot for SYD on tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;i'd better get some rest,&lt;br /&gt;plus, i'm meeting ahguaslash, (slash1985 uncle),&lt;br /&gt;in the morning for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;i hope he wins the mahjong match tonight,&lt;br /&gt;that way, i'll have free pancakes tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i'll pray real hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;i thank you for today,&lt;br /&gt;for my mom, who did all those stuffs today.&lt;br /&gt;i would like to pray over my third aunt,&lt;br /&gt;as well as my Godma,&lt;br /&gt;whose now having repeated fits.&lt;br /&gt;i pray for healing over two of them,&lt;br /&gt;for them to recover, and get well.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-5232500423119586353?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5232500423119586353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=5232500423119586353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/5232500423119586353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/5232500423119586353'/><link 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EJ3A8A0Jssg/SfSOLXH_lkI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ahuoy0NJKHk/s320/forthelove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329040584923387458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fabfabfantastic.&lt;br /&gt;and rather, past few days were fabfabtastic as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday:&lt;br /&gt;met up with the council people,&lt;br /&gt;rahul, gillian, peter, kuangjie, atiqah, ryan, darren, steph, nelson, ridzwan, haojing.&lt;br /&gt;went to play pool at kovan's superbowl complex,&lt;br /&gt;and well, it was then, that haojing's inner talent was revealed.&lt;br /&gt;his pool skills were superb,&lt;br /&gt;comparatively to the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, overall, all of us had fun, utter loads of fun and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;for once, i relaxed,&lt;br /&gt;the tension which had built up inside of me for the past few days seeped into the ground.&lt;br /&gt;what would life become, if there wernt people like them.&lt;br /&gt;all of us headed down to plazasing's pasta mania after that,&lt;br /&gt;met boonhan and michelle on the way,&lt;br /&gt;laughed, joked, and everyone stole a slice of chicken from the packet in boonhan's hand.&lt;br /&gt;we had fun in pastamania, talking bout total random stuffs, from school, to the food.&lt;br /&gt;after that, we took a walk around the basement of the mall, entering into one shop after another,&lt;br /&gt;and finally after one hour plus of walking,&lt;br /&gt;we decided to take a group shot, with the help of a passerby.&lt;br /&gt;but not without doing some real weird stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;gillian pranced around the whole time,&lt;br /&gt;while the rest of us watched on and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;it was basically a super duper great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday:&lt;br /&gt;was planning to drop by shuxian's place,&lt;br /&gt;but due to the fact that it clashed with my mom's schedule,&lt;br /&gt;i had to stay at home and look after my brother.&lt;br /&gt;but it was interesting nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;bonded with my brother,&lt;br /&gt;and learnt a whole lot more about him.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gona make him into an utterly handsome teen,&lt;br /&gt;and have hordes of girls chasing after him.&lt;br /&gt;you shall now hear evil echoes of laughter ringing throughout the night air.&lt;br /&gt;it shall send chills down your spine,&lt;br /&gt;and you shall see me grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday:&lt;br /&gt;went down to shuxian's place today,&lt;br /&gt;spent a total of eight hours laughing our brains out.&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to study.&lt;br /&gt;and i assure you that i did try to make that feat happen.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;look into my eyes, and they'll tell you what i've said is true.&lt;br /&gt;however, we got distracted after awhile,&lt;br /&gt;and ended up photobooth-ing most of the time away with my macbook.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch and dinner there.&lt;br /&gt;her mom's a total great cook, the prawn/fruit cocktail was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;coupled with the flour and vege thing which tasted like rotiprata, only much nicer,&lt;br /&gt;and up till now, i've got no idea how is it done.&lt;br /&gt;it's really cool, having a friend whom you've known for so long,&lt;br /&gt;and who knows all your bad/good points,&lt;br /&gt;and you know hers as well,&lt;br /&gt;and, we both accept what ever way we are.&lt;br /&gt;i guess, that's what true friendship stands for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you girl, i know you can do well for your oral tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;lets both work hard, me helping, you learning, for your olevels!&lt;br /&gt;you can so do it.&lt;br /&gt;i trust in you, (grins).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;c'me on everybody now, (:&lt;br /&gt;loveyou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-160325926646218276?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' 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italic;"&gt;I wish you were here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the days we spent together&lt;br /&gt;were not enough&lt;br /&gt;and it used to feel like dreaming&lt;br /&gt;except we always woke up&lt;br /&gt;Never thought not having you&lt;br /&gt;here now would hurt so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And every night I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can just look up&lt;br /&gt;and know the stars are&lt;br /&gt;holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time you told me about when you were eight&lt;br /&gt;And all those things you said that night that just couldn't wait&lt;br /&gt;I remember the car you were last seen in&lt;br /&gt;and the games we would play&lt;br /&gt;All the times we spilled our coffees&lt;br /&gt;and stayed out way too late&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time you sat and told me about your Jesus&lt;br /&gt;and how not to look back even if no one believes us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When it hurt so bad sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; not having you here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And every night I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can just look up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and know the stars are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And every night I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can just look up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and know the stars are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, have to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;going over to shuxian's place to study,&lt;br /&gt;and muggggg our brains out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i must stay positive,&lt;br /&gt;loveyouhunk!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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up.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-2138263755577130517</id><published>2009-04-25T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:17:50.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sliced peaches.</title><content type='html'>guess life isnt that bad.&lt;br /&gt;with friends around me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang.&lt;br /&gt;just when i wanted to post,&lt;br /&gt;my mom's screaming for me to shut down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once more, today was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;thanks people for going out and doing silly stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;love you guys,&lt;br /&gt;do well in school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im missing your hugs, im missing your little gestures, most of all, im missing you (:&lt;br /&gt;love you hunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-2138263755577130517?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2138263755577130517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=2138263755577130517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/2138263755577130517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/2138263755577130517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/sliced-peaches.html' title='sliced peaches.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-8820895375232414490</id><published>2009-04-20T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:54:03.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>would miss his smile.</title><content type='html'>i'll miss his smile,&lt;br /&gt;i wont be shy to admit, i'll miss his smile.&lt;br /&gt;his gleaming white smile.&lt;br /&gt;each time he smiles,&lt;br /&gt;my heart drops dead.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i wont be able to see his smile anymore.&lt;br /&gt;when at times, i'll take a little peek at him,&lt;br /&gt;from where i'm sitting,&lt;br /&gt;from where i am, if he's nearby.&lt;br /&gt;he's like the little lightbulb in the dungeon.&lt;br /&gt;or what the rest of the girls would describe,&lt;br /&gt;an "eye-candy".&lt;br /&gt;but i'll never define it as that, he's way more then that.&lt;br /&gt;he's a great man,&lt;br /&gt;a great friend too.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss him for sure.&lt;br /&gt;that charming smiling prince of mine,&lt;br /&gt;which radiates more light and heat then a 834343430987432kW lamp.&lt;br /&gt;he's oh-so-cute when he smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great day of sorts in school,&lt;br /&gt;it went past pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;went down to my secondary school after lessons to collect my graduation cert,&lt;br /&gt;which i'm sure everyone has done,&lt;br /&gt;except me.&lt;br /&gt;met emmie after that, for a walk-in-the-mall and a dinner-date.&lt;br /&gt;which we both totally enjoyed i'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;the walk in the mall was fun, just strolling around, looking at all sorts of stuffs,&lt;br /&gt;and discussing about emmie's "first-day-of-school".&lt;br /&gt;headed down to pizza hut for dinner after that,&lt;br /&gt;had this 6.90 meal, which both of us found rather worth,&lt;br /&gt;and plus, it suited our pockets too.&lt;br /&gt;i had some kind of pepper baked rice,&lt;br /&gt;which was scrumptious,&lt;br /&gt;and emmie had this personal pizza, which is wonderful i'm certain.&lt;br /&gt;we played around with total random things,&lt;br /&gt;like the cheese bottle.&lt;br /&gt;the chili flakes bottle.&lt;br /&gt;the pepper bottle.&lt;br /&gt;the glasses.&lt;br /&gt;the paper coasters.&lt;br /&gt;the straws.&lt;br /&gt;the poor poor chicken bone.&lt;br /&gt;the pineapple from emmie's pizza.&lt;br /&gt;the left over rice from mine.&lt;br /&gt;the un-touched parsley.&lt;br /&gt;the half-drunk water.&lt;br /&gt;and, the utmost hilarious event of the day happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few of our 407'08 guys walked past,&lt;br /&gt;and, there,&lt;br /&gt;was,&lt;br /&gt;my,&lt;br /&gt;knight,&lt;br /&gt;in,&lt;br /&gt;shining,&lt;br /&gt;gleaming,&lt;br /&gt;shimmering,&lt;br /&gt;bronze,&lt;br /&gt;armour.&lt;br /&gt;it was chengyun! and the rest of the guys,&lt;br /&gt;in their total new haircut.&lt;br /&gt;and, chenyun just looked totally cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, dont get me wrong here.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just saying he looked so totally different,&lt;br /&gt;and oh-so-cute.&lt;br /&gt;it isnt equal to me liking him in anyway.&lt;br /&gt;emmie and i were laughing that all the guys just looked so similar,&lt;br /&gt;same haircut, same coloured shirt.&lt;br /&gt;white.&lt;br /&gt;but still, they looked stunningly cute.&lt;br /&gt;only chengyun more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: O.M.G. DID YOU SEE CHENGYUN.&lt;br /&gt;emmie: i think so, the others also.&lt;br /&gt;me: CUTE. CUTE. CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;emmie: ...&lt;br /&gt;(then the whole singing thing started, and we cracked up.)&lt;br /&gt;(sung to the beat of "hey mickey".)&lt;br /&gt;me: oh chengyun you're so cute oh you're so cute. oh chengyun, oh oh oh chengyun.&lt;br /&gt;emmie&amp;amp;i: LOLWTFBBQZOMGWTBHAHAKCF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and today in history lecture,&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Teng went abit, lame.&lt;br /&gt;in teenagers term.&lt;br /&gt;she told utter cold jokes.&lt;br /&gt;things which she said/did/laughed about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) how a stack of lecture books can excite a bunch of 17 year-olds.&lt;br /&gt;2) there are no cats in america! (it's a movie)&lt;br /&gt;3) you know that song, "together forever"?&lt;br /&gt;4) now if Mr. Wong does not have enough Bananas to satisfy his Concubines. (laughter)&lt;br /&gt;4) the most hilarious of the day, besides the bananas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Teng: (upon the topic of the Bretton Woods.) GATT is now known as..?&lt;br /&gt;J1s: ....?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Teng: "W".. (wants us to guess on)&lt;br /&gt;J1s: ...?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Teng: "T".. (expected someone to shout, and someone did.)&lt;br /&gt;J1-boy: "F" !&lt;br /&gt;LectureHall: LOLOLOLOLHAHAHAAHAHAOMHLALALALLALHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess now, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to call damien to talk,&lt;br /&gt;but he seems to be sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll go catch some shut eye too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided.&lt;br /&gt;T40, my One, and Only, Original goal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-8820895375232414490?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8820895375232414490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=8820895375232414490' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;James Marsden.&lt;br /&gt;is.&lt;br /&gt;hot.&lt;br /&gt;like, so smoking hot.&lt;br /&gt;his smile is like some sun, ultra shiny-bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;chatting with twin gillian and the ever-so-tall peter on msn,&lt;br /&gt;i've realized what it is to have true friends,&lt;br /&gt;people who are really sweet, and ultra funky.&lt;br /&gt;to you guys, if i've decided.&lt;br /&gt;then you guys have to make sure that the council stays bonded,&lt;br /&gt;despite all the growls and little cat fights,&lt;br /&gt;the council has to stay as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;it MUST.&lt;br /&gt;we're a council, a council to serve the student body,&lt;br /&gt;to represent the student body.&lt;br /&gt;to make sure that each and every student's voice is heard.&lt;br /&gt;dont neglect your studies as well!&lt;br /&gt;study groups, study groups!&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure you guys would excel in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was youtube-ing just awhile ago.&lt;br /&gt;and watched all the highly interesting videos.&lt;br /&gt;re-watched/listened to this song,&lt;br /&gt;by this ultra hunky hunk as well.&lt;br /&gt;Declan Galbraith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;In my dreams, Children sing&lt;br /&gt;A song of love for every boy and girl&lt;br /&gt;The sky is blue, the fields are green&lt;br /&gt;And laughter is the language of the world&lt;br /&gt;Then I wake and all I see is a world full of people in need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why,(why) does it have to be like this&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why, (why) is there something I have missed&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why, (why) cause I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;When so many need somebody&lt;br /&gt;We don't give a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, I ask myself&lt;br /&gt;what will I have to do to be a man&lt;br /&gt;Do I have, to stand and fight&lt;br /&gt;To prove to everybody who I am&lt;br /&gt;Is that what my life is for?&lt;br /&gt;To waste in a world full of war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why, (why) does it have to be like this&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why, (why) is there something I have missed&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why,(why) cause I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;When so many need somebody&lt;br /&gt;We don't give a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why (Tell me why)&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why (Tell me why)&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why (Tell me why)&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me why (why, why, why)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why, (why) does it have to be like this&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why, (why) is there something I have missed&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why, (why) cause I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;When so many need somebody&lt;br /&gt;We don't give a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why (Why why, does the tigers run?)&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why (Why why, do we shoot the gun?)&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why (Why why, do we never learn?)&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell us why we let the forests burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(why why do we say we can?) tell me why&lt;br /&gt;(why why is it still the same?) tell me why&lt;br /&gt;(why why do we talk and run?) tell me why&lt;br /&gt;can someone tell us why we let the ocean die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(why why do we always say?) tell me why&lt;br /&gt;(why why do we pass the blame?) tell me why&lt;br /&gt;(why why does it never rain?)&lt;br /&gt;can someone tell us why we cannot just be friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;back to work for pw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mass comm, T40.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-7980207809855167694?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7980207809855167694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>superman.</title><content type='html'>no picture for today, i've got a quote instead.&lt;br /&gt;He said this during morning assembly, which cracked the whole school population up, he's a super cool teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Mr. Clinton Yew&lt;/span&gt;:  "the event's held on friday. also known as, tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of all weird times in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be a superhero, like, really.&lt;br /&gt;with laser beams from my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;telekinetic powers.&lt;br /&gt;memory wipe.&lt;br /&gt;invisibility.&lt;br /&gt;time control.&lt;br /&gt;quick-regain-health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, life is no more of a game then i am a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess council's the only place i seem happy in, and where i really am myself.&lt;br /&gt;but yet, i've made a choice.&lt;br /&gt;studies are always first, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm also considering to do a switch.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i've enjoyed all my time spent in JC.&lt;br /&gt;but with the recent turn of events, is having JC life worth all the misery.&lt;br /&gt;it affects my health, it affects the health people whom i love.&lt;br /&gt;psychologically, emotionally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;was on the phone with jon just now, and heard from him that our Olevel certs are valid for two years.&lt;br /&gt;i could switch, but i'll have to wait till next year.&lt;br /&gt;and whether i'm switching for the right reasons.&lt;br /&gt;because of my mental barrier.&lt;br /&gt;or.&lt;br /&gt;because i seriously cant handle the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm worried for my mom.&lt;br /&gt;i doubt i'm able to sleep tonight,&lt;br /&gt;even if my father's at home.&lt;br /&gt;what if her condition returns, and she suffers an attack,&lt;br /&gt;with all the stress and stuff i've given her.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, at different points of time in life.&lt;br /&gt;i detest myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love yourself, before others can love you.&lt;br /&gt;but, how to?&lt;br /&gt;when i dont see anything to love about me.&lt;br /&gt;when i dont see any good points in myself.&lt;br /&gt;when i cant get anything right.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need to learn how to self-love.&lt;br /&gt;a. s. a. p.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-7480203638002227648?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7480203638002227648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=7480203638002227648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/7480203638002227648'/><link 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in, and disrupt families.&lt;br /&gt;even if you ask me now,&lt;br /&gt;i'll still say that i'm unable to get over my uncle's passing.&lt;br /&gt;even though it's been so so long.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant forget his face,&lt;br /&gt;his pale face,&lt;br /&gt;in that polished wooden box,&lt;br /&gt;with him looking so peaceful,&lt;br /&gt;it only seems like he's asleep,&lt;br /&gt;and nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;i remember the times when he sat down with us, to chat,&lt;br /&gt;to eat, to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;he was a wonderful man.&lt;br /&gt;a man i fully respect.&lt;br /&gt;he always gave us his chair, even till the very end.&lt;br /&gt;i never got the chance to see him since he fell ill.&lt;br /&gt;i never got a chance to say my goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;i never did.&lt;br /&gt;and now,&lt;br /&gt;i never will.&lt;br /&gt;it has been so so long,&lt;br /&gt;it has been so so long,&lt;br /&gt;it has been five years or so,&lt;br /&gt;but i guess,&lt;br /&gt;i've not come to a closure about it.&lt;br /&gt;it still bothers me,&lt;br /&gt;how i've never had the chance,&lt;br /&gt;to say bye.&lt;br /&gt;i never did.&lt;br /&gt;i never will.&lt;br /&gt;i never can get the chance to.&lt;br /&gt;i really want to.&lt;br /&gt;i really have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he still is a great man, forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;in all our memories.&lt;br /&gt;a great man, till the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my aunt is strong to have gone through all these years,&lt;br /&gt;with this in her heart,&lt;br /&gt;they werent married for long,&lt;br /&gt;but the love they shared,&lt;br /&gt;was one with no words to express.&lt;br /&gt;it was so deep.&lt;br /&gt;so pure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to loose someone else.&lt;br /&gt;no. way. no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-8358199262038824027?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><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-530860806571032750.post-4933714077981101239</id><published>2009-04-13T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:35:07.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grains of Rice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EJ3A8A0Jssg/SeNVaqCFUYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DFV-_pn5hTM/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EJ3A8A0Jssg/SeNVaqCFUYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DFV-_pn5hTM/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324193100930044290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{picture taken using my macro lens, painted rice grains red for the effect, spent a super long time arranging it to form a "heart"-shape of sorts. it's supposed to resemble a heart. really.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;what does it all really mean.&lt;br /&gt;what's your definition of love.&lt;br /&gt;is it sacrifice, is it sharing, is it like a bed of roses, or is it more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon, friend, if you read this once you're out.&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;i&gt;must&lt;/i&gt; stay strong alright!&lt;br /&gt;i believe that you're able to do so.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how tough, and how tedious life in NS is right now,&lt;br /&gt;you've got to brave through it.&lt;br /&gt;i may not be able to be beside you physically,&lt;br /&gt;but i'll be with you, in your heart, in your mind,&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be cheering you on from there.&lt;br /&gt;all of us know that you're able to get through this tough period of time.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how long it is,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be your friend through out.&lt;br /&gt;holding pom-poms, looking ridiculously stupid,&lt;br /&gt;cheering my lungs out for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Lord will always be with you, have faith in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,&lt;br /&gt;cheer up friend, lets look forward to saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got to get back to doing my econs/history/lit/gp/chinese/chem/pw homework now,&lt;br /&gt;got distracted by Rice Grains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really worried for my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;i've just got word that her cancer cells are back, even after the bone marrow transplat.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank You for today.&lt;br /&gt;what a wonderful day it was, and how everything went smoothly for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to pray for my family, my mom, that she'll recover from her cough.&lt;br /&gt;my brother, that he'll just understand the importance of his PSLE year.&lt;br /&gt;my dad, to recover soon and get more rest, even from his hectic schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, i would also like to pray for blessings for my Aunt Doris,&lt;br /&gt;let the results from the cancer test report that it's only on the surface,&lt;br /&gt;and not active in the body.&lt;br /&gt;she's been looking tired, and off-colour lately,&lt;br /&gt;and if she were to go for another kimo..&lt;br /&gt;which takes up so much of one's energy,&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i love my aunt, as much as i love my family, she's part family too.&lt;br /&gt;i really cant bear to loose her, i dont want to.&lt;br /&gt;Give her the Will to survive, to be strong, and live on, fighting all obstacles put forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also,&lt;br /&gt;i pray for Jonathan, that wonderful friend.&lt;br /&gt;may he be able, to withstand all that's coming straight at him,&lt;br /&gt;grit his teeth, and face these two years.&lt;br /&gt;and he'll never be alone Lord,&lt;br /&gt;for i know, that You'll be there too,&lt;br /&gt;to guide him along the way,&lt;br /&gt;helping him get through this tough period in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i would like to thank you for my parents, people whom have been there for me,&lt;br /&gt;be it in times of sadness,&lt;br /&gt;or in times of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;they're always there,&lt;br /&gt;to share my joy,&lt;br /&gt;to share my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in Jesus Name i pray,&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-4933714077981101239?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4933714077981101239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=4933714077981101239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/4933714077981101239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/4933714077981101239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/grains-of-rice.html' title='Grains of Rice.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EJ3A8A0Jssg/SeNVaqCFUYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DFV-_pn5hTM/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-1571921126480275942</id><published>2009-04-12T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:56:57.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i lift my heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EJ3A8A0Jssg/SeIHrbscbmI/AAAAAAAAAII/xwCYyznz2dk/s1600-h/lynccamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EJ3A8A0Jssg/SeIHrbscbmI/AAAAAAAAAII/xwCYyznz2dk/s320/lynccamp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323826152255286882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;{LYnc's Camp Tee 2005.}&lt;br /&gt;Just talking with Jon on the phone reminds me of what happened during the camp days, and what much fun all of us had during the camp.&lt;br /&gt;it was really a once-in-a-lifetime thing. something which i guess no one would be able to forget.&lt;br /&gt;the funny games we played, dressing up our tissue paper model,&lt;br /&gt;the wonderful dorms in SA compound,&lt;br /&gt;the creaky bunk beds,&lt;br /&gt;the introduction games,&lt;br /&gt;the songs,&lt;br /&gt;the laughter,&lt;br /&gt;and the realization of Love, a far deeper meaning then anyone can explain in words.&lt;br /&gt;"Rooted in the vine", was that year's theme.&lt;br /&gt;and Rooted in the Vine we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Journal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i got distracted once more.&lt;br /&gt;i've just finished talking with Jonathan on the phone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey friend, if you read this,&lt;br /&gt;(once you're out of camp, and ransack through my blogposts, like you said you did.)&lt;br /&gt;do not fret, it's only two years in NS!&lt;br /&gt;time would pass as fast as a snail.&lt;br /&gt;i mean a hare, forget the snail part.&lt;br /&gt;it'll only be as long, as it takes for me to get my Alevel cert,&lt;br /&gt;which isnt far off, from what the teachers reinforce everyday.&lt;br /&gt;"study hard, alevels coming"&lt;br /&gt;it's as though the alevels are tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;so friend, the end of two years wont be that far off either.&lt;br /&gt;dont dread the days inside,&lt;br /&gt;instead, look forward to the days where you'll be able to book out,&lt;br /&gt;and your POP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes friend,&lt;br /&gt;i've promised you,&lt;br /&gt;i'll attend LYnc this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;so that you can see me, and vice versa,&lt;br /&gt;to be your sunshine in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;gleam of hope in despair,&lt;br /&gt;bloom in winter,&lt;br /&gt;but, i would repeat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOT&lt;/i&gt; in a shimmery yellow gown.&lt;br /&gt;i refuse to acknowledge the fact that i've said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just that i'll feel awkward, and really self concious.&lt;br /&gt;not knowing anyone there, besides, you, and Benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;and i've not talked much to either of you in a gazillion years,&lt;br /&gt;two plus years actually, to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;but, i guess it'll be fun,&lt;br /&gt;to make new friends,&lt;br /&gt;and enter uncharted territory once more.&lt;br /&gt;i'll brave it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up friend,&lt;br /&gt;life wont be that tough if you look at it from a brighter prospective,&lt;br /&gt;gah, brighter, that was where the idea of the yellow gown came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i'll be your friend,&lt;br /&gt;and your little companion of after-eight-before-ten chats on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;Stay strong!&lt;br /&gt;The Lord, your family, and your friends will be beside you, to guide you through this period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 15:1-9&lt;br /&gt;"I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener.&lt;br /&gt;He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be more fruitful.&lt;br /&gt;You are already clean because of the word I have spoken to you.&lt;br /&gt;Remain in me, and I will remain in you.&lt;br /&gt;No branch can bear fruit by itself; it must remain in the vine.&lt;br /&gt;Neither can you bear fruit unless you remain in me.&lt;br /&gt;I am the vine, you are the branches.&lt;br /&gt;If a man remains in me and I in him he will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone does not remain in me, he is like a branch that is trown away and withers;&lt;br /&gt;such branches are picked up, thrown into the fire and burned.&lt;br /&gt;If you remain in me and my words remain in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be given to you.&lt;br /&gt;This is to my Father's glory, that you bear much fruit, howing yourselves to be my disciples.&lt;br /&gt;As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you.&lt;br /&gt;Now remain in my love.&lt;br /&gt;If you obey my commands, you will remain in my love, just as I have obeyed my Father's commands and remain in his love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-1571921126480275942?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' 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year 2005.&lt;br /&gt;but trust me, they're all in perfect condition, i've got no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got distracted from the project which i'm supposed to be doing now.&lt;br /&gt;for the minister's visit, and thus, took up my camera,&lt;br /&gt;and shot at random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meritocracy.&lt;br /&gt;think about it, does it always mean good grades? or does it have another meaning, in which everyone overlooks?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-8178883159926922273?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8178883159926922273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=8178883159926922273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-1779760213224384501</id><published>2009-04-11T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:54:14.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when the stars stop shining.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EJ3A8A0Jssg/SeC1N6gzFqI/AAAAAAAAAH4/rOC17lk54x0/s1600-h/starsstopshining.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EJ3A8A0Jssg/SeC1N6gzFqI/AAAAAAAAAH4/rOC17lk54x0/s320/starsstopshining.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323454010201675426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"when the stars stop shining"&lt;br /&gt;the picture's not really clear.&lt;br /&gt;taken from my black/white scarf that now resides in my all-things-which-hangs rack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school work and all the responsibilities has fallen onto my shoulders,&lt;br /&gt;and, although i've got this rather huge ego,&lt;br /&gt;i'll still admit.&lt;br /&gt;it's been quite tiring trying to keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and till now,&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing my wondrous friends from my secondary years,&lt;br /&gt;Yoke Yang, Emmie and Eleanor.&lt;br /&gt;the three sunshines in my darkness.&lt;br /&gt;the flowers in the barren land.&lt;br /&gt;the gleam of hope in a situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we would always understand each other,&lt;br /&gt;and at some point or another,&lt;br /&gt;predict what the other was thinking/going to say.&lt;br /&gt;that's how close we were.&lt;br /&gt;we'll never judge each other,&lt;br /&gt;we'll never compare stuffs which we have/or not.&lt;br /&gt;we dont bother if we look hideous in our uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;we dont bother if what we wear out look like tablecloths.&lt;br /&gt;we can laugh at practically anything or anyone for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;we'll do stupid dares, and dare each other back.&lt;br /&gt;we'll always go, "so, where do you guys want to go eat" after school, and,&lt;br /&gt;we'll &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; end up at AMK hub.&lt;br /&gt;we know what's each other's favourite drink.&lt;br /&gt;we know what's each other's most-likely-to-eat-food.&lt;br /&gt;we know what's each other's recess.&lt;br /&gt;we know what's each other's address.&lt;br /&gt;we know how many times each of us have changed our ezlink cards.&lt;br /&gt;we know each other's bad habits.&lt;br /&gt;we know each other's weak points.&lt;br /&gt;we can name the number of people whom we've talked behind their backs.&lt;br /&gt;we can name the teachers whom we dislike.&lt;br /&gt;we'll always share stuff, from the common food, to bags and books.&lt;br /&gt;we can always laugh about Eggy's weirdest dreams. (explodes in laughter)&lt;br /&gt;we'll always remember how Emmie threw a temper at Sec2 Camp. (giggles)&lt;br /&gt;we'll remember how we argued and "split-up" due to Eleanor's Geog Test. (snigger)&lt;br /&gt;we'll remember how i cried in class. (laughs)&lt;br /&gt;we know each other's locker number.&lt;br /&gt;we know each other's locker pin code too.&lt;br /&gt;we know whose locker has the highest probability of having space to chunk books in (mine), and,&lt;br /&gt;we'll know whose locker resembles a storeroom. (eggy/eleanor's)&lt;br /&gt;we know whose bag's the heaviest, (eleanor) and,&lt;br /&gt;we'll know whose bag's the lightest. (eggy's. has nothing inside.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's how crazily close we were,&lt;br /&gt;also due to the fact, that we only had each other in school.&lt;br /&gt;chinese, before school, recess and after school.&lt;br /&gt;these were the few periods where we would always look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;chinese was a time for relaxation,&lt;br /&gt;where we'll either play cards, or we'll sit around and chat bout the latest happenings.&lt;br /&gt;before school was the same too,&lt;br /&gt;we'll be at eggy's classroom, sitting down talking bout her past night's dreams.&lt;br /&gt;recess was when we'll meet up, and go to the canteen together,&lt;br /&gt;we'll &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; sit at that little table in the corner, right beside the drinks stall.&lt;br /&gt;every recess, it'll be the same.&lt;br /&gt;the food which we'll have,&lt;br /&gt;are mostly "Uncle Tiong", "Stall 2" or "The chicken burger stall".&lt;br /&gt;standard side-snacks include "seaweed chicken" (eggy), "hashbrowns"(eggy/eleanor), "50c/60c chicken drumstick" (emmie).&lt;br /&gt;eggy would always have "dong gua cha"&lt;br /&gt;emmie's would be "ju hua cha"&lt;br /&gt;mine would mostly be "The 50c Drink (soyabean/fruitpunch)"&lt;br /&gt;eleanor's mostly hooked onto the "strawberry yoghurt drink" or some fruit juice.&lt;br /&gt;after school, it was always a classic.&lt;br /&gt;repeated through time and time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: so, where we gona go for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eggy&lt;/span&gt;: i want to eat somewhere nice and tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;emmie&lt;/span&gt;: anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eleanor&lt;/span&gt;: something cheap, no kopitiam.&lt;br /&gt;(i walk over to the MRT train map)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: how bout.. lets go to doby gaught!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;emmie&lt;/span&gt;: okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eleanor&lt;/span&gt;: okay okay okay! (cause she's got a direct train from there home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eggy&lt;/span&gt;: noooo! everytime go down one, go up leeehhh. (she stays at sembawang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: go up so faaaaar, nothing nice up there either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;emmie&lt;/span&gt;: yealor! (stays at amk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eleanor&lt;/span&gt;: you guys go up, i'm not going (hougang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eggy&lt;/span&gt;: dots, fine lets go somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;(after 20 mins of discussion and random pointing at the mrt train map..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: uh, lets go hub think abit, then see go where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rest&lt;/span&gt;: okay then.&lt;br /&gt;(ends up eating our lunch at amkhub, and spending the rest of the day there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four years of friendship,&lt;br /&gt;it has gone through the test of time,&lt;br /&gt;even if the last two years of our friendship,&lt;br /&gt;we went in the same class,&lt;br /&gt;but, we're all still friends and just as close.&lt;br /&gt;even after all the incidents which happened.&lt;br /&gt;even after all those times we've argued.&lt;br /&gt;we've never really drifted apart.&lt;br /&gt;till now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you guys deep deep wide wide many many much much, 1314, 3344, 1234!&lt;br /&gt;may each one of us, excel in our chosen paths,&lt;br /&gt;be it in JC or in Poly.&lt;br /&gt;you guys, were the bestest friends anyone could wish for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey, lets all gather round, and play taidi once more!(:&lt;br /&gt;(not at hub's staircase though)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-1779760213224384501?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1779760213224384501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=1779760213224384501' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-7015194451699797070</id><published>2009-04-11T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:39:50.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the apple of my eye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EJ3A8A0Jssg/SeCWfTb8aiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/BxEY_eZ-KHs/s1600-h/Untitled-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EJ3A8A0Jssg/SeCWfTb8aiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/BxEY_eZ-KHs/s320/Untitled-1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323420224089516578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear journal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda bored, and grabbed an apple, when i took the picture above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godma and Godpa have just came over for dinner,&lt;br /&gt;and, they brought crabs with them.&lt;br /&gt;huge crabs.&lt;br /&gt;they bought it from some hawker centre, where they bbq-ed the crab.&lt;br /&gt;whole.&lt;br /&gt;with legs/eyes/shell attatched.&lt;br /&gt;there are also two bags of chicken wings which came with those crabs,&lt;br /&gt;and boy, are they delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now Godpa's outside with pa talking about the economy and cars,&lt;br /&gt;while Godma and ma are in the kitchen, eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so love my Godparents,&lt;br /&gt;how thoughtful they are, upon knowing that we've yet to have our dinner,&lt;br /&gt;they brought food over, and now, we're all eating together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Jasmine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-7015194451699797070?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EJ3A8A0Jssg/SeCWfTb8aiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/BxEY_eZ-KHs/s72-c/Untitled-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-5583772800791269107</id><published>2009-04-10T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T01:42:31.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The MEnTAL Barrier.</title><content type='html'>i need to break that mental barrier that has built up inside of me for these past six years,&lt;br /&gt;i need to move on.&lt;br /&gt;i have to.&lt;br /&gt;it's affecting my mood, and the mood of those people around me.&lt;br /&gt;but how do i even go round doing that.&lt;br /&gt;it just seems highly impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess it just wasnt such a great day anymore.&lt;br /&gt;when things come to such an end, and i seem unwilling to move on,&lt;br /&gt;or rather,&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to move into uncharted territory, a place where i stand in the middle of a land mine field.&lt;br /&gt;one wrong move, one wrong step.&lt;br /&gt;and there goes my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that barrier has been built up even higher since the start of my secondary school life,&lt;br /&gt;and even though now, in JC, it seems like the right time to let loose.&lt;br /&gt;but still,&lt;br /&gt;after all these years,&lt;br /&gt;the barrier has been built up to such a high extent,&lt;br /&gt;that it becomes virtually impossible to tear it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"accept me, for who i am.&lt;br /&gt;as i do accept you, for who you are."&lt;br /&gt;a phrase, which, on the surface, might seem little,&lt;br /&gt;but if one were to think deeper, some meaning of sorts would surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is being materialistic detrimental?&lt;br /&gt;i'm certainly not so.&lt;br /&gt;branded bags, branded shoes, branded clothes,&lt;br /&gt;what do they all matter to me.&lt;br /&gt;they mean nothing.&lt;br /&gt;they aint worth.&lt;br /&gt;i dont find it of any use, to get those stuff.&lt;br /&gt;they're only goods, goods of which, would wear and tear eventually,&lt;br /&gt;goods of which you would have to throw away,&lt;br /&gt;maybe not this year,&lt;br /&gt;but the next?&lt;br /&gt;or the next next?&lt;br /&gt;or the next next next?&lt;br /&gt;what do they all matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt bring myself to attend the lit play tonight.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just broke down,&lt;br /&gt;the happiness valve in me just exploded, causing gaseous residues to evaporate,&lt;br /&gt;and vanish from my sight, from my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;the meter of tenseness and worrying rose sharply,&lt;br /&gt;and till now, it still resides in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was it because, of that incident, which caused my barrier,&lt;br /&gt;to rise that intensely, or, was it just my perception of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be me.&lt;br /&gt;and me alone.&lt;br /&gt;no mannequin shall snatch my platform,&lt;br /&gt;no excuses shall prevail.&lt;br /&gt;is it that hard, to accept the reality,&lt;br /&gt;or is it that hard, to reject one's beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would life carry on like this for me,&lt;br /&gt;in a few years down the road,&lt;br /&gt;do i, even see where i would be standing on.&lt;br /&gt;the future holds an unbelievable amount of fascinating stuffs,&lt;br /&gt;the problem,&lt;br /&gt;can, i, handle them.&lt;br /&gt;or would i crumble and fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not shy to say so.&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a low self-esteem,&lt;br /&gt;a low self-confidence.&lt;br /&gt;the factors which block me,&lt;br /&gt;which act as stumbling stones,&lt;br /&gt;instead of concrete pavements,&lt;br /&gt;where i would be safe,&lt;br /&gt;and where, i would not have to be afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this an illness,&lt;br /&gt;a sickness,&lt;br /&gt;a type of unknown disease,&lt;br /&gt;or a terminally-ill thing.&lt;br /&gt;would medicine help,&lt;br /&gt;would care and guidance help,&lt;br /&gt;would attention help.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe, it could just have been me, all these while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mental barrier, would for sure,&lt;br /&gt;take a long time to break down.&lt;br /&gt;i do hope it crumbles soon,&lt;br /&gt;my defensive walls are starting to construct.&lt;br /&gt;tear them down!&lt;br /&gt;before they close up upon me,&lt;br /&gt;but would there,&lt;br /&gt;be enough time.&lt;br /&gt;or would they enclose me in a tight cocoon of false security once more,&lt;br /&gt;and the circle would go round again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i desperately want to forget that incident which happened 4 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;i desperately want to break down my mental barrier.&lt;br /&gt;i desperately want to forget all that has happened.&lt;br /&gt;i desperately want to get rid of all insecurities.&lt;br /&gt;i desperately want.&lt;br /&gt;i desperately need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sincerely, i hope that my aunt and grandma gets out of the hospital quick,&lt;br /&gt;so that everyone's worries can be put aside.&lt;br /&gt;so that life would return to normal for both of them.&lt;br /&gt;as well as for their families.&lt;br /&gt;i dont ever, want anything to happen to them.&lt;br /&gt;i cant bear to.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wish to.&lt;br /&gt;i doubt i'm able to take such a blow, after my uncle.&lt;br /&gt;i wont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please bless my aunt Doris, and my Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;May the both of them recover quickly, and live on.&lt;br /&gt;Let aunt Doris enter remission, and stay there.&lt;br /&gt;Let Grandma recover, her eye, her muscles, her throat, her lungs, every part of her. I don't want to loose Grandma too.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank you for my Mom as well, how supportive she is of me.&lt;br /&gt;Love in it's purest form of parental love.&lt;br /&gt;I Thank You for today as well, because it was created, it lived, and now it's the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"with all of my strength, with all of my heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-5583772800791269107?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5583772800791269107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=5583772800791269107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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seems that she work differently from us,&lt;br /&gt;we complain that we're tired, and be really grouchy when we've slept only 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;but for her,&lt;br /&gt;she went totally wacky today.&lt;br /&gt;the whole econs lecture and CT period went along super duper great with her.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not implying that she's no good when she's strict,&lt;br /&gt;but this is the first time we've seen her relax, and let down her hair (in literal terms too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons went past quite fast,&lt;br /&gt;had some struggles through chemistry, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with the rest of my group people, to come up with our slides,&lt;br /&gt;ended roughly around seven,&lt;br /&gt;asked some opinion from damien upon the ASEAN topic,&lt;br /&gt;got some highly interesting information from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well,&lt;br /&gt;now, i'm supposed to be doing my PW/PI.&lt;br /&gt;yea, so.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll have to get back on track.&lt;div 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me.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-6245898739537268038</id><published>2009-04-06T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:17:04.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22nd student council whoo.</title><content type='html'>the schooling part of today went past rather well,&lt;br /&gt;there wasnt any major areas where i screwed up or such,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the fun part of school today came about when the 22ndSC had to gather at the gallery to cheer for our school's soccer team,&lt;br /&gt;which,&lt;br /&gt;to our joy,&lt;br /&gt;won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;against ACS (international)&lt;br /&gt;we hollered and cheered our lungs out,&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting the total random cheers that we did, as well as the amount of claps that we delivered with our current-poor-aching hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each time SR goaled, the whole gallery area would erupt with the largest possible amount of noise that i could never have suspect still exists in our society.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, today's cheers and performance proved me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;that sort of noise level, by humans, is still possible.&lt;br /&gt;the SC went down to study after that, till roughly around eight,&lt;br /&gt;when we headed over to heartland mall for dinner at thai express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all  eight of us, had fun, i'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;peter, gillian, rahul, atikah, trica, steph and the last girl, whose name i keep forgetting.&lt;br /&gt;we chatted about random stuffs, commented about the food,&lt;br /&gt;saw peter's hair get wet within a few minutes of eating the tomyam.&lt;br /&gt;witnessed chunks of rice disappear from rahul's plate, without him touching HIS spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended the day with a bang, took this really weird picture with trica's cam, with the timer on,&lt;br /&gt;and we laughed a great deal about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd student council woosh!&lt;br /&gt;we shall play hard, work hard, and do really super hard in all aspects.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-6245898739537268038?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6245898739537268038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=6245898739537268038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/6245898739537268038'/><link rel='self' 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into are really emo.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in no emotional turmoil state right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a hilarious day out with damien and his friend, roger.&lt;br /&gt;both of them, are really fun-to-be-with people,&lt;br /&gt;roger with his injured leg,&lt;br /&gt;and damien with his 27kg laptop.&lt;br /&gt;did some basic research upon my PW topic at the national library at first,&lt;br /&gt;but since damien had to go down to SMU for a meeting,&lt;br /&gt;roger and i tagged along,&lt;br /&gt;or rather, roger did the 5km run, in his terms, since his leg was in a bandage of sorts,&lt;br /&gt;and he had to use crutches, which limited his speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while damien went for his meeting, roger and i sat down to brainstorm out our ideas for PW.&lt;br /&gt;came up with some reall good ones, thanks to him.&lt;br /&gt;i think during that time, my mind just really had this shut down period.&lt;br /&gt;we laughed about total random things, and commented upon the ambience of the whole "cafe" of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;it's really nice, if i'm not wrong, it's called "settlers" or something like that,&lt;br /&gt;they offer a HUGE range of board games,&lt;br /&gt;and when i say huge,&lt;br /&gt;i really do mean huge.&lt;br /&gt;they've got like, 3 cuboards filled to the top with board games.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, those who want to play these games, along with like, a bunch of friends,&lt;br /&gt;have got to pay 3.50 per hour to do so,&lt;br /&gt;but judging on the noise level, occational squeals, and shireks from people,&lt;br /&gt;i have this impression that it's really worth the money,&lt;br /&gt;although roger seems to disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught a ride over to vivo from damien's dad, went down to candy empire to refuel my sweets collection for school,&lt;br /&gt;bought this huge cookie too, it seemed kinda cute,&lt;br /&gt;and i think it was calling out to me.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;believe me.&lt;br /&gt;it called out to me.&lt;br /&gt;went down to kovan after that, to replenish my stock of stationary from popular,&lt;br /&gt;then headed home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like, it's 3am now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still up.&lt;br /&gt;i've got to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;really, my gosh.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt notice the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-2615393819082762104?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2615393819082762104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=2615393819082762104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/2615393819082762104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/2615393819082762104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/memories-of-you.html' title='memories of you.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-500856661923537526</id><published>2009-04-05T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T12:35:46.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>national library.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt;: rainy. {cause it's raining superly hard outside.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eaten&lt;/span&gt;: nothing thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just got this sudden craving for a mamee snack,&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me why,&lt;br /&gt;i've got no idea either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preparing to go out, meeting damien at the national library later.&lt;br /&gt;i. so. need. to. get. my. pw. done.&lt;br /&gt;a.s.a.p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to bring: question paper, umbrella, &lt;s&gt;mameesnack&lt;/s&gt;, foreign policy notes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-500856661923537526?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/500856661923537526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=500856661923537526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/500856661923537526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/500856661923537526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/mood-rainy.html' title='national library.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-7408245345309940093</id><published>2009-04-04T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T20:17:45.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Give Up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt;: tired out, but psyched up, for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lunch&lt;/span&gt;: kettle chips and this coffee cookie drink from the canteen at SPH, delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dinner&lt;/span&gt;: was planning for a 33bucks buffet with daniel &amp;amp;co., but the price's really overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to continue with what i was trying to type last night, before i fell asleep at my laptop,&lt;br /&gt;not that i often do that, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the science class, they just kept really quiet.&lt;br /&gt;even though we were all in the same room, using the same table,&lt;br /&gt;the objects placed on their table were rather standardized,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP file,&lt;br /&gt;note book,&lt;br /&gt;typical pencil case,&lt;br /&gt;stack of notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whereas what could be found on our tables were totally different,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;various kind of sweets.&lt;br /&gt;sweet wrappers,&lt;br /&gt;at least five different colour pens,&lt;br /&gt;GP notes {for some}&lt;br /&gt;pieces of paper,&lt;br /&gt;food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked umpteen times, and giggled a whole lot,&lt;br /&gt;we laughed at stuffs, and clapped at various acts.&lt;br /&gt;while the other class just sat there,&lt;br /&gt;we held this suspicion that they found us to be non compos mentis.&lt;br /&gt;or that we had screws loose.&lt;br /&gt;either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still in shock of how serious the science classes can be, when they're having lessons,&lt;br /&gt;how discrete they and us can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how unsettling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i'm accusing all science classes of being that way,&lt;br /&gt;just that maybe they're more of the introvert kind,&lt;br /&gt;and not so much of the extrovert.&lt;br /&gt;more dourly,&lt;br /&gt;less ebullient.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i'm glad i'm in the arts stream,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how i'll ever be able to survive like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had Mr. Clinton Yew's briefing after lessons,&lt;br /&gt;in preparation for the visit of the minister, Dr. Vivian Balakrishnan.&lt;br /&gt;my team's doing upon this subject of foreign policy, seems quite interesting,&lt;br /&gt;but there isnt much to say of it on the surface,&lt;br /&gt;unless we dig deeper into it.&lt;br /&gt;but we've only got 10-15 mins for a presentation,&lt;br /&gt;hope all goes well for us.&lt;br /&gt;i pray that we wont screw it up, or what so ever.&lt;br /&gt;after Mr. Yew had finished with his briefing, Mr. Andrew took over,&lt;br /&gt;he announced the people incharge for the pre-u-sem.&lt;br /&gt;and the presenters.&lt;br /&gt;what left me stupefied,&lt;br /&gt;was when he announced that i would be the IC for the pre-u-sem.&lt;br /&gt;although, to be slightly more thick-skinned, i do admit, i do want that post,&lt;br /&gt;but i would never have imagined that it would be me.&lt;br /&gt;the co-IC's peter,&lt;br /&gt;he's a really funny and upbeat kind of guy, perfect for the post.&lt;br /&gt;presenters, stephanie, jasminetee, and me, hope all's not too tough.&lt;br /&gt;councluded the briefing by both teachers, and went down to LT2 to get briefed for the J2's Parent's Night event.&lt;br /&gt;proceeded to the canteen for our delicious dinner after the brefing was done,&lt;br /&gt;the curry was fab, it was greaaat, wasnt that spicy, and yet, it's taste was just nice.&lt;br /&gt;we splitted up to our various duty areas after that,&lt;br /&gt;i was runner to Ms/Mrs. Ng,&lt;br /&gt;the whole event was fun, our first "official" project of sorts, for the 22nd student council.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all ended off the event with a total sugar rush, from eating all the vanila buns.&lt;br /&gt;i. so. love. those. buns.&lt;br /&gt;ever since i was K2, my mom would always bring me to NTUC to walk around after my kindergarden had finished,&lt;br /&gt;and without doubt, i would always grab the vanila bun.&lt;br /&gt;till now, i'm still loving the bun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would say, that the whole sc, actually did bond a pretty huge much.&lt;br /&gt;i can safely say that i can remember most of their names,&lt;br /&gt;and match them to their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gillian, meihwee, steph, peter, nelson, aaron, darren and i went over to the coffee shop near school,&lt;br /&gt;to grab some drinks as well as to sit down and chat.&lt;br /&gt;we left that area roughly at ten, a hydrated, hyped yet sleepy bunch of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for today, went down to school for PW consultation at around one plus,&lt;br /&gt;then waited for daniel,&lt;br /&gt;left school at around two plus, and headed down to SPH for the newsroom briefing.&lt;br /&gt;kinda dead-ish, as the stuffs which they talked about didnt relate much to the syd.&lt;br /&gt;shaun seemed to be looking more and more dead as each sentence from the speaker said.&lt;br /&gt;grabbed a delicious coffee cookie drink and a kettle chips after the briefing was over,&lt;br /&gt;then took a train with the rest of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pre u sem whoot.&lt;br /&gt;minister visit whoot.&lt;br /&gt;pw research whoot.&lt;br /&gt;22nd sc whoot.&lt;br /&gt;txysyd whoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;do we eat to live, or live to eat.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-7408245345309940093?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7408245345309940093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=7408245345309940093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/7408245345309940093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/7408245345309940093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/never-give-up.html' title='Never Give Up.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-7622112809644730009</id><published>2009-04-03T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:21:39.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wake my dreams.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;對面的女孩看過來 看過來 看過來&lt;br /&gt;dui mian de nu hai kan guo lai  kan guo lai  kan guo lai&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;這裡的表演很精彩  請不要假裝不理不睬&lt;br /&gt;zhe li de biao yan hen jing cai  qing bu yao jia zhuang bu li bu cai&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;對面的女孩看過來 看過來 看過來&lt;br /&gt;dui mian de nu hai kan guo lai  kan guo lai  kan guo lai&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;不要被我的樣子嚇壞 其實我很可愛&lt;br /&gt;bu yao bei wo de yang zi xia huai  qi shi wo hen ke ai&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;寂寞男孩的悲哀 說出來 誰明白&lt;br /&gt;ji mo nan hai de bei ai  shuo cuo lai  shei ming bao&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;求求你拋個媚眼過來 哄哄我 逗我樂開懷&lt;br /&gt;qiu qiu ni pao ge mei yan guo lao  hong hong wo dou wo le kai huai&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;我左看右看 上看下看 原來每個女孩都不簡單&lt;br /&gt;wo zuo kan you kan shang kan xia kan  yuan lai mei ge nu hai dou bu jian dan&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;我想了又想 我猜了又猜 女孩們的心事還真奇怪&lt;br /&gt;wo xiang le you xiang  wo cai le you cai  nu hai men de xin shi hai zhen qi guai&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;寂寞男孩的蒼蠅拍 左拍拍 右拍拍&lt;br /&gt;ji mo nan hai de cang ying pai  zuo pai pai  you pai pai&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;為甚麼還是沒人來愛 無人問津 真無奈&lt;br /&gt;wei shen me hai shi mei ren lai ai  wu ren wen jin zhen wu nai&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;對面的女孩看過來 看過來 看過來&lt;br /&gt;dui mian de nu hai kan guo lai  kan guo lai  kan guo lai&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;寂寞男孩情竇初開 需要你給我一點愛&lt;br /&gt;ji mo nan hai qing dou chu kai  xu yao ni gei wo yi dian ai&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hi…Hi…Hi…….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;我左看右看 上看下看 原來每個女孩都不簡單&lt;br /&gt;wo zuo kan you kan shang kan xia kan  yuan lai mei ge nu hai dou bu jian dan&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;我想了又想 我猜了又猜 女孩們的心事還真奇怪&lt;br /&gt;wo xiang le you xiang  wo cai le you cai  nu hai men de xin shi hai zhen qi guai&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;我左看右看 上看下看 原來每個女孩都不簡單&lt;br /&gt;wo zuo kan you kan shang kan xia kan  yuan lai mei ge nu hai dou bu jian dan&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;我想了又想 我猜了又猜 女孩們的心事還真奇怪&lt;br /&gt;wo xiang le you xiang  wo cai le you cai  nu hai men de xin shi hai zhen qi guai&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;愛真奇怪  來來來… 歐黑歐…&lt;br /&gt;ai zhen qi guai  lai lai lai… oh hey oh&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;來來來… 歐…&lt;br /&gt;lai lai lai… ohhhh&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i would say that today, is an utterly wonderful day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;one of &lt;u&gt;the&lt;/u&gt; top days that i've ever experienced.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lessons were fairly alright, had 2 hours worth of PW,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in which we decided upon the PW stuff and read a few articles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;had chinese after that, and our very extremely kind teacher got us ferrero rocher,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;each one of us had one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was super sweet of him to do so,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i'm sure that none of us were expecting that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;had an hour's break after that,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and next up was GP.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gp was rather alright, dispite the very difference-filled air which occupied the seminar room,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we had a combine class with one class from the science stream,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the difference was starklingly opposing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;our class were super noisy, chattered on non-stop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;where else, for the..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;{i'm half dead, really got to sleep. will update tomorrow!}&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;had fun the whole of today,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22nd student council whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-7622112809644730009?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7622112809644730009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=7622112809644730009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/7622112809644730009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/7622112809644730009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/wake-my-dreams.html' title='wake my dreams.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-7138366726601405334</id><published>2009-04-03T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:42:21.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>facebook.</title><content type='html'>facebook and primary school pictures just made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i upload all my primary school class photos, and tagged a huge bunch of people.&lt;br /&gt;leading to an uproar of laughter and chat on the photos,&lt;br /&gt;hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us have grown up, over these four years,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sure, we all still do miss each other at some point of time,&lt;br /&gt;we'll all still be friends,&lt;br /&gt;no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously do hope to find those people whom i was unable to tag on facebook,&lt;br /&gt;as i couldnt find their email/name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;504'03, 606'04, the wondrous old times we spent laughing, crying, playing, studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-7138366726601405334?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7138366726601405334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=7138366726601405334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/7138366726601405334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/7138366726601405334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/facebook.html' title='facebook.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-5632622579472238536</id><published>2009-03-31T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:55:02.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>failure.</title><content type='html'>mood: today.&lt;br /&gt;listening to: totally.&lt;br /&gt;thing of: stunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today stunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank the Lord for Shu Xian,&lt;br /&gt;who i'm now on the phone with,&lt;br /&gt;she's cheering the nightlights out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks girl, you're a wonderful person,&lt;br /&gt;inside and out.&lt;br /&gt;our.. (wait, let me count)&lt;br /&gt;six year, and still counting, friendship has lasted so long.&lt;br /&gt;and knowing you so well,&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure you can overcome all difficulties posted in your life,&lt;br /&gt;you'll do well,&lt;br /&gt;if i can do it, you can too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont worry about your problems,&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure it all would come to a close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you friend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-5632622579472238536?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5632622579472238536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=5632622579472238536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/5632622579472238536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/5632622579472238536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/failure.html' title='failure.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-6430482391360761515</id><published>2009-03-29T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:58:13.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you alone, i long to worship.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt;: distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;listening to&lt;/span&gt;: You're Worthy Of My Praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt;: if i should turn on my table lamp or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;action i just did&lt;/span&gt;: turned on the fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, once again, i've been distracted from my revision.&lt;br /&gt;thus.&lt;br /&gt;i shall now try to irritate you by..&lt;br /&gt;reading every single thing from my pokka premium milk tea bottle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pokka premium milk tea.&lt;br /&gt;100% real brewed.&lt;br /&gt;a blend of premium milk &amp;amp; ceylon tea.&lt;br /&gt;no preservative, no colouring.&lt;br /&gt;specially selected tea leaves.&lt;br /&gt;pokka premium milk tea is made from specially selected premium tea leaves and high quality milk. its rich taste and sweet tea aroma lingers on to delight the taste buds. this drink is real-brewed for tea lovers or those who seek, enjoy and appreciate the highest quality and the best taste in their choice of berverage. come and indulge in this smooth and sensational taste today!&lt;br /&gt;under the licence and the strictest quality control of pokka corp., japan&lt;br /&gt;manufactured for and distributed by:&lt;br /&gt;pokka corporation (s) pte ltd&lt;br /&gt;39 quality road&lt;br /&gt;singapore 618810&lt;br /&gt;ict .hl. 93b 141 003 09 51&lt;br /&gt;8 888196 303813&lt;br /&gt;net: 16.9 fl.oz (0.5l)&lt;br /&gt;product of thailand&lt;br /&gt;consume promptly upon opening&lt;br /&gt;contains no preservatives&lt;br /&gt;shake well before serving&lt;br /&gt;nutrition information&lt;br /&gt;servings per bottle: 2&lt;br /&gt;serving size: 250ml&lt;br /&gt;per 250ml per 100ml&lt;br /&gt;energy&lt;br /&gt;protein&lt;br /&gt;total fat&lt;br /&gt;carbohydrate&lt;br /&gt;sodium&lt;br /&gt;93kcal&lt;br /&gt;37kcal&lt;br /&gt;2.3g&lt;br /&gt;0.9g&lt;br /&gt;1.5g&lt;br /&gt;0.6g&lt;br /&gt;17.5g&lt;br /&gt;7.0g&lt;br /&gt;54.5mg&lt;br /&gt;21.8mg&lt;br /&gt;the appearance of milk particles and sediments is natural and does not affect the quality.&lt;br /&gt;ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;water, freshly brewed black tea, milk sugar, stabilizer (e473), flavour, vitamin c&lt;br /&gt;best before: on cap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, done.&lt;br /&gt;now time to get back down to studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-6430482391360761515?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6430482391360761515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=6430482391360761515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/6430482391360761515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/6430482391360761515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-alone-i-long-to-worship.html' title='you alone, i long to worship.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-3540759021099012603</id><published>2009-03-29T14:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T15:16:56.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i believe it, i can recieve it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt;: ecstatic {for no apparent reason}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;listening to&lt;/span&gt;: ARISE cd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;intending to&lt;/span&gt;: revise history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;things on my table&lt;/span&gt;: {just to make you read and get irritated}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;macbook. wallet. ipod. clock. wonkaNERDS. M&amp;amp;M minis. metal waterbottle. plastic waterbottle. one bottle of premium milk tea pokka. maplesea slurpee cup. forever friends stationary holder. shoebox {that's where i keep my receipts}. bible. planner/organizer. a deck of playing cards. camel premium quality wasabi peanuts. chewing gum orange flavour. chewing gum grapefruit flavour. comb. handphone. calculator. ATM receipt. 7coloured hairpins. 50cent coin. history "coldwar" lecture book. fairprice soft tissue packet. ARISE cd cover. various coloured pen collection. pencil case. piggy bank {which i dont use}. another piggy bank {which i dont use either}. mannequin. deyi's graduation keychain. reader digest. maxtor external hardisk. wood carving knife. another external hardisk. shelf {if i were to name out everything on it, you'll faint.}. scotchtape. school tie. dozen erasers. handphone charger. camera battery charger. drawing paper. table lamp {which is on now}.&lt;/span&gt; lolipop. school's collar pin. mac osx installation cd. adobe creative suite 3 design premium trial cd. various installation cds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;planning to buy&lt;/span&gt;: Wacom Bamboo Fun tablet small/medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weather outside&lt;/span&gt;: raining w/ lightning and thunder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be revising my history.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda got distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i'm deciding if i should get a wacom tablet, bamboo fun.&lt;br /&gt;cause it's something i've been wanting for, like, years.&lt;br /&gt;or to be exact, two years straight.&lt;br /&gt;it's pressure sensor-ed man!&lt;br /&gt;superb cool.&lt;br /&gt;plus, it'll allow me to draw/takenotes/etc.&lt;br /&gt;and what's more,&lt;br /&gt;on my mac?&lt;br /&gt;perfecto in my terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but price wise, it's on the high side.&lt;br /&gt;200 for an A6 active size space, and 300 for an A5 active space.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still concidering.&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jesus you are my Lord my God, &lt;u&gt;my closest friend&lt;/u&gt;♥.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-3540759021099012603?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3540759021099012603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=3540759021099012603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/3540759021099012603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/3540759021099012603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-i-believe-it-i-can-recieve-it.html' title='if i believe it, i can recieve it.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-1550276233707112127</id><published>2009-03-27T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T01:00:48.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bum bum bee lah dah dah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt;: extremely happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thinking of&lt;/span&gt;: tomorrow's wedding/photo outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;quote of the day&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(on the topic of competition/elitism)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr. Vivian Balakrishnan&lt;/span&gt;: we cant possibly shield you from competition or eliminate the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my personal quotes&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacup. all in a teacup, contribute ideas, fill the cup up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets not bottle things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cakecake! we shall eat to our heart's content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try your best in all, No matter what. Just Try. wipe the grime off yourself and go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pie, Pie, Chicken Curry Pie, Never Eat, Can Die.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i guess i'm able to say that today was a relatively exciting day,&lt;br /&gt;surprises awaited at every corner i turned to.&lt;br /&gt;things started off quite well in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;lessons went by in a bang,&lt;br /&gt;and, although i grit my teeth to admit this,&lt;br /&gt;but, i think i'm actually starting to enjoy chinese right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dung, i'm feeling real tired now,&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll go sleep first,&lt;br /&gt;i'll type about what happened today when my eyes and mind are awake.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-1682018797947306900</id><published>2009-03-26T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:18:19.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>espisode.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt;: rather joyful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just ate&lt;/span&gt;: noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hilarious quotations/situations of the day&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in the school study,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;walter&lt;/span&gt;: one hundred and five plus two is one hundred and seven&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;isaac&lt;/span&gt;: umm-hm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;:(sounding extremely confident) no, one hundred and five plus two is one hundred and two!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;isaac&lt;/span&gt;:(looks at me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: what? one hundred and five plus two is one hundred and two!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;walter&lt;/span&gt;: ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;isaac&lt;/span&gt;: ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: (raises eyebrows)..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;isaac &amp;amp; walter&lt;/span&gt;: (speechless)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: oh wait, shieth, it's not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(outburst of laughter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;isaac&lt;/span&gt;: now we know why you dont take maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(more laughter.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in the school study, pt2,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(while we were intently studying halfway)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;walter&lt;/span&gt;:(stands up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;walter&lt;/span&gt;:(fluffs up his beanbag)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(his beanbag now resembles a huge square pile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;walter&lt;/span&gt;:(flumps onto it) see! i'm higher then you all. hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;isaac&lt;/span&gt;: ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;isaac&lt;/span&gt;: ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(outburst of laughter from all of us)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed in school till eight plus plus plus, reaching nine,&lt;br /&gt;to study and revise up on my work,&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole time with isaac and walter, and we had total jaw-dropping conversations,&lt;br /&gt;as you would have read from above.&lt;br /&gt;revised on history, managed to get some work done,&lt;br /&gt;hurrah for me.&lt;br /&gt;the day went pass quite well in my opinion,&lt;br /&gt;oh,&lt;br /&gt;and the student councillors had to wear this cute little lanyard ting today,&lt;br /&gt;or rather, for the whole week throughout,&lt;br /&gt;mine's yellow,&lt;br /&gt;and it's really cute.&lt;br /&gt;it actually just reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Executive Student Council Nominee&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine Chan&lt;br /&gt;1A03&lt;br /&gt;2"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling rather tired right now,&lt;br /&gt;i'm guessing that my eyelids weigh at least a ton,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe two,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, i've been too shacked out to rant my views of life upon this blog,&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i've just remembered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the exco elects would be going down to have a tea session with Mr. Vivian Balakrishnan,&lt;br /&gt;which i guess would be a super whole load of fun.&lt;br /&gt;hope everything goes smoothly,&lt;br /&gt;and that there'll be no cock-ups.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really looking forward to tomorrow, as well as the next few days after today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i apologize for my very bad grammar and vocab,&lt;br /&gt;you might cringe with horror at my this post,&lt;br /&gt;but i assure you,&lt;br /&gt;i'm typing this post with only half of my brain processing every information.&lt;br /&gt;thus, leading to the disgraceful standard of my language used in this post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm feeling dead.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i shall sleep before my current-typical-bedtime of 1.&lt;br /&gt;maybe,&lt;br /&gt;i'll even fall asleep now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-1682018797947306900?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1682018797947306900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=1682018797947306900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/1682018797947306900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/1682018797947306900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/espisode.html' title='espisode.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-911857256571500953</id><published>2009-03-25T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T18:55:39.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random points to note.</title><content type='html'>once again, i'm in the school's library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;together with..&lt;br /&gt;calista, jermaine, su ann, jeslin, hafiz and jovan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of them are on laptops.&lt;br /&gt;dell laptops to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,&lt;br /&gt;i've got to go for my council right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-7078907237699095342</id><published>2009-03-23T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:21:17.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let the rain fall.</title><content type='html'>i've successfully completed my morning speech,&lt;br /&gt;and truth to be told, it was rather fun,&lt;br /&gt;i was second up on stage, and i would say that i did rather well, despite my complete nervousness.&lt;br /&gt;but that feeling was washed away by the feeling of having everyone's attention upon you,&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of that, was rather nice i would say.&lt;br /&gt;given the chance,&lt;br /&gt;i would definitely not mind going up on stage once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll type more later.&lt;br /&gt;i've got to finish up my homework,&lt;br /&gt;it's giving me a splitting headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panadol.&lt;br /&gt;panadoll.&lt;br /&gt;panadoolll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-7078907237699095342?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7078907237699095342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=7078907237699095342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/7078907237699095342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/7078907237699095342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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that you've saved my life.&lt;br /&gt;thanks girl, you rock to bits.&lt;br /&gt;hope you've enjoyed the day as much as i had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;random-ness:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i had for lunch&lt;/span&gt;: kfc's student meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what i had for dinner:&lt;/span&gt; shared a plate of fish&amp;amp;co's fish and chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what i accomplished:&lt;/span&gt; my chinese compo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what Emmie accomplished&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; chinese assignment. { :x }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what i need to do now:&lt;/span&gt; go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what i'm worrying about:&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow's morning exco speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what time i needa wake up tomorrow:&lt;/span&gt; five thirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what time is it now:&lt;/span&gt; twelve thirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what should i eat for breakfast:&lt;/span&gt; skip it, there's PE for the first period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what i'm going to do for PE:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;s&gt;walk&lt;/s&gt; run with calista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what i must do before i fall asleep:&lt;/span&gt; set my alarm, charge my handphone, pack my stuff, off the mio modem, off the power adapter, charge camera battries, take out new contacts solution,&lt;br /&gt;give a goodnight kiss to.. big cow, little bear a, little bear b, yellow duck, tiggggger, beary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what i think is happening to me now:&lt;/span&gt; turning insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. have. to. sleep. right. now.&lt;br /&gt;kissing. soft. toys. is. so. not. me. anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i. have. to. sleeeeep.&lt;br /&gt;man.&lt;br /&gt;i'm worried for tomorrow's speech.&lt;br /&gt;hope all goes well.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-1310182558295979592?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1310182558295979592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=1310182558295979592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/1310182558295979592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/1310182558295979592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/emmie-chngt.html' title='EMMIE CHNG.t'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-6818717186480505536</id><published>2009-03-21T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:09:15.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've been waiting all my life.</title><content type='html'>mood: weirdish.&lt;br /&gt;thinking of: eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit, i'm a total pig.&lt;br /&gt;i slept till two in the afternoon today, guess i'm just really too tired.&lt;br /&gt;reached home with a pounding headache last night,&lt;br /&gt;with each step i took, my head pounded real hard.&lt;br /&gt;the pain occupied the right side of my head,&lt;br /&gt;and was excruciating to bear.&lt;br /&gt;the minute i reached home, i took two muscle relaxants and slept.&lt;br /&gt;i guess the day's activities really burned a whole chunk of my energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, it was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;the finale of the txy orientation 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first half of the day, we had outdoor games, or rather,&lt;br /&gt;we had to race to create a four page article based on the clues given to us.&lt;br /&gt;it was rather fun i would say, the sheyingdui was split up and assigned to different groups,&lt;br /&gt;my group was rather cool, and active,&lt;br /&gt;it lasted till the afternoon, and after we've gotten all our "jobs" done,&lt;br /&gt;i uploaded my pictures for the assignment,&lt;br /&gt;and hung around.&lt;br /&gt;i cant really remember the next few in order,&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;we had outdoor activities at toa payoh park, which was a total wet and dirty time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, sheyingdui was rather together,&lt;br /&gt;we skipped all the dirty games, together.&lt;br /&gt;we settled upon the thing, that as long as we were happy, and having fun,&lt;br /&gt;it'll be alright.&lt;br /&gt;thus, we went over to the first station,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crawling through hula hoops, and on it, dangled cups filled to the brim with pond water.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;literal pond water, coupled with leaves twigs, and all.&lt;br /&gt;it was expected that everyone got downright dirty and wet,&lt;br /&gt;and well,&lt;br /&gt;we all did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to avoid our fourth station, called shuttle roll,&lt;br /&gt;one which,&lt;br /&gt;we had to,&lt;br /&gt;do something really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;we had to roll, yes roll, with our upper part of our bodies,&lt;br /&gt;across this bunch of garbage bags tapped to the floor,&lt;br /&gt;and on these garbage bags were..&lt;br /&gt;highly interesting things,&lt;br /&gt;comprising of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slices of apple {this was quite alright}&lt;br /&gt;ketchup. {you getting the picture?}&lt;br /&gt;green tea.&lt;br /&gt;mustard.&lt;br /&gt;prawns.&lt;br /&gt;half eaten food.&lt;br /&gt;leaves.&lt;br /&gt;twigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and practically anything else they could salvage from the area.&lt;br /&gt;i highly suspect that those stuff on the garbage bags,&lt;br /&gt;were. not. clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, and thus,&lt;br /&gt;the whole syd skipped that station,&lt;br /&gt;or rather,&lt;br /&gt;we did something much more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone suggested that we pretend to get "lost",&lt;br /&gt;and to walk really slow to the 3 other stations before that one,&lt;br /&gt;so that we'll miss that station.&lt;br /&gt;haha. it worked, kinda to our advantage.&lt;br /&gt;and every other single group got dirty,&lt;br /&gt;except us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was also this other game,&lt;br /&gt;the banana one.&lt;br /&gt;someone had to do a lottery-pick a piece of paper from a plastic cup,&lt;br /&gt;read the question on that paper,&lt;br /&gt;and with that,&lt;br /&gt;we had to hold hands round the make-shift pool,&lt;br /&gt;made with those baby pool material,&lt;br /&gt;and use our mouths, and only our mouths,&lt;br /&gt;to pick a the banana with the correct answer out.&lt;br /&gt;while the game masters splashed us with water.&lt;br /&gt;so, in other words,&lt;br /&gt;we all got stinkingly wet.&lt;br /&gt;but that wasnt all,&lt;br /&gt;once we got the correct banana,&lt;br /&gt;we had to pass the banana with our mouths to one another,&lt;br /&gt;peeling it along the way,&lt;br /&gt;how we did that,&lt;br /&gt;i wont share,&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun, yet disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other stations required us to pass something, or find something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the marshmallow push-up:&lt;br /&gt;put a marshmallow in our mouth, do 5 push-ups,&lt;br /&gt;making sure that the marshmallow dips into this mixture of greentea and ketchup,&lt;br /&gt;and finally,&lt;br /&gt;eat that marshmallow.&lt;br /&gt;it.&lt;br /&gt;was.&lt;br /&gt;disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;the combination is something i would never want to eat, much less drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the basketball pass:&lt;br /&gt;this one was quite alright still.&lt;br /&gt;pass the basketball between your ankles, w/o letting the basketball touch the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuttle roll:&lt;br /&gt;told you bout that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flour &amp;amp; m&amp;amp;ms:&lt;br /&gt;m&amp;amp;ms were hidden in a tray-full of flour,&lt;br /&gt;and 5 people had to blow at it to find the hidden m&amp;amp;ms,&lt;br /&gt;while the others did the chicken dance.&lt;br /&gt;also,&lt;br /&gt;it got your face really flour-y, white, smooth, etc.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ketchup smack:&lt;br /&gt;skipped this one.&lt;br /&gt;it goes like this: put ketchup on your palms,&lt;br /&gt;pick a piece of paper from a plastic cup.&lt;br /&gt;form a circle,&lt;br /&gt;if your paper says "neck"&lt;br /&gt;YOUR hand had to smack your partner's NECK.&lt;br /&gt;and, so on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;skipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pass the ball:&lt;br /&gt;same comcept as the ketchup smack,&lt;br /&gt;only in this case, we used balls,&lt;br /&gt;our first task was disgustingly easy.&lt;br /&gt;it said:&lt;br /&gt;mouth.&lt;br /&gt;thus, we had to use a pingpong ball,&lt;br /&gt;and pass it around to everyone,&lt;br /&gt;using,&lt;br /&gt;only,&lt;br /&gt;our mouth.&lt;br /&gt;facianting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that was mainly it, for the games side.&lt;br /&gt;the syd went back to sph as clean as a whistle,&lt;br /&gt;while the rest had to bathe and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had dinner next, a buffet specially for txy people.&lt;br /&gt;the finale was the "prom" night.&lt;br /&gt;there were dances/acts by the different groups,&lt;br /&gt;and by the leaders themselves,&lt;br /&gt;batch song, batch dance, and phototaking.&lt;br /&gt;everything ended with a bang,&lt;br /&gt;and it was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except the part when i developed a dumb headache.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess that's it.&lt;br /&gt;ended around ten thirty plus plus, reaching eleven.&lt;br /&gt;went straight home, and slept.&lt;br /&gt;like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i've got to finish up my homework,&lt;br /&gt;so well,&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i hope.&lt;br /&gt;i pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-6818717186480505536?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6818717186480505536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i sense, that .. someone's stalking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever you are, if you're reading this.&lt;br /&gt;i can SENSE you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you searched for "jasmine chan labyrinthine" under google blogs,&lt;br /&gt;you're from singapore,&lt;br /&gt;and you're using a Opera browser,&lt;br /&gt;you're also NOT using windows vista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i conclude,&lt;br /&gt;that you're really scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever you are.&lt;br /&gt;hi, you're really scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-1969975926419061228?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1969975926419061228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt;: tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 random things around me&lt;/span&gt;: laptop sleeve, cup of cold water, brown pen, casing of OneTouch 4 Mini, keychain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;currently listening to&lt;/span&gt;: Ultimate by lindsay lohan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thinking about&lt;/span&gt;: Jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has to be totally random,&lt;br /&gt;but who cares,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents recently got our house mio-ed,&lt;br /&gt;singtel peeps came by, and MIO-ed our house up,&lt;br /&gt;now i'm on a wireless connection with the MIO, rather then my previous wired.&lt;br /&gt;and thus, i sat down today,&lt;br /&gt;to examine and dissect the mio tv,&lt;br /&gt;watched dollhouse,&lt;br /&gt;which i think is super interesting,&lt;br /&gt;which i'm also considering to download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other show which caught my attention was The Bachelor, season 13.&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;JASON IS.&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;br /&gt;STUNNINGLY&lt;br /&gt;HAWT.&lt;br /&gt;even if he is a single dad or what.&lt;br /&gt;but he's smoking hot!&lt;br /&gt;and what's more, he's stinking sweeeet as wellllll!&lt;br /&gt;man,&lt;br /&gt;but still, it's partial reality tv.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;the show was great however,&lt;br /&gt;i got obsessed with it,&lt;br /&gt;and went to watch the rest of the season online, right up to the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were cat-fights on scene,&lt;br /&gt;and saucy kissing scenes,&lt;br /&gt;which escalated from single dates,&lt;br /&gt;and this part where they had to act on the scene of general hospital,&lt;br /&gt;this girl kept getting NG'ed in the kissing scene,&lt;br /&gt;thus leading to a 11-round over-and-over again kiss.&lt;br /&gt;which in turn, pissed the rest of the girls off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda funny, seeing the reactions of all these women,&lt;br /&gt;and what jealous antics are they capable of coming up with,&lt;br /&gt;just to vie for the guy's affections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can never imagine anyone ever doing that.&lt;br /&gt;it's just so shocking.&lt;br /&gt;being so downright&lt;br /&gt;_______ {fill in the blanks in with your own word}&lt;br /&gt;just for a guy.&lt;br /&gt;that's just.. like, total weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;i can never imagine myself doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still,&lt;br /&gt;boy, is that man hot.&lt;br /&gt;and boy, are the girls who contested super beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and like&lt;br /&gt;it's two plus now.&lt;br /&gt;i'd better turn in.&lt;br /&gt;since i've got the yingxin on tomorrow still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me how it went today.&lt;br /&gt;i wont say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-4903010683478748025?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4903010683478748025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=4903010683478748025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/4903010683478748025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/4903010683478748025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/with-all-my-heart.html' title='with all my heart.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-8874803377443297936</id><published>2009-03-18T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:01:08.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me that you're not the guy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt;: sad. in it's literal terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;location&lt;/span&gt;: Home, in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;listening to&lt;/span&gt;: What a girl wants, by pussycat dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 random things near me&lt;/span&gt;: sliced apples, 2external hardisk, econs lecture book, camera bag, pencil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;quote of the day(i really overheard this one)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"A" was complaning about his job and how he wanted a higher paying job, as it even came with one's own personal cubicle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: man, i want a job which provides me with my own cubicle.&lt;br /&gt;B: teacher.&lt;br /&gt;A: hur?&lt;br /&gt;B: be a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;A: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for the txy's orientation today, i wont say that it was down-right boring,&lt;br /&gt;but still, it didnt really like, make me have that "orientation" feel of what i had for my JC orientation.&lt;br /&gt;i guess part of that was due to the fact that it was so chinese-orientated,&lt;br /&gt;which is something, i guess i'll never be able to get used to,&lt;br /&gt;given my weak foundation in chinese,&lt;br /&gt;i can easily understand spoken conversational chinese,&lt;br /&gt;however, once it comes to written work, or reading,&lt;br /&gt;i can practically wave a white flag,&lt;br /&gt;or scribble simple chinese character on separate vanguard sheets saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wo bu ke yi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a literal translation would be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" i cannot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but crap, i cant write "ke".&lt;br /&gt;i'm serious, HAHAHA, omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll change it to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wo bu &lt;s&gt;dong&lt;/s&gt;hui"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once more, i've got no idea how to write "dong".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a total miracle how i was able to pass my Olevel chinese.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the main point,&lt;br /&gt;the day kicked off with us sitting around the lobby area, stoning.&lt;br /&gt;and awaiting for everyone to arrive before we went into the auditorium to start off the whole orientation.&lt;br /&gt;still, i'm loving SPH's building,&lt;br /&gt;which is, as i've said in one of my previous post,&lt;br /&gt;super sexy and sleek.&lt;br /&gt;went into the auditorium and hung around until the rest of the groups arrived.&lt;br /&gt;played some real cold icebreakers after that.&lt;br /&gt;it didnt work much in thawing the coldness which hung in the air,&lt;br /&gt;but still, had quite a laugh at some of the antics of the seniors who tried their very best in warming up the whole arena.&lt;br /&gt;had indoor games after that,&lt;br /&gt;typical mass games like: "blow wind blow"&lt;br /&gt;known in chinese as: "da feng chui"&lt;br /&gt;as well as pass the parcel.&lt;br /&gt;which escalated into huge bubbles of laughter from everyone due to the hilarious forfeits as well as the excitement in passing the parcel as quick as they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;based solely on my opinion, it wasnt that much for my age,&lt;br /&gt;or rather, for my age, alone, there.&lt;br /&gt;cause the rest of the people around me, besides the seniors, were younger then me.&lt;br /&gt;connection link.&lt;br /&gt;not.&lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;br /&gt;crap, i'm like, feeling so old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had other activities as well, however, i'm half asleep right now, and am unable to remember them in order.&lt;br /&gt;but we had station games, one of which i think is super creative of them,&lt;br /&gt;is the one where we had to melt a block of ice.&lt;br /&gt;the rules of the game though,&lt;br /&gt;is to use,&lt;br /&gt;only our,&lt;br /&gt;feet.&lt;br /&gt;and we couldnt move the ice block out into the sun,&lt;br /&gt;only in the shade, which rendered us pretty useless at that point of time,&lt;br /&gt;everyone's feet just kept rubbing the huge block of ice,&lt;br /&gt;and suffered from third degree frost.&lt;br /&gt;until we devised up a plan to melt the ice quicker.&lt;br /&gt;we ran out into the pavement where there was sunlight shining upon it, and stood there for awhile,&lt;br /&gt;warming our feet up a notch,&lt;br /&gt;then running back to that block of ice,&lt;br /&gt;and then, heat transfer.&lt;br /&gt;the rest was &lt;s&gt;history&lt;/s&gt;physics.&lt;br /&gt;we had other weird games too, one basketball one,&lt;br /&gt;in which, i utterly failed in,&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt even get a single shot of that smelly orange, weird, rubbery ball, into that tall, stinking hoop.&lt;br /&gt;another game was this one where some had to dirty our feet, and put it into this pail of flour/water soultion, and pick items stated out of the mess.&lt;br /&gt;the catch, you had to be blindfolded.&lt;br /&gt;then there was also the scissors paper stone one,&lt;br /&gt;the acting one as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i was super uncomfortable with,&lt;br /&gt;was that cause they replayed the scene of&lt;br /&gt;"this madman planting a bomb somewhere, and we've got to listen to his instructions to play the games, gain clues, and figure out where the bomb was planted, and who did it."&lt;br /&gt;and apparently, all the instructions were played in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;it was such a chim chinese, that i was unable to catch anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;i'm such a failure.&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt do anything much to help the team,&lt;br /&gt;not because i didnt want to,&lt;br /&gt;but because i couldnt.&lt;br /&gt;or rather, i've got no ability to put into action to give them aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was also lunch,&lt;br /&gt;rice, vege, tofu, tofu with curry.&lt;br /&gt;delicious actually, it was quite filling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also sat around for this lecture of sorts, by two speakers who were in-charge.&lt;br /&gt;and as you could guess,&lt;br /&gt;they spoke in chinese,&lt;br /&gt;and i couldnt really understand what they said,&lt;br /&gt;gave up pretending to listen halfway,&lt;br /&gt;it was really frying all my nerves as each moment pass, my brain tried to process what the lady just said,&lt;br /&gt;but, it just couldnt.&lt;br /&gt;crap, again, the feeling of a failure creeps up upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the syd team went up to the office halfway, cause one of the speeches given didnt really relate to us. in the office room, they briefed us on the assignments,&lt;br /&gt;etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,&lt;br /&gt;and the best, and the most ever bestest most wonderful event of the day, was that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WENT INTO THE WORK OFFICE OF THE LIANHEZAOBAO.&lt;br /&gt;THE OFFICIAL HUGE BIG, SPACIOUS, WORK-LIKE, OMGWTBZMGBBQ, OFFICE!&lt;br /&gt;IT. IS. SO. NICE. NICE. NICE.&lt;br /&gt;i still harbour a thought of someday becoming a journalist,&lt;br /&gt;in a way of sorts,&lt;br /&gt;but for the english paper of cause,&lt;br /&gt;it'll be an insult to the chinese industry if i apply for a job in the chinese sector.&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER,&lt;br /&gt;i still saw the office of the lianhezaobao, even if it isnt the strait times,&lt;br /&gt;it was still a journalist's office!&lt;br /&gt;no words could describe my excitement,&lt;br /&gt;everything around there, was just so cool.&lt;br /&gt;to me though.&lt;br /&gt;i think i was the only one who was awed at the vastness of the office, as well as the atmosphere of the whole area,&lt;br /&gt;it just gave me a really cool feeling,&lt;br /&gt;something i'm unable to describe.&lt;br /&gt;but yet something i'll remember on forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and we learned the 通讯员 dance today.&lt;br /&gt;one which i didnt participate in.&lt;br /&gt;i just couldnt bring myself to.&lt;br /&gt;blame it on my self-conciousness, and low self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;i myself dont even understand why i'm able to dance freely for my school's college dance,&lt;br /&gt;but not for this 通讯员 dance.&lt;br /&gt;it gave me a huge headache,&lt;br /&gt;and rendered my mind to think that i was really useless after that.&lt;br /&gt;i've got no idea why i reacted so strongly to it.&lt;br /&gt;it's just a dance, or so everyone tells me.&lt;br /&gt;but it seems like i've got a phobia for this.&lt;br /&gt;oh, bless me.&lt;br /&gt;i cant continue on like that for the next two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;living in a full chinese environment, with no english.&lt;br /&gt;no hyper people to talk to,&lt;br /&gt;nor anyone my age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another question was also always on the brim of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;or rather, questions.&lt;br /&gt;"what if i'm not comparable to the other people in the SYD."&lt;br /&gt;"what if their photos are better then mine."&lt;br /&gt;"what if the photos i take look like shite."&lt;br /&gt;"what if the stuffs i shoot never got published."&lt;br /&gt;"what if.."&lt;br /&gt;"what if.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just a huge bundle of "what ifs".&lt;br /&gt;buy 1 get rest free,&lt;br /&gt;constant stress,&lt;br /&gt;constant reminders,&lt;br /&gt;constant self-degradation.&lt;br /&gt;terms and conditions apply,&lt;br /&gt;no spare batteries included,&lt;br /&gt;once internal batteries are used up,&lt;br /&gt;item is rendered useless and can be thrown away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's the really-stress month for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{i really do have to sleep now, my eyes are closing, i'm half dead. i've yet to finish econs, will update more about tomorrow and it's activites.&lt;br /&gt;i also think that the stress put upon me today fried a huge part of my circuit.&lt;br /&gt;thus, i'm now muttering weird stuffs.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sigh.&lt;br /&gt;do things always have to be this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-8874803377443297936?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8874803377443297936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=8874803377443297936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/8874803377443297936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/8874803377443297936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/tell-me-that-youre-not-guy.html' title='tell me that you&apos;re not the guy.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-7702133262906922294</id><published>2009-03-17T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:42:20.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bumblebee.</title><content type='html'>guess today turned to be quite wonderful,&lt;br /&gt;i managed to get the things i really do need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, my 320gb hardisk,&lt;br /&gt;secondly, my contact lens solution&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, my chemistry effective guide book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm rather glad with my purchases,&lt;br /&gt;although the hardisk is so ubber professional,&lt;br /&gt;that it gave me a slight problem,&lt;br /&gt;making me have to reformat it all over again,&lt;br /&gt;but i guess that would be no biggie, and it'll soon be done.&lt;br /&gt;i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a 320gb one, maxtor, from seagate.&lt;br /&gt;which cost me a whopping 140bucks outa my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;something which hurts deeply.&lt;br /&gt;like, real deep.&lt;br /&gt;deep deep down down.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, i'll be putting it to good use soon,&lt;br /&gt;as my old one seems to be... failing.&lt;br /&gt;and like, at any moment of time,&lt;br /&gt;it might just give up the hope of living,&lt;br /&gt;plunging itself, together with all my 2 years worth of data,&lt;br /&gt;into the deepest wormhole one can possibly find.&lt;br /&gt;if it were to do that,&lt;br /&gt;i think i might cry.&lt;br /&gt;two years worth of data, is, alot.&lt;br /&gt;more then you can ever imagine.&lt;br /&gt;and all very close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.so.love.computer.gadgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohcrap. i'm reading an article,&lt;br /&gt;about formatting a hardisk in macosx, and windowsxp.&lt;br /&gt;and about macosx unable to write in a NTFS state.&lt;br /&gt;crapshietdung. it's already halfway done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be right back.&lt;br /&gt;i've got a crisis on my hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-7702133262906922294?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7702133262906922294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=7702133262906922294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/7702133262906922294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/7702133262906922294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/bumblebee.html' title='bumblebee.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-5536853473221536959</id><published>2009-03-16T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T15:09:16.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just something really random.</title><content type='html'>yea, as stated in the title above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;title: really random things, part one&lt;br /&gt;location: SRJC's computer room in the library.&lt;br /&gt;mood: irritated {at those noisy people}&lt;br /&gt;by: yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i want to eat sushi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"werther's originals"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ba ra pa pa pa, i'm lovin' it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" if life was a bubble..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i need a new external hardisk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my laptop life has like, 1:29hrs left"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"there's this bunch of crazy people in the same room as me, in the library, and they're making alot of noise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"should i print my speech, or not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"maybe i'll just write it down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bored."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"orange"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"triangles"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i want to eat you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-5536853473221536959?l=my-labyrinthine-life.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-530860806571032750.post-2887149861501945262</id><published>2009-03-15T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:09:15.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no lies, so dont even try.</title><content type='html'>my schedule's been tight recently,&lt;br /&gt;having to cope with the homework piled up upon me,&lt;br /&gt;council stuff,&lt;br /&gt;as well as the sheyingdui(sph student photojournalist thingthing) stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this march holidays,&lt;br /&gt;it dosent seem like a holiday any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got to go back to school on monday and tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;and would most likely be staying till six to seven plus in school for the council vetting of speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;monday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.00 - 11.00 {history lecture}&lt;br /&gt;12.30 - 1.30 {chem lecture}&lt;br /&gt;4.00 - 5.00 {pre-u sem creative team}&lt;br /&gt;5.00 - 6.00+ {vetting of exco speeches}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;tuesday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.30 - 9.30 {history tutorial}&lt;br /&gt;11.30 - 12.30 {econs lecture}&lt;br /&gt;1.30 - 2.30 {econs lecture}&lt;br /&gt;4.00 - 6.00 {NE briefing for exco}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;weds till friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Orientation Camp {sheyingdui}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess the above numbers seem quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;still, school's fun.&lt;br /&gt;i'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;besides all the stress and homework,&lt;br /&gt;it has still been super fun, with the utter hilarious people from my class,&lt;br /&gt;i guess there can be no day where the word fun isnt incorporated into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i really want to update about, but due to time constrains,&lt;br /&gt;am unable to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;godma's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;the syd's "outing"&lt;br /&gt;past few school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah, im like, super tired.&lt;br /&gt;but still, i've got to concentrate,&lt;br /&gt;history test's on tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;have. to. study. for. it.&lt;br /&gt;have. to. hand. in. speech. also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-freaks out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-2887149861501945262?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2887149861501945262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=2887149861501945262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/2887149861501945262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/2887149861501945262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-lies-so-dont-even-try.html' title='no lies, so dont even try.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-1505933418953736595</id><published>2009-03-11T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T23:43:13.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're the ultimate.</title><content type='html'>i've been super busy the past few days,&lt;br /&gt;thus i've had no time to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but fret not,&lt;br /&gt;i'll do so soon,&lt;br /&gt;to entertain the masses, and special people like calista,&lt;br /&gt;who visits my blog often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently &lt;s&gt;studying&lt;/s&gt; trying to revise for my econs lecture test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;but first,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to briefly explain my life thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08th march, had the most wonderful and touching day of my life thus far,&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my all mighty friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namely gillian, jovan, clifford, calista, jermaine, jeslin, su ann, yoke yang, emmie, may, hua zhen, marijam, victoria, cecilia, amelia, angeline, bek loo, sandra, zing, aiikemii, shaun, bern, ng, benjamin, melody, my dearest elmo, jiansheng, regina, damien, meh, gary, rika, hanan, hafiz, gabriel, joan, KC, joanathanY, jonathanN, cz, zhuang hao, jian he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many thanks as well to those whose name i did not mention in the above.&lt;br /&gt;i would really wish to thank you guys, for making my birthday such a fab day,&lt;br /&gt;and to those,&lt;br /&gt;who went out with me, thanks for all the planning,&lt;br /&gt;and esp the cake and flowers,&lt;br /&gt;you guys rock my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{ps: the flowers are still surviving!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;details of the event, i guess i'll mostlikely state in my next post,&lt;br /&gt;when i've got more time to type.&lt;br /&gt;cause it's really super long, and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the past few days, i've got pack loads of stuffs piling upon me.&lt;br /&gt;plus, i've still not recovered from the flu,&lt;br /&gt;although now it's much better, i dont croak like a flamingo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;student council side, has been great,&lt;br /&gt;i went for cca today,&lt;br /&gt;and turns out,&lt;br /&gt;i'm in the creative side of the Pre-U seminar,&lt;br /&gt;which is something supa big, but i'm still afraid that it'll affect my studies.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully it would not though.&lt;br /&gt;oh,&lt;br /&gt;and bless my rocky soul,&lt;br /&gt;i've got to make my speech on monday, when school re-opens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other side of my ever-so-interesting life,&lt;br /&gt;i've been accepted into the she ying dui,&lt;br /&gt;the lian he zao bao student photographers thing.&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm feeling kinda happy.&lt;br /&gt;but still,&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid that my studies would get affected.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously pray not.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and theres this outing this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid that i'll faint when someone starts talking to me,&lt;br /&gt;or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;thats how scary i can be.&lt;br /&gt;man, worse, i wont know a single shadow down there!&lt;br /&gt;its gona be torturous.&lt;br /&gt;oooh my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got to get back to my econs,&lt;br /&gt;and stop staring at my utterly interesting mac screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.&lt;br /&gt;will.&lt;br /&gt;get.&lt;br /&gt;back.&lt;br /&gt;to.&lt;br /&gt;work.&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like,&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;now?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;nownownonwowowwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;nownwonwonwowww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-1505933418953736595?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1505933418953736595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=1505933418953736595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/1505933418953736595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/1505933418953736595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/youre-ultimate.html' title='you&apos;re the ultimate.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-5678475494116169735</id><published>2009-03-08T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T01:09:42.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chopsticks!</title><content type='html'>today was rather super duper fun i would say.&lt;br /&gt;was asked by damien to join in the "lian he zao bao's student photojournalism" thing.&lt;br /&gt;which made me stay up till 3am,&lt;br /&gt;to find 5 good photos to pre-submit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again,&lt;br /&gt;i would sincerely like to thank clifford,&lt;br /&gt;who was awake till 3am,&lt;br /&gt;and who agreed to accompany me for the event.&lt;br /&gt;clifford, if you're reading,&lt;br /&gt;no words can express my feelings, of how glad i am to have you there,&lt;br /&gt;or seriously,&lt;br /&gt;i would have died.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for sleeping at 3am, and waking up at 7plus.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;although i would seriously love it,&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD DELETE THOSE UNGLAM PICTURES OF ME.&lt;br /&gt;but i would still like to thank you, alot.&lt;br /&gt;thanks friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at seven this morning, and lazed my molecules out in bed,&lt;br /&gt;before switching on the processor of my body.&lt;br /&gt;got ready, and woke clifford up at 7plus.&lt;br /&gt;went out quite early, and waited for damien &amp;amp; clifford at braddell mrt.&lt;br /&gt;when all had arrived,&lt;br /&gt;damien brought the small group of us, {consisting of a few other people too.}&lt;br /&gt;over to SPH {singapore press holdings}.&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;boy.&lt;br /&gt;do.&lt;br /&gt;i.&lt;br /&gt;tell.&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm totally in love with that building.&lt;br /&gt;it is utterly sleek,&lt;br /&gt;and modernized,&lt;br /&gt;as well as huge.&lt;br /&gt;real huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked in and went up to the second storey,&lt;br /&gt;and gathered in a room together with other students for a briefing.&lt;br /&gt;it was rather engaging,&lt;br /&gt;as it was all upon photojournalism.&lt;br /&gt;which is something, i would seriously wish to take up,&lt;br /&gt;if i had the chance to.&lt;br /&gt;we headed over to little india for our on the spot shoots,&lt;br /&gt;i only managed to capture one really good photo,&lt;br /&gt;cause i'll say that mainly the rest of the group was kinda trigger-happy.&lt;br /&gt;took lunch at this insanely expensive stall.&lt;br /&gt;i ordered a plate of rice {which came with a huge chunk of chicken},&lt;br /&gt;and had curry gravy poured on top of it.&lt;br /&gt;to the shock of my wallet,&lt;br /&gt;it cost me five bucks.&lt;br /&gt;i added a drink,&lt;br /&gt;and it came up to six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, i would say that it was rather nice,&lt;br /&gt;the rice i mean, not the price mind you.&lt;br /&gt;it had these little raisins inside,&lt;br /&gt;as well as a variety of spices used.&lt;br /&gt;rather traditional, yet refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;jabbered with the other senior at the table and got to know more about the university lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;which i think,&lt;br /&gt;dosent really affect my in-mind choices.&lt;br /&gt;i would still definitely want to go into the teaching line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damien left us after that,&lt;br /&gt;and our group headed back to SPH for our interviews.&lt;br /&gt;i admit, i was kinda nervous.&lt;br /&gt;cause i had no idea what to expect,&lt;br /&gt;and secondly,&lt;br /&gt;my chinese language, is totally bad.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, for the interview,&lt;br /&gt;we talked in english,&lt;br /&gt;in which they asked me many mind-boggling questions.&lt;br /&gt;i'll still say that it was super duper fun though.&lt;br /&gt;if i really do get in,&lt;br /&gt;it'll be a joy for me,&lt;br /&gt;but i'll have to learn how to manage my time well, for starters,&lt;br /&gt;and have absolute self discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the interview had ended,&lt;br /&gt;clifford and i went over to dhoby to meet calista and gill.&lt;br /&gt;found them, said hi, and then clifford left.&lt;br /&gt;the three of us settled at yoshinoya after taking quite some time waking around.&lt;br /&gt;then regina arrived, and she contributed quite some bit for our slogan.&lt;br /&gt;at the same time, we thought up our draft plans for the council posters,&lt;br /&gt;and i think ours is bound to be super striking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as calista and regina had to leave early,&lt;br /&gt;gill and i walked around plaza sing for awhile,&lt;br /&gt;giving me ample time to find the stuffs that i wanted to find,&lt;br /&gt;as well as to get a proper sleeve for my macbook.&lt;br /&gt;which is now, safely secured in this sumajin sleeve.&lt;br /&gt;it's stinking compact and has a safety-grip function too.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, we decided to camp at hougang mall's macs,&lt;br /&gt;to finish up the posters.&lt;br /&gt;which took us super long.&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;of which.&lt;br /&gt;i vandalised the table a few times,&lt;br /&gt;littered the whole of underneath me.&lt;br /&gt;cut my finger with a penknife.&lt;br /&gt;slashed many pieces of paper,&lt;br /&gt;and drank 2 drinks,&lt;br /&gt;ate 1 burger.&lt;br /&gt;pee-ed once.&lt;br /&gt;stayed there for like, around 4 hours or so.&lt;br /&gt;super tiring i would say.&lt;br /&gt;i'm dead beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those whom are going out for lunch/dinner on 8th March,&lt;br /&gt;you guys better not be planning something evil.&lt;br /&gt;cause from what my spies tell me,&lt;br /&gt;i suspect that you guys are planning a kidnap case.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm really afraid.&lt;br /&gt;AND. ONE MORE THING.&lt;br /&gt;I DONT UNDERSTAND WHY JOVAN ASKS ME TO BRING SOMETHING TO HIDE MY FACE.&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME WHATS GOING ON LEEEEEEEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOOOSSSHH LAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and finally.&lt;br /&gt;i'm one year older.&lt;br /&gt;i celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the well wishes from you guys, be it by phone or online.&lt;br /&gt;thanks peeps!&lt;br /&gt;you guys are like, the super-men/women of gotham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shiet, wrong.&lt;br /&gt;that's batman's town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-5678475494116169735?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5678475494116169735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=5678475494116169735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/5678475494116169735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/5678475494116169735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/chopsticks.html' title='chopsticks!'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-8162331842393437282</id><published>2009-03-06T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T13:37:08.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>run baby run.</title><content type='html'>i'm like, in school now.&lt;br /&gt;together with a few bunch of dearest friends {su ann requested this},&lt;br /&gt;who loaned laptops from the library,&lt;br /&gt;we're &lt;s&gt;making alot of noise&lt;/s&gt; being quiet,&lt;br /&gt;and trying to do our work.&lt;br /&gt;or rather,&lt;br /&gt;clifford's trying to hack into the school's printer system.&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying not to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;su ann's watching me type.&lt;br /&gt;jovan's staring at pretty girls on gill's com.&lt;br /&gt;gill's looking at jermaine's com.&lt;br /&gt;and calista is intently stuck onto her msn.&lt;br /&gt;chatting with someone, who's dp looks really dark.&lt;br /&gt;su ann says, its an indian.&lt;br /&gt;i'm partially agreeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now jovan, gil and jermaine's super interested in jer's com.&lt;br /&gt;prefably a hunk.&lt;br /&gt;cause jovan's slightly ghey.&lt;br /&gt;as so i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;this aint getting anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;and we've yet to eat.&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;i'm starving.&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;SHIET.&lt;br /&gt;TEH BLEEDY TOILETS, {the portalble ones}&lt;br /&gt;ARE.&lt;br /&gt;VERY.&lt;br /&gt;WEIRD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they flush with a blue fluid.&lt;br /&gt;which to my suprise.&lt;br /&gt;smells super nice.&lt;br /&gt;like, fruity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, we've got to go now.&lt;br /&gt;cause i've got my council duty later.&lt;br /&gt;to give out alevel results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dramatic sounds in the background-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clifford's now trigger-happy.&lt;br /&gt;and we're all deciding to leave soon.&lt;br /&gt;i hope.&lt;br /&gt;but no one seems to be moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh-my-gosh.&lt;br /&gt;my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;no man.&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;how can they do this to me.&lt;br /&gt;i really do want to eat.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;CALISTA SAYS LETS GO.&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT MAN.&lt;br /&gt;LETS GO.&lt;br /&gt;EAT EAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-8162331842393437282?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8162331842393437282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=8162331842393437282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/8162331842393437282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/8162331842393437282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/run-baby-run.html' title='run baby run.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-1844140467248384478</id><published>2009-03-05T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T02:09:32.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont remind me, i'm not over it.</title><content type='html'>i'm sneezing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;i have this slight tingling feeling that my nose may drop off at any point of time.&lt;br /&gt;and run out of my door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and school today was really stink-ish.&lt;br /&gt;for three main reasons i guess.&lt;br /&gt;one of them even has the literal meaning of stink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i was sick throughout the whole day, and suffered a total emotional-crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) someone irritated me, big-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) THE. SCHOOL'S. WATER. PIPE. RUPTURED. THUS. WE. HAD. NO. WATER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe a last point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) i was so stinking sick last night, that i've totally forgotten to complete my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling really bad in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;and i think now, i'm still feeling just as bad.&lt;br /&gt;to make things worse, it seems to be pouring outside.&lt;br /&gt;in which, lowers the temperature,&lt;br /&gt;causing my poor nose to act up once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's like 1.30am.&lt;br /&gt;and i've finally finished all my homework.&lt;br /&gt;both my chem and my econs,&lt;br /&gt;which was crazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to elaborate upon the no-water situation in school today,&lt;br /&gt;it was fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;cause there was really no water at all.&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll leave the imagination part up to you,&lt;br /&gt;as to how did all those super urgent people pee.&lt;br /&gt;there was no drinking water.&lt;br /&gt;there was no flushing water.&lt;br /&gt;there was no tap water.&lt;br /&gt;there was no water.&lt;br /&gt;its like, water rationing day kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;water supply only arrived after lessons ended,&lt;br /&gt;which was kinda dumb.&lt;br /&gt;the PUB had to arrive in a tanker filled with water,&lt;br /&gt;and all the students queued up to refill their water bottle or wash their hands,&lt;br /&gt;which to me, was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;also, an irony.&lt;br /&gt;they brought in plastic toilets.&lt;br /&gt;after we ended classes.&lt;br /&gt;maybe for the rest of the school population,&lt;br /&gt;but WHY COULDNT THEY HAVE DONE SO EARLIER.&lt;br /&gt;SO THAT I DID NOT HAVE TO URGENTLY PEE INTO A TOILET BOWL STUFFED WITH TOILET PAPER BY OTHERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ew i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;total eww-ish.&lt;br /&gt;ew.ew.ew.ew.ew.ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other then that point, lessons went ahead quite smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;almost fell asleep for chem.&lt;br /&gt;lit was okay, but my whole body wasnt feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;same goes with history.&lt;br /&gt;i was stinking cold in that room, where i suspect that the aircon blasts at the lowest temperature ever.&lt;br /&gt;GP was fun of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;we ended up singing Christian songs,&lt;br /&gt;me, calista, su ann and jeslin.&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda cool though,&lt;br /&gt;all of us, singing in unison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left school after that, accompanied clifford to the mrt,&lt;br /&gt;cause i wanted to get my econs book, from heartland mall's popular.&lt;br /&gt;{thanks to jasT for the popular card.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it ended up as him following me around.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously feel super bad for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI CLIFFORD. IF YOU'RE READING THIS.&lt;br /&gt;SORRY MAN.&lt;br /&gt;I KINDA MADE YOU FOLLOW ME AROUND. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what was wrong with this particular day,&lt;br /&gt;but when we entered popular and headed to the A'Levels section,&lt;br /&gt;i. was. not. able. to. find. that. really. elusive. econs. book.&lt;br /&gt;which really made me distressed.&lt;br /&gt;cause i prep-talked myself into making a effort for my econs.&lt;br /&gt;and that missing book, totally spoilt it.&lt;br /&gt;i told myself that no matter what, i've got to try and find that book.&lt;br /&gt;thus,&lt;br /&gt;decided that i'll head on over to hougang mall to find it at THAT popular instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{thanks &amp;amp; a huge sorry to clifford for tagging along, okay, now i feel really bad.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went up to the third floor, and a sight greeted my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;a range of various alevel related books.&lt;br /&gt;BUT still,&lt;br /&gt;that. fishball. book. was. not. there!&lt;br /&gt;it was so pissing i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;whoever bought that last copy, you watch out.&lt;br /&gt;you'll face my telepathy wrath.&lt;br /&gt;if gillian and i can close a door with our minds, {gill, if you're reading this, -wink. HAHA!}&lt;br /&gt;i can certainly fry your brains atom by atom.&lt;br /&gt;which to me, i think might be quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;but it would be a really bad way to die.&lt;br /&gt;i wont feel anything for you.&lt;br /&gt;as i seriously desperately really wanted that chickenpoop book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess,&lt;br /&gt;it was not fated for me to have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we hovered around the laptop sleeves area for quite some time,&lt;br /&gt;before going down to the ground floor to decide if we were eating or not.&lt;br /&gt;finally decided that we shall.&lt;br /&gt;and with his powerful and genius mind {i'm saying this, cause i really feel guilty. shiet.}&lt;br /&gt;clifford asked if i still held onto the coupons that ms zeenat gave us during econs for longjohns,&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, it was there!&lt;br /&gt;hafiz and the rest had taken some of them,&lt;br /&gt;but at least, there were still a few coupons left.&lt;br /&gt;we found a seat at LJS and settled down to get our food.&lt;br /&gt;ate and chatted about random stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did  a total scrutiny of clifford's netbook.&lt;br /&gt;which was super cute.&lt;br /&gt;and sleek,&lt;br /&gt;and quite stable.&lt;br /&gt;which was amazing for something running on a small processor.&lt;br /&gt;he showed me slide shows and practically all his pictures that he had taken before,&lt;br /&gt;of various events,&lt;br /&gt;and i kinda got to know more about the student council from him.&lt;br /&gt;which, to say, was rather intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we really sat there until we forgot the time,&lt;br /&gt;and we realized it was around seven plus by the time we left,&lt;br /&gt;or rather, chased away by the cleaner,&lt;br /&gt;cause we took up a space,&lt;br /&gt;however, i can assure you, it was not intentional,&lt;br /&gt;as we kept staring at the screen,&lt;br /&gt;that we didnt get to notice people around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked over to my bus stop area,&lt;br /&gt;waited for my bus,&lt;br /&gt;talked about weird school/computer related stuffs&lt;br /&gt;went home on the bus after that,&lt;br /&gt;while he took the mrt back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i cant describe today in proper words.&lt;br /&gt;cause now,&lt;br /&gt;my nose is terribly acting up again.&lt;br /&gt;it's starting to run like mad.&lt;br /&gt;it just drips.&lt;br /&gt;ew.&lt;br /&gt;ew.&lt;br /&gt;ew.&lt;br /&gt;ew.&lt;br /&gt;ew.&lt;br /&gt;ew.&lt;br /&gt;ew.&lt;br /&gt;ew.&lt;br /&gt;ewwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to emmie, if you happen to pass by.&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOSH, I AM UTTERLY SHOCKED AT YOU!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-1844140467248384478?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1844140467248384478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=1844140467248384478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/1844140467248384478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/1844140467248384478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-remind-me-im-not-over-it.html' title='dont remind me, i&apos;m not over it.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-7283665811718947165</id><published>2009-03-04T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:39:19.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lace up your shoes.</title><content type='html'>my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drainage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidetracks: i'm in student council, exco! whoot.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i'm super mad at jovan today.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll throw a stink bomb at him tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;but since my nose's acting up that badly.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll move the date to friday instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;reminder to self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;meeting ahstar, shuan, meh on friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sat's a free day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sun: MUNES+OG;E2+1A03 gathering of sorts for my birthday.(if they all can make it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;homework:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;econs essay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;history BTA &amp;amp; cold war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lit, I STILL DONT KNOW HOW TO DO IT. GAH.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-7283665811718947165?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7283665811718947165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=7283665811718947165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/7283665811718947165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/7283665811718947165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/lace-up-your-shoes.html' title='lace up your shoes.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-5851839070929570692</id><published>2009-03-01T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:18:25.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elephants have big ears.</title><content type='html'>yes, i know the above title is totally random.&lt;br /&gt;but it was the first thing that came to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i've no idea why either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this would be one of the most interesting sundays of my life.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at roughly around seven thirty and got ready for church.&lt;br /&gt;calista and i agreed that we'll attend church service together today morning,&lt;br /&gt;and i met her at city hall, and we walked into the sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;saw benedict there first, the usher guy.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stayed for the whole sermon,&lt;br /&gt;then saw marcus and jonathan as well.&lt;br /&gt;calista and i went around the church compound after that,&lt;br /&gt;and headed to raffles shopping centre to take a stroll.&lt;br /&gt;chatted and had donuts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-winks at calista-&lt;br /&gt;hey darlingggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with rika and jovan after that, and went down to mos burger,&lt;br /&gt;to well,&lt;br /&gt;do our homework.&lt;br /&gt;or rather,&lt;br /&gt;we TRIED to do our homework.&lt;br /&gt;which was practically impossible with the high level of distractions around us.&lt;br /&gt;thus, we waited for jasmine to arrive,&lt;br /&gt;and started to decide where should we go and have our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;for no reason,&lt;br /&gt;i just had this sudden craving for sushi.&lt;br /&gt;calista, rika and me,&lt;br /&gt;we all had, this, super sudden craving for sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus, our stomachs brought us to sake sushi,&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, they didnt have the sushi buffet today.&lt;br /&gt;walked away with utter disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;we carried on strolling through citylink,&lt;br /&gt;finally decided upon thai express.&lt;br /&gt;su ann arrived soon after,&lt;br /&gt;i ordered some super duper delicious softshell crab with curry and rice.&lt;br /&gt;which was simply mouth watering upon sight,&lt;br /&gt;much less upon taste.&lt;br /&gt;it was just.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply finger licking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's one dish, that i can try over and over again,&lt;br /&gt;which i'm sure, i'll never get sick of.&lt;br /&gt;it's THAT good!&lt;br /&gt;yes, you should definitely try it!&lt;br /&gt;my number one recommendation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and we made jovan cry today.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, we made him perspire like some hot chick.&lt;br /&gt;we, or rather, i, added the whole pot of chilli padi onto his fried rice.&lt;br /&gt;but i can seriously say that it was accidental.&lt;br /&gt;i had only meant to pour a slight bit down,&lt;br /&gt;but he knocked into my hand,&lt;br /&gt;and everything went in.&lt;br /&gt;but it still was a funny sight to see droplets of sweat dripping off his chin.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry jovan,&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt resist from laughing through out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily for this time round,&lt;br /&gt;we didnt have the time to play zhong ji mi ma,&lt;br /&gt;instead we headed over to suntec to grab our movie tickets before they ran out.&lt;br /&gt;however, instead of slumdog millionaire,&lt;br /&gt;we decided to watch pink panther instead,&lt;br /&gt;which turned out to be quite a good comedy flick.&lt;br /&gt;three out of five stars i would say.&lt;br /&gt;but you'll have to pay close attention to what they're saying and their actions,&lt;br /&gt;cause there is a prominent accent throughout the whole show,&lt;br /&gt;as well as a few background actions which one must be very detailed enough to notice.&lt;br /&gt;but overall, its still a great show to watch for relaxation purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sky was still grey when we emerged from the cinema,&lt;br /&gt;thunder rolled in the distance,&lt;br /&gt;and lightning stroke relatively close to the buildings numerous times.&lt;br /&gt;decided to walk the underpass way, to avoid all the rain.&lt;br /&gt;we did a pit stop at candy empire to stock up our sour candy collection for tomorrow's lessons,&lt;br /&gt;which i think would come in super handy.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously hope nothing weird would happen to me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;like fall asleep during econs lecture or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;REMINDER TO SELF:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;remember to bring sweets to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;confirm with gary/shaun if we're going out on friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;watch Becker(?) recommended by damien,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dont fall asleep in class, at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-5851839070929570692?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5851839070929570692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=5851839070929570692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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can brush my hair, undress me everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Imagination, life is your creation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Come on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh&lt;br /&gt;Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Come on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got no idea why,&lt;br /&gt;but this song has been popping up in my mind lately.&lt;br /&gt;i've been singing it in the class,&lt;br /&gt;and a few others have sang along.&lt;br /&gt;hanan and i even did the man version of the song,&lt;br /&gt;in which our voices had to go super low to act "manly".&lt;br /&gt;hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met jermaine and bekloo this morning before school started to jog around the track,&lt;br /&gt;managed to do a few rounds,&lt;br /&gt;calista and jeslin said that they'll join in next week.&lt;br /&gt;its kinda fun actually,&lt;br /&gt;feeling the wind in your face, and such.&lt;br /&gt;we went to take a bath after that, then changed into our uniforms,&lt;br /&gt;saw jovan's BALD HEAD,&lt;br /&gt;called out to him, then we went to the canteen and grabbed something to drink,&lt;br /&gt;while our hair dried.&lt;br /&gt;managed to get my frizzly-tangly hair slightly dry and tied up before assembly,&lt;br /&gt;today's morning announcement was cute,&lt;br /&gt;our chem tutor went up onto the podium to dance and sing, the world-famous rock song:&lt;br /&gt;"we will rock you."&lt;br /&gt;which was super sporting and cool of her.&lt;br /&gt;i so admire and look up to SRJC's tutors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons started soon after that, starting with PW for today.&lt;br /&gt;2hours long of PW,&lt;br /&gt;which was actually quite okay, as we gathered into our PW-temp groups,&lt;br /&gt;jovan, su ann, calista, jeslin and i.&lt;br /&gt;started playing tic-tac-toe/bingo throughout the lesson with them,&lt;br /&gt;and i lost.&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;shared my chewing gum with everyone,&lt;br /&gt;cause if i didnt, i'm sure it would have collected dust in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[hang on, i'm playing around with my photoshop]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, done.&lt;br /&gt;pw lesson was kinda alright,&lt;br /&gt;during the last few mins, our teacher showed us this few pictures of her baby hamsters,&lt;br /&gt;as well as her overseas trip photographs.&lt;br /&gt;which was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;the whole class perked up once she flashed them on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;it was our break after that, grabbed a club sandwich and settled down with the rest,&lt;br /&gt;inclusive of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rika, hanan, melody, hafiz, ber, janell, su ann, jovan, calista, gillian, jermaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had this session of laughter, due to some weird going-ons between hafiz, rika and jovan.&lt;br /&gt;there was this once when jovan shouted rika's name across 3 tables,&lt;br /&gt;and pointed his middle finger.&lt;br /&gt;in which rika retorted with two middle fingers.&lt;br /&gt;HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for chinese lesson after that,&lt;br /&gt;chatted with jermaine and calista about, um.&lt;br /&gt;how would i put it,&lt;br /&gt;washing machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-explodes in laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese went by rather in  a blur,&lt;br /&gt;we:&lt;br /&gt;{gilian, jovan, su ann, calista, jermaine, clifford and i}&lt;br /&gt;gathered outside to decide if we were eating or not.&lt;br /&gt;and if so, where.&lt;br /&gt;finally decided upon hougang mall,&lt;br /&gt;cafe cartel, my previous working place.&lt;br /&gt;clifford then started the topic of his past part-time job.&lt;br /&gt;which shocked me to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{asked to censor due to signed bond}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, this so sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i so want that job.&lt;br /&gt;so that i can ban all evil-doers from wrecking havoc.&lt;br /&gt;you shall now hear evil laughter,&lt;br /&gt;echoing from all corners of your room/toilet&lt;br /&gt;which ever you are in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys went to the washroom,&lt;br /&gt;while we ladies stood outside to chat about stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;went out of school and said our goodbyes to the security guard,&lt;br /&gt;someone commented that if everytime we were to exit the school together,&lt;br /&gt;and each time we were to greet the security guard,&lt;br /&gt;he'll know us for sure,&lt;br /&gt;once we start going:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"1,2,3"&lt;br /&gt;his hand would be up, and waving already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we laughed that that joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a bus down to hougang mall,&lt;br /&gt;went straight up to eat, ordered total huge pile of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;here, watch this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EJ3A8A0Jssg/SaiiP1fnPII/AAAAAAAAAHI/RHKHqWq2CDY/s1600-h/DSC_0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EJ3A8A0Jssg/SaiiP1fnPII/AAAAAAAAAHI/RHKHqWq2CDY/s320/DSC_0061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307670553797540994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fantastic isnt it.&lt;br /&gt;i think so too.&lt;br /&gt;but, lo-and-behold.&lt;br /&gt;we ate them all.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me how we did it, we managed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and we played that zhong ji mi ma game again.&lt;br /&gt;and caused calista to lick a small piece of tomato out of a container full of olive oil, and mayo.&lt;br /&gt;either to lick, or to drink.&lt;br /&gt;she chose to lick.&lt;br /&gt;after that each of us round the table ate a spoonful of some weird concoction made by all of us.&lt;br /&gt;it was really disgusting,&lt;br /&gt;and consisted of the following weird stuffs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALF A BOTTLE OF TABASCO SAUCE. {gillian did this.}&lt;br /&gt;2 CUPS OF BUTTER {jovan thought of it}&lt;br /&gt;A FULL CUP OF CHILI FLAKES. {me}&lt;br /&gt;LARGE ONIONS. {su ann}&lt;br /&gt;COKE. {calista}&lt;br /&gt;CHICKEN. {me}&lt;br /&gt;HOT PASTA SAUCE. {jovan}&lt;br /&gt;LETTUCE. {gillian}&lt;br /&gt;A QUARTER OF THE MUSTARD BOTTLE. {all of us}&lt;br /&gt;BREAD. {me}&lt;br /&gt;BBQ SAUCE. {all of us}&lt;br /&gt;MAYO {all of us}&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT EVER LEFT OVERS WE COULD GRAB FROM OUR PLATES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concoction was orangey-red.&lt;br /&gt;looked totally disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;imagine, from a empty glass, we added the above combination,&lt;br /&gt;it became full&lt;br /&gt;even overflowed.&lt;br /&gt;that. is how disgusting we people can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess that's it.&lt;br /&gt;took a bus back to school with the rest,&lt;br /&gt;then walked them over to the gate,&lt;br /&gt;and left with su ann to her bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;later walked home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to: jasmineT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've no idea which part of me offended you.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe you just detest my face.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just gona tell you straight here.&lt;br /&gt;since you have started playing mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, you've read my post about that person i didnt like.&lt;br /&gt;and you assumed that it's you?&lt;br /&gt;are you guilty in that sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very sure, i have never mentioned anyone's name in there.&lt;br /&gt;nor have i made any reference to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;are you THAT sure that it is you?&lt;br /&gt;to go around telling everyone the "wrongs" that i did.&lt;br /&gt;and "spreading" total junk crap around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i aint creating no enmity here.&lt;br /&gt;you'll only respond that violently if you're guilty.&lt;br /&gt;and for the record,&lt;br /&gt;that person i'm refering to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aint you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not angry or whatsoever,&lt;br /&gt;i just totally detest people who accuse w/o actual facts.&lt;br /&gt;thus, causing me to react in such a manner in this little note to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-7810747279621110055?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7810747279621110055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=7810747279621110055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/7810747279621110055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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FACE THE WRATH OF BEING BOMBARDED BY HEAVY EYELIDS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-5721002745795314805?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5721002745795314805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=5721002745795314805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/5721002745795314805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/5721002745795314805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/ops.html' title='ops.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-4970874494361786140</id><published>2009-02-26T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:05:30.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me why, i cant seem to face the truth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;David Archuleta- A little too not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never crossed my mind at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That's what I tell myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What we had has come and gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're better off with someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It is for the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But I see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sometimes I try to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What I feel inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I turn around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're with him now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I just can't figure it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tell me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're so hard to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't remind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm not over it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tell me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't seem to face the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm just a little too not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Memories suppose to fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What's wrong with my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Shake it off let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Didn't think it would be this hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Should be strong, moving on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But I see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sometimes I try to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What I feel inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I turn around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're with him now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I just can't figure it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tell me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're so hard to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't remind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm not over it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tell me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't seem to face the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm just a little too not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe I regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everything I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No way to take it all back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now I'm on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How I let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll never understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll never understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yeah, ohhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tell me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're so hard to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't remind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm not over it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tell me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't seem to face the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm just a little too not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tell me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're so hard to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't remind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm not over it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tell me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't seem to face the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I really don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm just a little too not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Not over you, ooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;White Horse - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you're sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That face of an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Comes out just when you need it to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I paced back and forth all this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause I honestly believed in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And days drag on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Stupid girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I should have known, I should have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; [Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm not the one you sweep off her feet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lead her up the stairwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I was a dreamer before you went and let me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now it's too late for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And your white horse, to come around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Baby I was naive, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Got lost in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And never really had a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I had so many dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; About you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Happy endings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; [Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm not the one you sweep off her feet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lead her up the stairwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I was a dreamer before you went and let me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now it's too late for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And your white horse, to come around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Here you are your sitting there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Begging for forgiveness, begging for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just like I always wanted but I'm sooo sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause I'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm gonna find someone someday who might actually treat me well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This is a big world, that was a small town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There in my rearview mirror disappearing now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now it's too late for you and your white horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now it's too late for you and your white horse, to catch me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Try and catch me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh, it's too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To catch me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Great Escape - boys like girls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paper bags and plastic hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All our belongings in shopping carts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But we got one more night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let's get drunk and ride around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And make peace with an empty town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We can make it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Throw it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Forget yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'll make the great escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We won't hear a word they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They don't know us anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Watch it burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let it die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause we are finally free tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tonight will change our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's so good to be by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But we'll cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We won't give up the fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'll scream loud at the top of our lungs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And they'll think it's just cause we're young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And we'll feel so alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Throw it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Forget yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'll make the great escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We won't hear a word they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They don't know us anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Watch it burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let it die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause we are finally free tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All of the wasted time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hours that were left behind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Answers that we'll never find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They don't mean a thing tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Throw it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Forget yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'll make the great escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We won't hear a word they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They don't know us anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Throw it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Forget yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'll make the great escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We won't hear a word they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They don't know us anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Throw it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Forget yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'll make the great escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We won't hear a word they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They don't know us anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Watch it burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let it die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause we are finally free tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like, so in the lyrics mood.&lt;br /&gt;although i've no idea why actually.&lt;br /&gt;just that i have this sudden feeling to spam all the lyrics of the songs i'm listening to right now.&lt;br /&gt;but then again,&lt;br /&gt;i'll contain my excitement, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a relatively long school day today,&lt;br /&gt;with lessons till five, which also included a 2hour GP lesson,&lt;br /&gt;in which our tutor talked about media violence, and showed us clips of GTA4 on the news,&lt;br /&gt;and what the game itself is portraying.&lt;br /&gt;then he also shocked us by telling us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i too play that game."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm sure the whole class would listen to him well.&lt;br /&gt;as no-way would i ever want to go against him in class,&lt;br /&gt;imagine he'll use a baseball bat to smash me to smithereens,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe drive the car down the pathway in which i was walking on,&lt;br /&gt;then knock me 3km away from the impact point.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe, its just my imagination going haywire,&lt;br /&gt;i think it's got something to do with the circuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i can classify thursdays are my most tedious days,&lt;br /&gt;first lesson of the day was Econs Lecture,&lt;br /&gt;which, if i could describe how stinky it is in terms of smell,&lt;br /&gt;a skunk can die from taking econs.&lt;br /&gt;but at least i'm understanding the topic,&lt;br /&gt;so, it means i'm on a sanpan.&lt;br /&gt;i must upgrade to a battleship/submarine soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kept myself awake by trying my very best to ignore the lecturer's loud-hailer-type voice,&lt;br /&gt;and instead on what other people were doing,&lt;br /&gt;but be still thy beating heart,&lt;br /&gt;i did listen to the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;although i cant see myself saying this ever again,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe in the next few weeks ahead,&lt;br /&gt;but then again, i really do think that my brain cells are frizzled.&lt;br /&gt;i'm actually enjoying econs.&lt;br /&gt;alright, i said it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a short break after that, went to goodnews cafe with the class people,&lt;br /&gt;and i ended up eating the baked potato,&lt;br /&gt;which was.&lt;br /&gt;superb,&lt;br /&gt;exquisite,&lt;br /&gt;scrumptious!&lt;br /&gt;they added two scoops of tuna, as well as sprinkled bacon bits ontop of it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm definitely going to try it again,&lt;br /&gt;maybe the chicken one this time round!&lt;br /&gt;school's food seem interesting to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit tutorial with Mr. Tsui,&lt;br /&gt;did some pinpoints of the major themes of the passage,&lt;br /&gt;had econs tutorial after that,&lt;br /&gt;and  Ms. Zeenat was rib-tickling when she thought that dams were only,&lt;br /&gt;a piece of wood used to block water from going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;thus, fishes would die.&lt;br /&gt;until we told her that land needs to be cleared to create a bigger dam,&lt;br /&gt;thus relocating the people staying near the river was part of opportunity cost,&lt;br /&gt;and also trees were cut down.&lt;br /&gt;she said, she only thought that living organisms would suffer.&lt;br /&gt;then i said it out loud,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"but, arent trees living things too?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole class exploded,&lt;br /&gt;even Ms. Zeenat herself laughed,&lt;br /&gt;and commented that she has forgotten all her geography stuff,&lt;br /&gt;and that made us crack up even more,&lt;br /&gt;as she was previously a geog/arts student.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm quite sure she was joking,&lt;br /&gt;lightening up the lesson i guess,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe she honestly forgot.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was fun with the group of people,&lt;br /&gt;we sat, ate, and sang again,&lt;br /&gt;my song of the day was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ima barbie girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sang it to everyone who would listen,&lt;br /&gt;and they laughed,&lt;br /&gt;su ann, calista and jeslin sang along,&lt;br /&gt;and giggled through out.&lt;br /&gt;we chatted about nonsensical stuffs, and headed over to our respective Lecture halls&lt;br /&gt;for our H1 subject.&lt;br /&gt;chemistry was fun,&lt;br /&gt;like so totally fun.&lt;br /&gt;i so love chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;passion.&lt;br /&gt;etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the loved subject of history after that,&lt;br /&gt;and finally ended with the 2hours of GP.&lt;br /&gt;which was relatively interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school ended off with us,&lt;br /&gt;gillian, jovan, calista, jermaine, me, clifford, jasmine, rika, su ann and hanan&lt;br /&gt;doing our usual routine of chrousing a loud goodbye to the security guard at the school's main gate.&lt;br /&gt;in which we did literally almost everytime if we were to walk together.&lt;br /&gt;haha, super fun i would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turned right with su ann, clifford, jasmine &amp;amp; hanan to the bustop while the others took the left route.&lt;br /&gt;chatted along the way about random things,&lt;br /&gt;and clifford was so bored,&lt;br /&gt;that he followed us to the bustop where su ann, jasmine &amp;amp; hanan took their buses,&lt;br /&gt;and waited till everyone boarded their bus,&lt;br /&gt;then he walked with me back home, of sorts,&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;he was really that bored,&lt;br /&gt;along the way,&lt;br /&gt;he said that it was his first time seeing such a hyper-active class of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;like, super together, super enthu, and super talkative.&lt;br /&gt;we talked about comon topics such as the teachers which are currently teaching us,&lt;br /&gt;and etc.&lt;br /&gt;he's a nice &amp;amp; funny guy i would say,&lt;br /&gt;friendly too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home and ate something light.&lt;br /&gt;oh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;REMINDER TO SELF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DO HOMEWORK, GP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- is a longer life expectancy always desireable? [simple thesis statement plus intro]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-Journal entry [4a, 4b, 5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;READ UP, HISTORY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- cold war. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/4970874494361786140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/tell-me-why-i-cant-seem-to-face-truth.html' title='Tell me why, i cant seem to face the truth.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-8491413267759243151</id><published>2009-02-25T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:19:58.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 20th Century: AS IT WAS LIVED.</title><content type='html'>many thanks to the wondrous friend i have, emmie,&lt;br /&gt;for loaning me the book stated in my title.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gona make good use of it, and &lt;s&gt;not&lt;/s&gt; try my very best to keep it in tip-top condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school today was crazed,&lt;br /&gt;i was so psyched up in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;while my other classmates were morning grouches,&lt;br /&gt;i sang, dance, and leaped around,&lt;br /&gt;Su Ann was laughing at how hyper i could be in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;but the most embarrassing thing,&lt;br /&gt;was that while going into the PW room,&lt;br /&gt;i was laughing so hard for no reason,&lt;br /&gt;i tripped over the steps,&lt;br /&gt;and fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop that.&lt;br /&gt;stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;it's hurting my delicate heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had PW for the first hour, sat in the same table as:&lt;br /&gt;calista, jeslin, su ann, jermaine &amp;amp; jovan.&lt;br /&gt;laughed and discussed about dumb things,&lt;br /&gt;shared some jokes too.&lt;br /&gt;literature lecture was next,&lt;br /&gt;that was relatively quite alright, i understood more or less,&lt;br /&gt;today's subject of talk,&lt;br /&gt;romanticism.&lt;br /&gt;in which the lecturer showed us romantic clips, as well as this other weird clip.&lt;br /&gt;fun.&lt;br /&gt;romanticism, the showing of strong emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something like,&lt;br /&gt;i feel so much for you, until my guts sing with joy each time you look at me.&lt;br /&gt;and whenever your arm brushes against mine,&lt;br /&gt;my skin ripples the way Norbit's fats jingle when they're jabbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm quite sure the above would never be used in any sort of essay to answer,&lt;br /&gt;"what is romanticism"&lt;br /&gt;but still, it made me laugh to myself when i thought of that, and typed it down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lit was PE,&lt;br /&gt;i sat with jermaine and sang songs,&lt;br /&gt;then sang with my singing partner, hanan.&lt;br /&gt;laughed around with the class,&lt;br /&gt;and settled in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;went off for break after that, wasnt much to describe for PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had history lecture after that.&lt;br /&gt;i think this has to be the best day out of my few lessons,&lt;br /&gt;i'll always look forward to having history lectures and tutorials,&lt;br /&gt;cause all the teachers are so fun,&lt;br /&gt;and entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;today we did the marshall plan,&lt;br /&gt;and the teacher showed us gore-ish stuff again,&lt;br /&gt;the effects of radiation. wow, stinking scary.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Wong showed this picture of this old man,&lt;br /&gt;whose facial formation wasnt, normal.&lt;br /&gt;his eyes were practically just skin covered over the sockets,&lt;br /&gt;and his nose was barely visible,&lt;br /&gt;just a button, with two holes.&lt;br /&gt;his jaw was protruding, which was utterly scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was next, in which, it was more of a relax period.&lt;br /&gt;joan was sitting on my right, and jeslin on my left,&lt;br /&gt;clifford was diagonally to my left, while calista, su ann and the rest were over in the first row,&lt;br /&gt;due to the teacher's distribution of seats according to how much we've done our previous practice papers till.&lt;br /&gt;he's still super cute and funny though.&lt;br /&gt;a real good teacher in fact,&lt;br /&gt;i feel blessed to have him.&lt;br /&gt;i Thank the Lord for providing me with such wonderful tutors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the geog-ers had geog for their next lesson,&lt;br /&gt;and the history-ers could leave,&lt;br /&gt;jovan, joan, gillian, su ann, calista and i sat in the canteen to have our lunch as well as to mix around.&lt;br /&gt;gathered around joan to talk about our cca selection,&lt;br /&gt;weighing out between student council or canoeing for her.&lt;br /&gt;we headed on over to the study after that,&lt;br /&gt;and spy-ed on gabriel(la), who was,&lt;br /&gt;to ALL OUR UTTER SURPRISE,&lt;br /&gt;was actually STUDYING.&lt;br /&gt;the guy who sleeps during all of our lesson,&lt;br /&gt;and causes a commotion with the teachers,&lt;br /&gt;and who dosent seem to be paying much attention to the teachers,&lt;br /&gt;was actually STUDYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the picture of him studying struck me as hilarious,&lt;br /&gt;it hit me hard like a hammer slamming down on plasticine,&lt;br /&gt;from like, twenty floors above.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;but still, looks can be deceiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left school at around two fourty with eleanor to find emmie and eggy,&lt;br /&gt;just to meet up with them,&lt;br /&gt;and catch up on the times.&lt;br /&gt;chatted with eleanor on the way there,&lt;br /&gt;well, at least everyone seems to be doing well i guess.&lt;br /&gt;emmie was still sleeping when we reached,&lt;br /&gt;and eggy was still at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the typical bunch of us.&lt;br /&gt;either late,&lt;br /&gt;or too early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eleanor and i walked over to our secondary school first,&lt;br /&gt;and tried to get our graduate cert from the office,&lt;br /&gt;but was informed that it has yet to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;weird, calista has already collected hers.&lt;br /&gt;we strayed around the compound for awhile,&lt;br /&gt;then went over to find eggy when she had reached.&lt;br /&gt;walked round for awhile, caught up with each other and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;then when emmie finally arrived,&lt;br /&gt;we headed down to KFC to eat,&lt;br /&gt;chosen by eleanor, through some weird game we played.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather was totally against us,&lt;br /&gt;it was pouring bucket-full-s,&lt;br /&gt;or even worse then that.&lt;br /&gt;there was this one part, when we walked under the shelter of shop houses,&lt;br /&gt;and the wind was so strong,&lt;br /&gt;the rain blew in, and drenched us,&lt;br /&gt;lucky for the shop-owners of the shop we were walking past.&lt;br /&gt;they managed to hide in their shop just in time,&lt;br /&gt;and avoided the sudden charge of water.&lt;br /&gt;settled in kfc after getting sprayed by droplets of water,&lt;br /&gt;shared a meal with emmie,&lt;br /&gt;then chatted and talked about weird things.&lt;br /&gt;finished and left to walk around hub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the spotlight of the day,&lt;br /&gt;was when eggy, emmie and i sat at the stairs, and,&lt;br /&gt;dont laugh alright,&lt;br /&gt;we played taidi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were that bored,&lt;br /&gt;and the suggestion was contributed by me.&lt;br /&gt;cause it's been so long, since all of us had really sat down once more to play taidi.&lt;br /&gt;that i just had that sudden urge for all of us to play together.&lt;br /&gt;and because i went to buy my shampoo in fairprice,&lt;br /&gt;there was a pack of cards as a freebie inside,&lt;br /&gt;thus, we made use of that pack,&lt;br /&gt;and laughed each time someone walked past us,&lt;br /&gt;cause they had to head over to the exit door to smoke.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it was just so entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;we looked like taidi crazy people.&lt;br /&gt;which i guess was the case,&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;that part of it, was just so fun.&lt;br /&gt;i guess the memories of our old days together would always return each time we would meet up.&lt;br /&gt;but still,&lt;br /&gt;we would have to move on,&lt;br /&gt;and continue with our further studies,&lt;br /&gt;still i'm sure we'll never loose touch with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUNES, yeh?&lt;br /&gt;{to emmie&amp;amp;eggy: NO, I WILL NEVER MARRY AT THIRTY ONE, ITS A COUNTING ERROR!}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-8491413267759243151?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8491413267759243151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>History tea session.</title><content type='html'>i've decided, that i really do want to join the student council board,&lt;br /&gt;not for like, the "fun" purposes but also for the sake of {it might sound cliche} improving my leadership skills.&lt;br /&gt;as i do really think that these skills would prove useful to me in my future endeavors.&lt;br /&gt;also, to like, totally represent the student body,&lt;br /&gt;something which i think is extremely important,&lt;br /&gt;to bond as a cca, a class, a cohort, and finally, a school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday, i went for the student council interview,&lt;br /&gt;i thank the Lord that my interviewers were super friendly,&lt;br /&gt;and made me feel relaxed while talking to them.&lt;br /&gt;i guess there were a few interesting questions that they did pop up for me to answer.&lt;br /&gt;and in my view, there's no such thing as a wrong or right answer,&lt;br /&gt;its just either a rash answer, or an on the spot answer, or like something really thought upon.&lt;br /&gt;i guess the most irrelevant question that pop-ed up was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pointed to this broken chair-&lt;br /&gt;"so, what did you think happened to this chair?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so random,&lt;br /&gt;-laughs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because i think it was a some private joke shared between the two teachers,&lt;br /&gt;the male teacher asked the qestion, and the female teacher kept laughing at him.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess it wasnt really a serious question.&lt;br /&gt;but i was in a way happy and partially disappointed that the interview had ended so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;around twenty mins i guess.&lt;br /&gt;it was interesting still.&lt;br /&gt;i wont mind doing it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;fun fun fun fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and like, for today, after school,&lt;br /&gt;we had our history tea sessions with the seniors.&lt;br /&gt;which created a "buddy"-type-system.&lt;br /&gt;sat in the group with my class people instead.&lt;br /&gt;talked chatted and did some basic self introduction.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and we played a mini-scavenger hunt,&lt;br /&gt;which turned out to be a hilarious thing,&lt;br /&gt;cause one of the items we were supposed to find was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Pink sock with a Adidas logo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was frantically finding for someone who owned the sock.&lt;br /&gt;which was ridiculously hard,&lt;br /&gt;like, duh.&lt;br /&gt;so joan did a wonderfully brave thing,&lt;br /&gt;she sacrificed her pink sock to be drawn upon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ADIDAS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super cute and creative i think, hah.&lt;br /&gt;i guess this would be the end of the above topic for the time being, cause i'm actually kinda sleepy in a way.&lt;br /&gt;but before that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;even though i know this is a blog, in which everyone can read what i write, or type, in this case,&lt;br /&gt;i would still sincerely want to say out what's inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;i guess a few would actually know what type of character im refering to in the below passage,&lt;br /&gt;but i have no intention, to let any information as to who that person, with that sort of character, leak out from my description of that person.&lt;br /&gt;nor do i have any intention to look down on that person of sorts,&lt;br /&gt;nor do i have any intention to ridicule that person on the net,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not that crude as to retort to cyber bullying.&lt;br /&gt;i wont be that crazed and type that person's name down here to let the whole wide net know who that person is,&lt;br /&gt;its just more of a venting hole for me to spam my anger,&lt;br /&gt;instead of talking behind that person's back.&lt;br /&gt;i so love expressing myself, woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;alright, so thus, long story short,&lt;br /&gt;here's the gist of what has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure if that person even know that i have a blog,&lt;br /&gt;but still, i so want to throw out this part of frustration which has been bugging me for a few days now.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll lash it out here.&lt;br /&gt;just to release my anger onto my keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your first impression to me, was a jovial person,&lt;br /&gt;one who would love to smile, crack jokes,&lt;br /&gt;and NOT a total bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;aha, dont get it wrong, i'm not calling you a bimbo here.&lt;br /&gt;just using a simile {HAHA, LITERATURE!}&lt;br /&gt;as you as a bimbo, wait, that sounds so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;alright, skip that whole bimbo part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever wondered yourself, why arent people that close to you?&lt;br /&gt;or rather, how come they would prefer to be closer to others, then to  you,&lt;br /&gt;after getting to know you and your attitude towards things.&lt;br /&gt;if these things keep happening,&lt;br /&gt;would you blame those people?&lt;br /&gt;or just yourself.&lt;br /&gt;why dont you stop blaming people,&lt;br /&gt;and "spreading" rumors about others behind their backs,&lt;br /&gt;claiming that youre the all-mighty-good-person,&lt;br /&gt;and all who defy you are evil,&lt;br /&gt;and ought to be throw into the deepest, darkest dung pit that mankind can possibly dig up.&lt;br /&gt;its like, so totally childish man.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, come on, you're a JC student,&lt;br /&gt;act like one!&lt;br /&gt;stop behaving like such a kid, and doing things that are so totally not your age.&lt;br /&gt;your attitude and behaviour just irks me,&lt;br /&gt;stop thinking you're like, super cute.&lt;br /&gt;there are two types of "cuteness"&lt;br /&gt;one, people who ACT.&lt;br /&gt;and two, naturally occurring. {haha, sounds like chemistry! naturally occurring elements.}&lt;br /&gt;just be yourself,&lt;br /&gt;whats so hard about that, instead of trying to impress others with your utter social skills,&lt;br /&gt;there is a point to everything,&lt;br /&gt;overstep that boundary and it aint being friendly anymore,&lt;br /&gt;more like showing off.&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;you're a young lady, so behave like one.&lt;br /&gt;you're so throwing a woman's face.&lt;br /&gt;by showing that you dont even respect yourself,&lt;br /&gt;much less respect others.&lt;br /&gt;the way you TOUCH guys, i mean, i'm not in any position to comment on that,&lt;br /&gt;but i still want to.&lt;br /&gt;you're a LADY.&lt;br /&gt;and you keep TOUCHING GUYS?!&lt;br /&gt;whats that man, its like, portrayal of a loose person.&lt;br /&gt;a tap, a clap on the back's alright,&lt;br /&gt;but other then that,&lt;br /&gt;touching  their head, arms, legs and such.&lt;br /&gt;its so indecent.&lt;br /&gt;it just totally pisses and irks me out.&lt;br /&gt;urgh,&lt;br /&gt;you think you're attractive, and flirtatious?&lt;br /&gt;well, telling this to your face,&lt;br /&gt;you just look like a cow trying to dance the cha-cha with one leg.&lt;br /&gt;no, i dont admit i'm attractive either,&lt;br /&gt;infact, i would say that i'm the total opposite of that.&lt;br /&gt;but at least, i dont go prancing around trying to impress every single boy i come across.&lt;br /&gt;its so disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;so no self-respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happens with your personal life, isnt of my concern.&lt;br /&gt;there are boundaries to my patience,&lt;br /&gt;over step that boundary, and i'll tell all these to you in your face, straight.&lt;br /&gt;each time one makes a new friend, and one gets close to them,&lt;br /&gt;you'll quickly befriend them and &lt;s&gt;"snatch"&lt;/s&gt; i shallnt use the word snatch,&lt;br /&gt;it's too childish,&lt;br /&gt;because that's the way you act.&lt;br /&gt;well, you just start to befriend them,&lt;br /&gt;and start sticking to them,&lt;br /&gt;infact, you stick to them so well,&lt;br /&gt;that i have considered recommending you to the NSSGF.&lt;br /&gt;National Super-Sticky-Glue Foundation,&lt;br /&gt;they might award you with the "Best Sticker Award 2009"&lt;br /&gt;and, it hasent only happened once.&lt;br /&gt;people now might not say anything yet,&lt;br /&gt;but do you think, that the outside world would be that kind.&lt;br /&gt;grow up lady,&lt;br /&gt;see the real world for what it is.&lt;br /&gt;stop living in your world of delusion.&lt;br /&gt;we aint kids no more.&lt;br /&gt;its part and parcel of life,&lt;br /&gt;accept things, then dont use underhand means to gain friendships of others.&lt;br /&gt;its practically dumb.&lt;br /&gt;and have i said childish,&lt;br /&gt;yea, i guess i've said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl, grow up.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me utterly sad to see how low your mentality is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i shallnt let you spoil my mood.&lt;br /&gt;i'm super happy now.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;i think its because i've let out all my inner anger,&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm feeling okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, my parents are asking me to off the com now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND I LOVE MY MAC BOOK.&lt;br /&gt;ITS SEXY.&lt;br /&gt;AND SILVER.&lt;br /&gt;AND LIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;AND BEAUTIFUL.&lt;br /&gt;OHWOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IVE CANDYBAR-ED IT TOO!&lt;br /&gt;IVE ALSO INSTALLED ALL THE SEXAH PROGRAMMESSSSSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hereby would wish to explain my above passage,&lt;br /&gt;and my actions.&lt;br /&gt;in no way am i defaming her.&lt;br /&gt;its just that i'm really pissed.&lt;br /&gt;and i so need an avenue to vent my frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;i would be highly offended if you were to think that i'm that sort of bee-i-tchy person.&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;its just that my frustration takes over my mind,&lt;br /&gt;and also,&lt;br /&gt;i'm sleeeepy.&lt;br /&gt;its like, twelve twenty now.&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;i've so got to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry if i've offended anyone in any way of such in my this post.&lt;br /&gt;it was never meant to do so,&lt;br /&gt;just for me to spam my anger.&lt;br /&gt;hope you'll people who read it would understand.&lt;br /&gt;yeh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanksyah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-7470561026944393014?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7470561026944393014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=7470561026944393014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/7470561026944393014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/7470561026944393014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/history-tea-session.html' title='History tea session.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-1777424034981097756</id><published>2009-02-21T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:56:50.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>customize my mac.</title><content type='html'>finally, my mac book has arrived.&lt;br /&gt;and for the past few days, i've been trying to customize it to my liking.&lt;br /&gt;mainly installing the programmes {some of which clifford provided me, thanks!}&lt;br /&gt;and the changing the cute little icons with candybar.&lt;br /&gt;also bootcamp-ed my mac,&lt;br /&gt;with a windows xp sp2 partition, {thanks to clifford again}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; finally, actual lessons have started for my college life.&lt;br /&gt;and i guess, we're all adapting to it.&lt;br /&gt;its rather hectic, but i'm sure, over time, we'll all get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;also the class seemed to have form cliques of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;well, it mostly happens,&lt;br /&gt;-shrugs-&lt;br /&gt;it cant be expected that everyone stick together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been sticking to jeslin of late,&lt;br /&gt;her character's kinda like mine i guess,&lt;br /&gt;totally talkative,&lt;br /&gt;and hyped when we want to.&lt;br /&gt;a real great friend.&lt;br /&gt;and also, not to mention the other fabulous people whom i've sat with for everyother break time or lunch time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jermaine {finally, your name's correct!}&lt;br /&gt;Calista {i hope this wasnt wrong.}&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine Tse&lt;br /&gt;Jovan&lt;br /&gt;Su Ann&lt;br /&gt;Rika&lt;br /&gt;Melody&lt;br /&gt;Bernerdine {i think i got this wrong -distressed face-}&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz&lt;br /&gt;Clifford&lt;br /&gt;Janell&lt;br /&gt;Hanan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past week was totally fun with you guys around.&lt;br /&gt;and  i guess now we're loaded with homework,&lt;br /&gt;inclusive of the ever disastrous GP, history, and econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminder to self:&lt;br /&gt;BORROW HIST BOOK FROM EMMIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and just if you're wondering,&lt;br /&gt;i'm tying on my macbook.&lt;br /&gt;like what damien said,&lt;br /&gt;after using a macbook, it makes windows seem like a pile-of-{&lt;u&gt;insert your own adjective&lt;/u&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now i guess, i've to let my com rest.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i thank the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;that my teachers are wonderful, although they are abit strict.&lt;br /&gt;but still, they're super nice, each in their own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not sure if they're reading this right now,&lt;br /&gt;cause as the school &amp;amp; teachers reinforces this "fact" of sorts,&lt;br /&gt;that they visit all our blogs,&lt;br /&gt;but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO TO MS ZEENAT if you're reading this.&lt;br /&gt;you're a wonderful tutor,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how strict you are.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also to which ever more teachers there are reading this.&lt;br /&gt;-waves frantically-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ilove1ao3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-1777424034981097756?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1777424034981097756/comments/default' title='Post 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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-530860806571032750.post-2092240464870118650</id><published>2009-02-15T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:24:23.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gskin my mac.</title><content type='html'>i went to find out the price of a g-skin for my mac.&lt;br /&gt;and found out that it came up to roughly around 100 for a full protection.&lt;br /&gt;and 59 for the top cover.&lt;br /&gt;but there dosnet seem to be any nice skins for my mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus, i've decided,&lt;br /&gt;that i'll do my own drawing instead.&lt;br /&gt;to redraw my past drawings, and add colour into them,&lt;br /&gt;however, i'm still unsure of which drawing to use.&lt;br /&gt;and which to colour.&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's the only thing bothering me now.&lt;br /&gt;and how am i going to arrange it so that they all show, as a collage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to consult my past drawings.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i think up of something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-2092240464870118650?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2092240464870118650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=2092240464870118650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/2092240464870118650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/2092240464870118650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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chicken dance.&lt;br /&gt;it isnt much of anything to brag about,&lt;br /&gt;but i'll still brag about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did the college dance as well, this time with jovan.&lt;br /&gt;i think i stepped on his foot twice.&lt;br /&gt;thanks jovan, for letting your feet get trampled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;details for the whole full week, i shallnt describe,&lt;br /&gt;call me lazy,&lt;br /&gt;call me pig.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so not going to type out all the full details,&lt;br /&gt;cause if i start, i'll never be able to stop.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll end up banging my head against the wall trying to remember each and every single detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went out with my OG people for dinner,&lt;br /&gt;we decided upon pizza hut at heartland mall,&lt;br /&gt;and all 11 of us packed into 3 tables and waited for may to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;decided upon the meals of 4,&lt;br /&gt;ordered 3 meals of that,&lt;br /&gt;and ended up with 6 pizzas, 12 drinks, 12 soups.&lt;br /&gt;deeeeeelicious, with the exception of the chicken soup,&lt;br /&gt;in which i had acutally added waaay too much pepper then usual.&lt;br /&gt;i gagged on that.&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played some table games such as self introductory.&lt;br /&gt;which basically started with us introducing ourselves once more,&lt;br /&gt;with our name and classes.&lt;br /&gt;then it went on to,&lt;br /&gt;what university we were aiming at,&lt;br /&gt;what colour do we like,&lt;br /&gt;what animal do we like,&lt;br /&gt;and oh, the hillarious one,&lt;br /&gt;how many kids would we like to have when we grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four for me,&lt;br /&gt;two for most,&lt;br /&gt;jovan's one was hillarious,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jovan: Eight.&lt;br /&gt;victoria commented: jovan, you sure is you want, or your wife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all laughed upon that.&lt;br /&gt;it ended off quite well,&lt;br /&gt;with us gossiping about the pwincessxz-furbag-bimbo-girl,&lt;br /&gt;and finally,&lt;br /&gt;us playing "guess-the-number"&lt;br /&gt;the forfit being this mash of junk put together by yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;the mash consisted of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half eaten pizza.&lt;br /&gt;onions.&lt;br /&gt;chicken soup.&lt;br /&gt;pepper.&lt;br /&gt;tabasco sauce.&lt;br /&gt;chilli flakes.&lt;br /&gt;spirte.&lt;br /&gt;mango juice.&lt;br /&gt;tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and practically anything else we could find on the table went into the soup bowl.&lt;br /&gt;the person who guessed the number the game master was thinking of had to eat the mash.&lt;br /&gt;coincidental, the person to suggest the game, jovan,&lt;br /&gt;was the beta person for the mash.&lt;br /&gt;he said it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;and no way can i imagine how in the world can it be nice.&lt;br /&gt;next was may i think,&lt;br /&gt;she said it was nice as well.&lt;br /&gt;weirrrrd.&lt;br /&gt;the game went on,&lt;br /&gt;and the mash got thicker and thicker with weird stuff.&lt;br /&gt;when we finally ran out of pizza,&lt;br /&gt;i concluded that this would be the last round for the game,&lt;br /&gt;and that which very unlucky soul to correctly guess the number had to clean up the whole muck.&lt;br /&gt;every single drop of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrijam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she drank half of it, and gave up.&lt;br /&gt;jovan took over in the end.&lt;br /&gt;we laughed like mad, and enjoyed our whole time tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;mrijam had this hairband thing ,with two yellow bimbo pleats attatched to it,&lt;br /&gt;we made jovan wear it, and walk one round in This Fashion,&lt;br /&gt;he attracted numerous stares,&lt;br /&gt;but he was a total good sport.&lt;br /&gt;took pictures with may,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sure she enjoyed herself as much as we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest left for home,&lt;br /&gt;while jovan and i decided to get a few stuffs to make a vee-day prez for our classmates.&lt;br /&gt;headed up to the second floor, to get straws,&lt;br /&gt;then over to popular for black paper, and markers.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to finish up everything by tonight,&lt;br /&gt;thus we decided upon going over to my place.&lt;br /&gt;we sat in the hall, and deicded how the card thing would look like.&lt;br /&gt;jovan ended up not knowing how to fold hearts,&lt;br /&gt;so we split the work load,&lt;br /&gt;i folded the hearts,&lt;br /&gt;while jovan wrote the cards.&lt;br /&gt;we did that for like, an hour plus,&lt;br /&gt;and finally walked him down to the bus stop,&lt;br /&gt;then plopped into bed, slept within minuites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was talks after talks after talks.&lt;br /&gt;upon mainly the rules of the school and such.&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting with jeslin, and boy, were we cooold.&lt;br /&gt;ended up running to the toilet after awhile,&lt;br /&gt;to thaw our butts out.&lt;br /&gt;after everything was over,&lt;br /&gt;our class people went out together for lunch,&lt;br /&gt;around 11 of us,&lt;br /&gt;they ended up at yoshi,&lt;br /&gt;i went to walk around, and ended up at the book rental shop.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to rent a few books,&lt;br /&gt;but found it incredibly expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.50&lt;br /&gt;15.50&lt;br /&gt;8.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, how crap could that be.&lt;br /&gt;we all went home after that,&lt;br /&gt;and me, being super tired,&lt;br /&gt;slept the whole afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;i've no idea why i was so tired, just that i was super shacked out.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still feeling that way,&lt;br /&gt;eyes droopey, etc.&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll go catch a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: remember to get running shoes tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-7720805137487468381?l=my-labyrinthine-life.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-530860806571032750.post-1580910793331605617</id><published>2009-02-11T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T20:43:15.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation Week Two.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EJ3A8A0Jssg/SZK_2h17Z9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/MQf7PMX4IFM/s1600-h/orientation.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EJ3A8A0Jssg/SZK_2h17Z9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/MQf7PMX4IFM/s320/orientation.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301510654886897618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as said by above.&lt;br /&gt;orientation week two.&lt;br /&gt;thats my sexy shoe anw,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pracically mostly fun-ish.&lt;br /&gt;played games, and made new friends,&lt;br /&gt;mixed around the class and found cliques of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people whom i'm able to remember,&lt;br /&gt;jovan, jasmine, canlista, su an, tanyia, hafiz, joan, kitty, marry-ann, faith,&lt;br /&gt;germaine, gabriel, ahben &amp;amp; a few mooore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've mainly had fun-filled orientation this week,&lt;br /&gt;starting off with the amazing race,&lt;br /&gt;in which we played fun games and run {walked actally} like mad.&lt;br /&gt;then followed by the station games in school the next day.&lt;br /&gt;and finally we had the cca orientation thing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like, on the phone with meh now.&lt;br /&gt;thus, i cant multi-task that well,&lt;br /&gt;although i'm trying really hard.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll just type more like, tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;when theres more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and bout the picture above.&lt;br /&gt;it was one of the station games.&lt;br /&gt;but i found the monkey so utter interesting,&lt;br /&gt;and the background so nice,&lt;br /&gt;that i took it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah,&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling so restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would update more,&lt;br /&gt;soon.&lt;br /&gt;i hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-1580910793331605617?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1580910793331605617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=1580910793331605617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/1580910793331605617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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in srjc.&lt;br /&gt;although i've heard people from other schools,&lt;br /&gt;spewing sewer-worthy muck from their oh-so-holy mouths,&lt;br /&gt;i utterly disagree with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what if srjc has the "lower-end" cut off point.&lt;br /&gt;that does not mean that the students inside there arent good.&lt;br /&gt;its based on per your mentality, of how you percive things,&lt;br /&gt;and not based upon the school's teaching or etc.&lt;br /&gt;if a 20-pointer can enter jc, work hard,&lt;br /&gt;and do really well,&lt;br /&gt;he/she can exit with like, wonderful grades which would ensure a worthy space in a university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what,&lt;br /&gt;you're smarter then me.&lt;br /&gt;you've gotten a lower l1r5 score then me.&lt;br /&gt;but i've still got to say,&lt;br /&gt;my mentality totally pwns yours, to the bottom of a bottomless pit.&lt;br /&gt;grow up kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you looking down at people who dont have the same score, or better, then you?&lt;br /&gt;or are you just jealous that those people have a better life then you,&lt;br /&gt;which i would presume that you're burried in tons and tons of books,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owning up to five pairs of glasses worthy of the-nerd-award-of-the-year-2009,&lt;br /&gt;each with different rim shapes,&lt;br /&gt;circle,&lt;br /&gt;rectangle,&lt;br /&gt;square,&lt;br /&gt;oval,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe even diamond, to ensure that your miniature eyes can read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, you might also be possesion of a huge bag,&lt;br /&gt;which would even make a turtle/snail jealous,&lt;br /&gt;stuffed to its brim with,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pencils ranging from HB to 8B, all different sharpness&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;un-sharpened, blunt,  adverage, sharp, sharper, sharpest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 hole punchers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 staplers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 packs of stapler bullets&lt;/span&gt;, which you use like a machine gun, even on single sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 sharperners&lt;/span&gt;, manual operated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 sharperners&lt;/span&gt;, battrey operated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 AA sized battries&lt;/span&gt;, for the sharperner of cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11 white board markers&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;black, black, red, blue, blue, red, black, black, black, black, blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14 poilot pens&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;1 Dark Green for complicated corrections,&lt;br /&gt;1 Light Green for basic corrections.&lt;br /&gt;1 Red for cheating,&lt;br /&gt;1 Blue for writing,&lt;br /&gt;1 Blue for canceling out in case you've made a mistake,&lt;br /&gt;1 Blue to cancel more vigorously on the mistake,&lt;br /&gt;1 Blue to write your name down.&lt;br /&gt;1 Blue to write the date.&lt;br /&gt;1 Blue to indicate your course/class,&lt;br /&gt;1 Black in case the first blue runs out of ink,&lt;br /&gt;1 Black in case the previous black runs out of ink,&lt;br /&gt;1 Orange to underline in case highlighter turns faulty,&lt;br /&gt;1 Pink to draw hearts (if you're a girl) / write variations of vulgarities (if you're a boy)&lt;br /&gt;1 White. just in case the O/A Levels printer run out of white paper, and prints the questions on black papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9 Rulers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15cm wood, 15cm plastic, 15cm metal,&lt;br /&gt;20cm wood, 20cm plastic, 20cm metal,&lt;br /&gt;30cm wood, 30cm plastic, 30cm metal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22 Stacks of writing paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 for draft works,&lt;br /&gt;2 for Chemistry,&lt;br /&gt;2 for KI,&lt;br /&gt;2 for Physics,&lt;br /&gt;2 for Bio,&lt;br /&gt;2 for Chinese,&lt;br /&gt;2 for PW,&lt;br /&gt;2 for Geog,&lt;br /&gt;2 for Lit,&lt;br /&gt;2 for History,&lt;br /&gt;2 for Maths,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{MAN, IM HAVING SO MUCH FUN DOING THIS! :O}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also,&lt;br /&gt;one thing that can never be missing from your bag,&lt;br /&gt;the latest version {6.31 to be exact} of the following books:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bootlicking for Dummies, guarenteed to work for top students.&lt;br /&gt;- Bootlicking, K.I.S.S series.&lt;br /&gt;- How To Pretend To Study, by John E. Failure.&lt;br /&gt;- Words To Say To People Who Win You In Grades, by Ooi C.B.&lt;br /&gt;- Wooing Girls/Guys, Basics, by Iie M. Single.&lt;br /&gt;- Wooing Girls/Guys, Intermediate, by Iie M. Single (still)&lt;br /&gt;- Wooing Girls/Guys, Advanced, by Iie M. Single (for 68 years)&lt;br /&gt;- Wooing Girls/Guys, Expert, by Iie M. Single (deceased)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;i guess that should be the lot.&lt;br /&gt;just, kinda feel like venting out my anger on people with such thinking.&lt;br /&gt;i've had fun doing this post.&lt;br /&gt;hope that whoever you are,&lt;br /&gt;you had fun reading it too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-5413125673026996064?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5413125673026996064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=5413125673026996064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/5413125673026996064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/5413125673026996064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/mentality-of-people-towards-srjc.html' title='the mentality of people towards srjc.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-1387037058178883022</id><published>2009-02-06T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T19:08:14.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ecstatic.</title><content type='html'>results are out, for our subject combo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus, yes, i'll be taking AEHN/Ch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arts Course - Econs, History, Literature, H1 Chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was rather cool, we had to report to school at 8.30,&lt;br /&gt;thus giving me an hour more to roll like a pig in my bed,&lt;br /&gt;which i apparently did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with vincci sandra &amp;amp; bekloo at the hall area,&lt;br /&gt;then went in and settled down.&lt;br /&gt;introductory lectures for today again.&lt;br /&gt;i went for the physics one,&lt;br /&gt;which i think was utterly interesting.&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;i so should have picked phy for my first choice.&lt;br /&gt;but since it has been God's will that i've gotten chem,&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll just work hard,&lt;br /&gt;like a mad chemist,&lt;br /&gt;and die being a chemist, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;the phy lecture was utterly fun,&lt;br /&gt;they showed us how a hard boiled egg can fit into a starbucks bottle.&lt;br /&gt;which wow-ed all of us.&lt;br /&gt;and the lecturers were super engaging and hillarious as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vincci, bekloo, sandra &amp;amp; i skipped the next lecture, chem,&lt;br /&gt;and went over to the cafe for our self declared break/lunch session.&lt;br /&gt;had this tuna salad,&lt;br /&gt;which, to betray my normal tastebuds.&lt;br /&gt;was super-dee-duper great.&lt;br /&gt;never did i knew that salad could taste so nice.&lt;br /&gt;okay wait,&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was the tuna.&lt;br /&gt;but still, it made a wonderful break-meal.&lt;br /&gt;had this mango madness drink as well.&lt;br /&gt;rather thick, and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;but still nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the hall after that, to sit around and chat up.&lt;br /&gt;as well as enjoy the performance given by the performing arts.&lt;br /&gt;i'm like, undecided, between a few ccas,&lt;br /&gt;including,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band,&lt;br /&gt;student council,&lt;br /&gt;podium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumb-damien asks me to take all three ccas.&lt;br /&gt;ha. ha. ha.&lt;br /&gt;you try taking that, then come and tell me how life goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, i've got like, four days to choose.&lt;br /&gt;and gosh,&lt;br /&gt;on monday, we're gona have this amazing race thing.&lt;br /&gt;which i guess, would be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;oh,&lt;br /&gt;and i so love the pe-tee.&lt;br /&gt;so comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm going to like, concider if i'm getting a macbook,&lt;br /&gt;or some other laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SGD1.4k for the white one&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2.0GHz&lt;/span&gt;, 120GB&lt;br /&gt;13.3-inch (viewable) glossy widescreen&lt;br /&gt;1280 x 800 pixels&lt;br /&gt;Intel Core 2 Duo&lt;br /&gt;1066MHz frontside bus&lt;br /&gt;3MB shared L2 cache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4GB&lt;/span&gt; (two 2GB) of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;667MHz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DDR2&lt;/span&gt; SDRAM&lt;br /&gt;120GB Serial ATA, &lt;span&gt;5400 rpm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NVIDIA GeForce &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9400M&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;256MB&lt;/span&gt; of shared &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DDR2&lt;/span&gt; SDRAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Polycarbonate&lt;/span&gt; covering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2.27&lt;/span&gt; kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;or..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.7k for the new one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2.0GHz&lt;/span&gt;, 160GB&lt;br /&gt;13.3-inch (viewable) LED-backlit glossy widescreen&lt;br /&gt;1280 x 800 pixels&lt;br /&gt;Intel Core 2 Duo&lt;br /&gt;1066MHz frontside bus&lt;br /&gt;3MB shared L2 cache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4GB&lt;/span&gt; (two 2GB) of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1066MHz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DDR3&lt;/span&gt; SDRAM&lt;br /&gt;160GB &lt;span&gt;Serial ATA,&lt;/span&gt; 5400 rpm&lt;br /&gt;NVIDIA GeForce &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9400M&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;256MB&lt;/span&gt; of shared &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DDR3&lt;/span&gt; SDRAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Precision aluminum unibody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2.04 &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap, i so have to think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-1387037058178883022?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1387037058178883022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>ha, there goes by another day of school,&lt;br /&gt;and it's starting to get rather normal right now.&lt;br /&gt;like, fitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i've more or less settled upon my subject combo.&lt;br /&gt;comprizing of,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H2 English Literature.&lt;br /&gt;H2 History. {liek, wtb, i've never taken history}&lt;br /&gt;H2 Economics.&lt;br /&gt;H1 GP {compulsary for all}&lt;br /&gt;H1 Chinese Language { " }&lt;br /&gt;H1 Project Work { " }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english literature is like, something which i've always wanted to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, history.&lt;br /&gt;i've never taken history, be it as an elective, or as a pure subject.&lt;br /&gt;not couting the two years in sec one and two.&lt;br /&gt;but i've always been doing better in that.&lt;br /&gt;i guess history's all about facts,&lt;br /&gt;while geog's more of,&lt;br /&gt;knowledge, and there dosent seem to be any fixed answer.&lt;br /&gt;according to all my friends,&lt;br /&gt;to study for history,&lt;br /&gt;just like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tear the book into pieces,&lt;br /&gt;burn it,&lt;br /&gt;pour the ashes into a cup of water,&lt;br /&gt;and drink it all up.&lt;br /&gt;the knowledge of history would thus enter your brain by your circulatory system,&lt;br /&gt;infusing you with utter great history powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to makes things simple for the not so traditional,&lt;br /&gt;just memorize the whole stinking book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economics,&lt;br /&gt;gah, econs seem kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;i went with my OG-girls to buy our needed lecture notes,&lt;br /&gt;and i've been reading through them, rather interesting i would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP, Chinese &amp;amp; PW,&lt;br /&gt;compulsary for all, seems interesting.&lt;br /&gt;GP's like higher english, it seems to be though, its like, argument essays, etc.&lt;br /&gt;PW, project work, it says all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made an utter load of friends today,&lt;br /&gt;cecilia, vincci, angeline, bek loo, jesicca,&lt;br /&gt;chui ling, mrijam, may, dennis,&lt;br /&gt;and the other guy whose name i didnt manage to catch.&lt;br /&gt;all from the same OG people.&lt;br /&gt;after the talk in the hall, we went to the LT3 for OG talks with our tutor,&lt;br /&gt;a small group of us went out to double check upon our subject combo,&lt;br /&gt;then we played small games in the LT together,&lt;br /&gt;those guess-the-catchphrase-when-given-only-the-picture.&lt;br /&gt;for break,&lt;br /&gt;our OG group girls went for luncheon together in the canteen,&lt;br /&gt;talked abit bout our schools, and asked our senior about the life in college.&lt;br /&gt;we followed jesicca over to the bookshop to get our sem1 lecture notes,&lt;br /&gt;then headed back to the hall.&lt;br /&gt;we sat around, talked somemore,&lt;br /&gt;and exchanged all our phone numbers/email addresses.&lt;br /&gt;really cool i would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah, then came the interesting part.&lt;br /&gt;the college song, dance, and college cheers.&lt;br /&gt;i teamed up with vincci for the dance,&lt;br /&gt;laughed and giggled like little girls,&lt;br /&gt;i was just so tickled over the whole dancing part.&lt;br /&gt;after that we changed partners,&lt;br /&gt;and i had to dance with this tall guy,&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;which made me even more giggly,&lt;br /&gt;i kept laughing.&lt;br /&gt;but still, it was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dance was catchy, but it totally needs a partner.&lt;br /&gt;mass dance, pwns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, once school was over,&lt;br /&gt;i went with vincci to buy our uniforms,&lt;br /&gt;managed to get something fitting in the end, then walked home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, today, was totally fun.&lt;br /&gt;no words can just describe what i exprienced today.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the wonderful new-found-friends who made this day possible &amp;amp; real fun.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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title='freshies ooi.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-8253899708364579162</id><published>2009-02-03T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:57:53.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as a SRJC-ian.</title><content type='html'>gah.&lt;br /&gt;basically, i would say that thus far, the two days spent in SRJC has been fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, i was totally freaked out,&lt;br /&gt;although yes, i had eleanor going to the same school as me.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and something that totally spoilt my whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not that evil, but still,&lt;br /&gt;that bee-blasted hairdresser,&lt;br /&gt;may she roll around on the floor and waddle in her career,&lt;br /&gt;never to advance with her measly hair cutting skills.&lt;br /&gt;may she also acidentally trip, and fall into the deep dark pit of eternal insanity,&lt;br /&gt;never to arise into the community as a chieah-mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story goes such that on sunday, the hairdresser was open,&lt;br /&gt;thus i went in and had my hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted my fringe to be shorter, i mean, like trimming it.&lt;br /&gt;not to totally snip it off.&lt;br /&gt;that hairdresser just took the chunk of my fringe,&lt;br /&gt;and snipped it right straight off.&lt;br /&gt;meaning, thus now,&lt;br /&gt;i'm having bangs.&lt;br /&gt;from a full side parting.&lt;br /&gt;to total bangs.&lt;br /&gt;bangs.&lt;br /&gt;bangs!&lt;br /&gt;BANGS!?&lt;br /&gt;and the hair was off my head, so i sat there,&lt;br /&gt;helpless to the scissors that was destroying my hair.&lt;br /&gt;utter shock went through my whole body.&lt;br /&gt;i mean,&lt;br /&gt;how long has it been since i've had bangs!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well maybe ever since like, early sec4,&lt;br /&gt;but still, it seems like forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean bangs!?&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be like, more matured.&lt;br /&gt;and you cut me a kiddy hairstyle, with bangs?!&lt;br /&gt;and like, wait, theres more!&lt;br /&gt;i told her that i wanted my hair thinned and trimmed.&lt;br /&gt;at the back as well.&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;she inquired as to how much hair would i like to see vanish from my sight.&lt;br /&gt;thus, i pointed out to her,&lt;br /&gt;around lesser then an inch.&lt;br /&gt;and  once more, snip.&lt;br /&gt;my hair was gone.&lt;br /&gt;my previous hair, which, when let down,&lt;br /&gt;could have reached roughly my lower chest-nearing-stomach,&lt;br /&gt;is now only reaching like, the upper part of my chest.&lt;br /&gt;which is totally irritating, cause i dont have my long hair.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant use it to swing, accidentally wack people whom i dont really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah,&lt;br /&gt;but what ever.&lt;br /&gt;i went in the morning, sunday morning,&lt;br /&gt;to that bee-blasted lady,&lt;br /&gt;then later on in the afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;i went over to sexy-rain-jie's place for a chinese-new-year-gathering-cum-bai-nian-thing.&lt;br /&gt;met mehmeh at yewtee and walked over to rain's condo,&lt;br /&gt;whined about my hair all the way to which ever pillar, wall, plant, animal, human,&lt;br /&gt;who were willing to listen.&lt;br /&gt;thanks meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went up to her place,&lt;br /&gt;apparently, we were the earliest.&lt;br /&gt;so we helped set up the table for the other guests.&lt;br /&gt;snacks of many varities,&lt;br /&gt;and some which i really loved, (includes this fab blackpepperchickenpie.)&lt;br /&gt;sweets and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;sat around and watched KC &amp;amp; MC play the com,&lt;br /&gt;then slowly people arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahmei, blur, doris, doris's kor, night,&lt;br /&gt;afew ex-auora people, some of whom i knew.&lt;br /&gt;then john &amp;amp; co.&lt;br /&gt;then the family people arrived,&lt;br /&gt;nelson &amp;amp; family,&lt;br /&gt;max &amp;amp; girlfriend/soon-to-be-wife,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahmei &amp;amp; co. went into one of the rooms to "swim", with their hands only.&lt;br /&gt;they played for quite awhile,&lt;br /&gt;then i stayed outside with night and used the coms,&lt;br /&gt;while rain's family, kc, mc, super cute grandma, uncle, went to "swim" in the other room.&lt;br /&gt;in both cases, "swim" means playing majong.&lt;br /&gt;which is a game that i've got totally no idea at all how to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus when the rest of the people arrived,&lt;br /&gt;we sat at rain's dinning table,&lt;br /&gt;and played blackjack.&lt;br /&gt;i'm super proud of my luck on that day.&lt;br /&gt;i won like, around fifty bucks.&lt;br /&gt;just through playing that.&lt;br /&gt;we played taidi as well,&lt;br /&gt;a few cents only though, didnt bet that much money.&lt;br /&gt;chatted around with them,&lt;br /&gt;then went out as a group for dinner after that.&lt;br /&gt;even though it was just and ordinary kopitiam,&lt;br /&gt;the food there, was fantastic,&lt;br /&gt;it was the "zhi-char" store.&lt;br /&gt;we had, curry fishhead, vege, hotplate, chickenwings, meat, fish, tofu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;went back home after that, due to me having to start school the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and the day before that.&lt;br /&gt;on saturday,&lt;br /&gt;i went out with sexy to catch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;little did i realize,&lt;br /&gt;that when sexy said that we're gona meet up,&lt;br /&gt;with jun, jupi and that was it,&lt;br /&gt;it turned out to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexy, lew, john, jun, jupi, and jun's WHOLE GANG OF FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;which turned out to be like,&lt;br /&gt;twenty plus people in total.&lt;br /&gt;awkard.&lt;br /&gt;i knew a few of them,&lt;br /&gt;so, we bought the movie tickets,&lt;br /&gt;then the gang of people headed on over to the nearest lan,&lt;br /&gt;cause jun wanted to trade money.&lt;br /&gt;went over to peace centre,&lt;br /&gt;walked around,&lt;br /&gt;then headed on over to another lan,&lt;br /&gt;couldnt find a place.&lt;br /&gt;headed back to bunk in the end.&lt;br /&gt;jun and co sat down to play for awhile,&lt;br /&gt;while sexy &amp;amp; co played left 4 dead.&lt;br /&gt;a total obscene shooting game, where by you would need to shoot zombies&lt;br /&gt;and what-nots.&lt;br /&gt;total horror-packed-plus-action-movie-game all in one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it was time for the movie,&lt;br /&gt;we headed over to the cinema,&lt;br /&gt;cause jun &amp;amp; co left early.&lt;br /&gt;thus it was just me, meh, sexy, lew, john, and this girl whom i've no idea who she is.&lt;br /&gt;then joined up as a group, and watched the movie,&lt;br /&gt;"Wedding Game".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was funny,&lt;br /&gt;but still not that hillarious as the movie i caugh with meh,&lt;br /&gt;"Love Matters"&lt;br /&gt;that one, i'll give it a full rating of mine.&lt;br /&gt;funny, entertaining, heart-wrenching tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, totally back to monday.&lt;br /&gt;the first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;hitched a cab ride with matthew and eleanor to school,&lt;br /&gt;walked with eleanor into the school,&lt;br /&gt;and well,&lt;br /&gt;we were late.&lt;br /&gt;hah, but the guards and teachers were like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"year ones, go ahead, year twos, dont move."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed ahead to the hall,&lt;br /&gt;then found my group, and eleanor went to hers.&lt;br /&gt;i was utterly glad, when i saw that yufeng was acutally beside me.&lt;br /&gt;cause at least it's someone whom i know,&lt;br /&gt;and whom i'm able to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;so assembly went on, then briefing about the school.&lt;br /&gt;principal talk,&lt;br /&gt;teachers talk,&lt;br /&gt;college tour (this part was fun),&lt;br /&gt;we, the deyians, actually broke away from our groupings,&lt;br /&gt;to sit at the concourse and chat with each other.&lt;br /&gt;so there was a group of all blue students,&lt;br /&gt;talking with each other, and laughing our brains out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least there were some deyians, to count, there were at least 10.&lt;br /&gt;most of whom i knew.&lt;br /&gt;eleanor, yufeng, walter, issac, rebecca, sujatha, brinda, this councillor girl whom i forgot her name.&lt;br /&gt;first day, we ate together,&lt;br /&gt;and issac was saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the college tour is super boring.&lt;br /&gt;they bring you around,&lt;br /&gt;and go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"this is the canteen, you can study here after school."&lt;br /&gt;"this is the library, you can study here after school."&lt;br /&gt;"this is the study corner, you can study here after school."&lt;br /&gt;"this are the classrooms, you can study here after school."&lt;br /&gt;"see those benches? you can study there after school."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-laughs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, the OG-leaders are super cool.&lt;br /&gt;the day passed rather fast,&lt;br /&gt;ending with this group talk in one of the science lab,&lt;br /&gt;of self-introduction.&lt;br /&gt;i went up, and stated my ambition of what i want to be when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a teacher,&lt;br /&gt;duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well,&lt;br /&gt;after that, it was debrief and finally dismissal.&lt;br /&gt;walked home, which took me like, ten mins.&lt;br /&gt;super cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, again,&lt;br /&gt;was kinda routine,&lt;br /&gt;had briefing and talks by HOD upon the subjects,&lt;br /&gt;had a break inbetween,&lt;br /&gt;in which i bought something to eat,&lt;br /&gt;and sat at the canteen with feng, walter and eleanor.&lt;br /&gt;went back for the talks, session two.&lt;br /&gt;my legs were aching by then.&lt;br /&gt;and boy was it super cold in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;once more i've forgotten to bring my comfy jacket.&lt;br /&gt;bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the talks,&lt;br /&gt;i went with my group-people-cum-new-found-friends,&lt;br /&gt;to the subject booths,&lt;br /&gt;and inquired about the literature H2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so love english, i so wana take lit.&lt;br /&gt;man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the day passed by quickly.&lt;br /&gt;went up to grab something to drink at the cafe, with the same group,&lt;br /&gt;feng, walter, eleanor,&lt;br /&gt;met my primary school mates there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laihan, and this other girl, whom i know, and whom i forgot her name.&lt;br /&gt;embarassing, crap.&lt;br /&gt;-distressed face-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, laihan was the same old her,&lt;br /&gt;bouncy, and outspoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a banana and peach iceblend, rather nice i would say.&lt;br /&gt;then sat down and chit-chatted.&lt;br /&gt;until finally, it was 12.&lt;br /&gt;and we went to our respective group gathering place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a Q&amp;amp;A session of sorts,&lt;br /&gt;and a talk about our subject combo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rather interesting.&lt;br /&gt;i'm like,&lt;br /&gt;kinda short of time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to the scent coming from my kitchen,&lt;br /&gt;my pap brought home chilli crab once more.&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY, WOOT CRAB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and we're gona have this college dance.&lt;br /&gt;i joked with my friends about it,&lt;br /&gt;guess its gona be a game of how-many-feet-can-you-step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bless my toesies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-8253899708364579162?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8253899708364579162/comments/default' title='Post 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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-530860806571032750.post-1519018871779199516</id><published>2009-01-30T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:53:57.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>serangoon jc.</title><content type='html'>yeap, after reciving the early morning sms at 6.30 from MOE.&lt;br /&gt;it has been confirmed that i'm entering serangoon jc, arts course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weell, my aim's already up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLevels. ALevels. BA(Ed). PGDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olevels are already over, so now.&lt;br /&gt;i've got a full whole year to study for my alevels.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gona quit all my gaming stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;and just concentrate on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just seriously hope, i wont waste my time once more.&lt;br /&gt;like what i did, wasting three whole years.&lt;br /&gt;who could have guessed, what i would have been now,&lt;br /&gt;if i had really studied.&lt;br /&gt;maybe the goal of going my mom's alma mater,&lt;br /&gt;HCI,&lt;br /&gt;wont be that far off.&lt;br /&gt;but still,&lt;br /&gt;i'm gona work my brains out, and get that alevel cert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;watch me.&lt;br /&gt;i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;i hope.&lt;br /&gt;i pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh crabsticks, this is like,&lt;br /&gt;lowering my confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gona have my dinner now.&lt;br /&gt;mee-goreng.&lt;br /&gt;facinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br 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jc.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-3052129067225967954</id><published>2009-01-29T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:35:30.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tradition was broken {2}</title><content type='html'>anw, to cont.&lt;br /&gt;my outfit for the this's year celebration was kinda more, girl-ish.&lt;br /&gt;as how my mom put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i got myself a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;samsung soul.&lt;br /&gt;wont reveal how it was aquired.&lt;br /&gt;heh, dont worry, it isnt something like,&lt;br /&gt;illegal or crap.&lt;br /&gt;but it set me back 80+ bucks just getting the earpiece-usbcable-charger.&lt;br /&gt;however, it's still kinda a  fantastic phone.&lt;br /&gt;and i've installed some games into it, with the help of some cracks and codes.&lt;br /&gt;so it has yet to let me down thus far.&lt;br /&gt;the only down side of it being a slide phone.&lt;br /&gt;which to me, i think the slide function would spoil easily or something.&lt;br /&gt;then again, this phone might prove me wrong on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the eve of the eve of cny, i went out with yanchan.&lt;br /&gt;we first decided upon bugis,&lt;br /&gt;but ended up at clarkquay, and finally, back to bugis once more.&lt;br /&gt;due to the craving we had for soul garden.&lt;br /&gt;total bill came up to like, fifty plus i guess.&lt;br /&gt;which to my horror, emptied out my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;leaving me with only 2 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;but we had fun,&lt;br /&gt;beef, chicken, vege, soup, mashed-up-icecream, shells, stuffs like that.&lt;br /&gt;went out with super full stomachs.&lt;br /&gt;we walked around for abit, then squeezed through the impossibly long non-moving queue ever at the bugis junction crossroads, and finally caught the bus home.&lt;br /&gt;i went to work after that.&lt;br /&gt;didnt break anything that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the eve of cny wasnt that interesting either.&lt;br /&gt;stayed at home for the morning and afternoon before heading down to my grandma's place for a neat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;my relatives were like, super glad over my olevel results.&lt;br /&gt;to the extent that i got a super huge bowl of sharkfins' from my grandma,&lt;br /&gt;and i even brought home the leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;which equated to another huge bowl.&lt;br /&gt;i so love my grandma's cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after that and lazed around, fell asleep in the end while reading a book.&lt;br /&gt;cny-day itself was like a repeat of the previous year.&lt;br /&gt;went over to my grandma's house,&lt;br /&gt;since in the chinese tradition,&lt;br /&gt;the first day had to be vegeterian.&lt;br /&gt;ate vegeterian beehoon, with some vegeterian food.&lt;br /&gt;wasnt so bad.&lt;br /&gt;but i think the food went down the wrong pipe or something,&lt;br /&gt;while eating,&lt;br /&gt;i was concidering the fact of changing into a vegeterian.&lt;br /&gt;but i think the sane part my brain overwrote that part.&lt;br /&gt;no way am i ever going beef-less.&lt;br /&gt;went down to my maternal grandma's house,&lt;br /&gt;but not before my pap fetched his mom down to a temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always prefered the atmosphere at my maternal grandma's place.&lt;br /&gt;cause like, i've got a total of 11 aunts/uncles,&lt;br /&gt;thus meaning many people.&lt;br /&gt;and many cousins.&lt;br /&gt;chatted with my aunts then entered the 'children-room' where i found my cute little younger cousin playing by herself.&lt;br /&gt;she dragged me over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'jasmine, play with me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i followed her instructions.&lt;br /&gt;we had a mini-tea-party&lt;br /&gt;with plastic fishes and corn.&lt;br /&gt;after that i found my old board game "speller"&lt;br /&gt;and i played that with her, which helped to past time and entertain.&lt;br /&gt;then also chatted with my aunts regarding my future road.&lt;br /&gt;they offered their opinions and comments as to what i should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then finally chatted with my godbro.&lt;br /&gt;who's like, thirty i think.&lt;br /&gt;married, with a kid.&lt;br /&gt;but from my point of view,&lt;br /&gt;he's still a young kid at heart.&lt;br /&gt;we chatted upon a common topic.&lt;br /&gt;online gaming.&lt;br /&gt;yea, i was shocked to realize that he too was into online gaming.&lt;br /&gt;although not a hardcore gamer, but he was cool.&lt;br /&gt;chatted for awhile,&lt;br /&gt;realized we had some common thought upon stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed there for dinner then left for home.&lt;br /&gt;dinner was great though.&lt;br /&gt;noodles/rice with curry, and some meat of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;fab.&lt;br /&gt;my godma's a wonderful cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day of cny, i had to work.&lt;br /&gt;but it was fuuuuuuuun.&lt;br /&gt;and like, extremely cool.&lt;br /&gt;was on the same shift as cath, melody, jack and the chefs.&lt;br /&gt;real funnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;recieved a red packet from a lady whom i helped to take order for.&lt;br /&gt;then another two more,&lt;br /&gt;one from melody, who's married.&lt;br /&gt;and another from one of the chef,&lt;br /&gt;who looks totally too young to be married.&lt;br /&gt;and is like, really cute btw.&lt;br /&gt;rushed around during dinner time due to the huge crowd.&lt;br /&gt;a total opposite from the afternoon time,&lt;br /&gt;where it was so deserted.&lt;br /&gt;worked till 11.&lt;br /&gt;where i waited for closing,&lt;br /&gt;then walked down with melody and jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since jack &amp;amp; i were staying relatively near,&lt;br /&gt;he asked if we wanted to walk home tgt, but not before he went to buy dinner.&lt;br /&gt;-laughs.&lt;br /&gt;jack's a real joker,&lt;br /&gt;but chinese orientated.&lt;br /&gt;so like, communication's kinda jammed.&lt;br /&gt;we walked back once together, and like, the whole conversation,&lt;br /&gt;was more upon him then me.&lt;br /&gt;cause i've no idea how to describe my life in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;but i declined him this time round, cause i really had to rush home,&lt;br /&gt;due to the fact that i'm super tired, and the dinner shift had me on my toes.&lt;br /&gt;caught the bus home, and talked to mehmeh on the phone as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with meh to catch the latest jack neo movie.&lt;br /&gt;a total wrong choice of movie partner.&lt;br /&gt;catched love matters.&lt;br /&gt;which was an nc16 show.&lt;br /&gt;in which i didnt notice.&lt;br /&gt;and happily went in.&lt;br /&gt;it was a full nc16 show.&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;my brain.&lt;br /&gt;but still, it was hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;a double thumbs-up from me.&lt;br /&gt;i totally love the young teen boy, and his blur face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to catch wedding game with eggy and gang today.&lt;br /&gt;but emmie called up to say that she's sick.&lt;br /&gt;sadly.&lt;br /&gt;man.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i so gotta off the com right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh.&lt;br /&gt;just for temptation sake.&lt;br /&gt;i'm having chili crab for dinner tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-grins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-3052129067225967954?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3052129067225967954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=3052129067225967954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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for my godbro's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but finally, i wore a skirt for the cny period.&lt;br /&gt;its like, black, and button-y.&lt;br /&gt;which was why in the first place i bought it.&lt;br /&gt;it had these cute little brown buttons,&lt;br /&gt;which you had to button up,&lt;br /&gt;it was like, a wrap-around-cum-button-down thing.&lt;br /&gt;really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;and to my utmost shock.&lt;br /&gt;i bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i'll like, update later.&lt;br /&gt;i got to do some junk pile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-1453833930865956090?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1453833930865956090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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juliet.</title><content type='html'>shoes.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i bought two new flats today at cotton on.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, since it was 2 for 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and boy, am i super bored.&lt;br /&gt;as to why.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure either.&lt;br /&gt;just stinking-ish bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked with sexah over the phone for like, a super long time last night.&lt;br /&gt;he had his troubles over so-and-so,&lt;br /&gt;thus, discussed it.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe, in a way, solve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll go click around the whole of the google site to search for anything interesting.&lt;br /&gt;hope something pops up and scares the lights out of me.&lt;br /&gt;at least that'll be something intersting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-6697348168079616740?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><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-530860806571032750.post-4810060580521405925</id><published>2009-01-22T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:25:10.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be facinated.</title><content type='html'>i'm just like, currently addicted to the song of love story.&lt;br /&gt;i've even printed out the piano sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stares intently at it-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll get down to playing it in a few months time.&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, it'll collect dust in my folder consisting of a wide range of sheet music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;since i'm like, utterly bored.&lt;br /&gt;i shall describe what's on my computer table right now.&lt;br /&gt;besides the computer itself.&lt;br /&gt;on my left,&lt;br /&gt;thers this can of..&lt;br /&gt;uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CAMEL - PREMIUM QUALITY " WASABI PEANUTS "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought this from spc, i had a sudden craving for wasabi stuff, thus the can.&lt;br /&gt;wait, give me a moment.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gona pop one into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;mm, alright, lets get on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the left of the can, thers this bowl.&lt;br /&gt;which WAS filled with sliced papayas, until i ate it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, theres my handphone.&lt;br /&gt;which is utterly flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just ate 5 more wasabi peanuts.&lt;br /&gt;they're getting addictive.&lt;br /&gt;man.&lt;br /&gt;this has so got to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maplestory dosent work, due to some complications with singnet.&lt;br /&gt;but then again.&lt;br /&gt;who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went shopping today, it was utterly fun.&lt;br /&gt;raffles city, went into topshop, dorothy perkins, robbinsons, warehouse, miss selfridge, mark&amp;amp;spencer, and i think a few more weird shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;at least i've achieved something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a pair of sexy jeans from dorothy perkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, crap.&lt;br /&gt;i've used to com long enough.&lt;br /&gt;and my mom's begining to nag.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm going to like.&lt;br /&gt;grab my bro's nitendo ds, and play its battery life out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quit staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;i can play a ds too okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-4810060580521405925?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4810060580521405925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=4810060580521405925' 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/&gt;firstly, since its like, near my place.&lt;br /&gt;walking distance to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;secondly, well.&lt;br /&gt;in fact,&lt;br /&gt;there isnt much of a secondly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, i'm heading towards my goal.&lt;br /&gt;of getting a decent Alevel cert,&lt;br /&gt;then proceeding onto uni and coming out with a degree.&lt;br /&gt;then i'll head on over to NIE and teach english,&lt;br /&gt;my apparent favourite subject.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe geography.&lt;br /&gt;to cute little secondary kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-evil laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well,&lt;br /&gt;just recently.&lt;br /&gt;well to be exact,&lt;br /&gt;last night,&lt;br /&gt;i've been feeling kinda down.&lt;br /&gt;as to why i'm having that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;heck, i dont even know.&lt;br /&gt;but, actually i do know.&lt;br /&gt;but i just dont wish to like,&lt;br /&gt;spit it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, i revised my olevel maths last night.&lt;br /&gt;got thru chapter 1.&lt;br /&gt;15 more chapters to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-heaves a sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-3968795041991531594?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3968795041991531594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=3968795041991531594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/3968795041991531594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/3968795041991531594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/01/gaaaah.html' title='gaaaah.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-8354849139894532309</id><published>2009-01-13T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T12:39:51.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAAA HAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT TWELVE POINTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER MINUSING CCA ITS LIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN POINTS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GOAL HAS REACHED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM FRIGGING GLAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess now's the turning point.&lt;br /&gt;jc, or poly?&lt;br /&gt;i'm able to get into the desired course of my poly.&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;shall i open myself to the wider routes of the jc path?&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;so many decisions.&lt;br /&gt;so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least im proud of myself(:&lt;br /&gt;utterly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-grins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-8354849139894532309?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8354849139894532309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=8354849139894532309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/8354849139894532309'/><link rel='self' 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EITHERRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;BUT IM STINKING NERVOUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but off with that.&lt;br /&gt;and on with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i've gotten this new job, at cafecartel.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;the hunks there are fab.&lt;br /&gt;hunky type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, there are a few hunks, but more importantly,&lt;br /&gt;the job itself is kinda fun-ish.&lt;br /&gt;since the area is smaller,&lt;br /&gt;and like, there isnt a need to hire that many staff,&lt;br /&gt;there seems to be less complications in matters of office politics.&lt;br /&gt;thus,&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;it seems much more enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;i've been having fun.&lt;br /&gt;and i picked up a few skills.&lt;br /&gt;some interesting ones including carrying two plates per hand.&lt;br /&gt;its rather fun i would say.&lt;br /&gt;i love such social areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also recently, or rather,&lt;br /&gt;i've been attatched onto THE game.&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess there can only be one game that i can be that attatched to.&lt;br /&gt;but so what.&lt;br /&gt;i mean.&lt;br /&gt;at least i do have a life,&lt;br /&gt;i dont sit at the com for like, seven hours straight and slog my guts out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like fridays are our going out days.&lt;br /&gt;it started last last friday with xh, ahstar and i.&lt;br /&gt;then last friday, it upgraded to..&lt;br /&gt;me, ahstar, xh, yang, kaz, justin, fries.&lt;br /&gt;i met fries and yang first,&lt;br /&gt;then we actually planned to watch a movie, but gave up on it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;walked around tiong plaza, then got bored.&lt;br /&gt;waited for ahstar to arrive, then we took a bus over to great world.&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;from great world, we're supposed to head on over to cyrus.&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;we..&lt;br /&gt;kinda got lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, i do love the friday gatherings.&lt;br /&gt;the lunch and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;and the dumb cook who took so long with my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just feeling so, psyched up.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt sleep much last night.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 4am again,&lt;br /&gt;and couldnt go back to my slumber-land-area-thingy again.&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;i'm hoping that i wont brawl my brains out later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self:&lt;br /&gt;people to call later to scream into the phone about my results, (if its good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARENTS FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;THEN TUITION TEACHERSXZXZ.&lt;br /&gt;then the next few, not in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) ahstar&lt;br /&gt;2) mehmeh&lt;br /&gt;3) qin&lt;br /&gt;4) holydung&lt;br /&gt;5) fries!&lt;br /&gt;6) trolley&lt;br /&gt;7) ben&lt;br /&gt;8) roytson&lt;br /&gt;9) bestie&lt;br /&gt;10) zing&lt;br /&gt;11) sexy david&lt;br /&gt;12) xh&lt;br /&gt;13) elmo&lt;br /&gt;14) porkeen&lt;br /&gt;15) xin&lt;br /&gt;16) see who elseeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY COW MAN.&lt;br /&gt;IM UBBERRR NERVOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-prays&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-353344382092599581?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/353344382092599581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=353344382092599581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/353344382092599581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/353344382092599581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-teh-moods-in-teh-airrrr.html' title='oh, teh mood&apos;s in teh airrrr.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-5497891973309065876</id><published>2008-12-26T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:13:20.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the jolly christmas.</title><content type='html'>with the passing of christmas.&lt;br /&gt;my life has reverted back to its original state.&lt;br /&gt;being keyboard &amp;amp; mouse bound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was at first said, that this year,&lt;br /&gt;my mom's side of the family would not be having any celebration of sorts,&lt;br /&gt;due to my aunt's condition.&lt;br /&gt;oh, talking about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-side track-&lt;br /&gt;my aunt's gotten better.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least i think she is.&lt;br /&gt;and of cause, i hope she is.&lt;br /&gt;her bone marrow transplant went through smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;and now comes the next hundred days of isolation from crowds or such.&lt;br /&gt;from her voice on the phone, it sounds much stronger.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll pray for her full recovery.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll hope that you guys do too.&lt;br /&gt;she's a fab aunt, and i'm happy that she's in my life.&lt;br /&gt;as well as being such a great aunt.&lt;br /&gt;-end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but finally, just the day before the eve of christmas,&lt;br /&gt;the party was thrown together,&lt;br /&gt;and it was held at my first aunt's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family prepared, and made our way over,&lt;br /&gt;picking up my cuzzie along the way.&lt;br /&gt;we arrived and found that it was raining over there.&lt;br /&gt;kinda spoiled the whole atmostphere.&lt;br /&gt;but still, it was christmas eve, who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went in, and greeted the elders.&lt;br /&gt;before settling down,&lt;br /&gt;but not before helping myself to a huge plate load of pot-luck food.&lt;br /&gt;i ate and listened in on the conversation of the elders,&lt;br /&gt;and their typical conversational opener was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh, olevels this year right? how was it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so utter typical.&lt;br /&gt;but still, i mean, what else can they ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh, jasmine. have boyfriend? getting married? how many children?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, it isnt possible.&lt;br /&gt;thus, studies would come first.&lt;br /&gt;had fun, chatted with the elders,&lt;br /&gt;then ate and discussed about everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came the part which i totally love.&lt;br /&gt;and which is so traditional in my family.&lt;br /&gt;we caroled.&lt;br /&gt;yea literally.&lt;br /&gt;we all gathered around my fourth uncle.&lt;br /&gt;with my cuzzie on her gituar,&lt;br /&gt;and with 20 other people around them.&lt;br /&gt;we sang.&lt;br /&gt;the whole family side.&lt;br /&gt;it was just hillarious, and super bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was the lucky draw part.&lt;br /&gt;my first aunt made me go round to all those aged 15 and above,&lt;br /&gt;to take a little coupon,&lt;br /&gt;and open it.&lt;br /&gt;if yours read :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"merry x'mas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it wasnt a prize.&lt;br /&gt;however, if yours had a song title.&lt;br /&gt;you had to sing that christmas song,&lt;br /&gt;in order to recieve the prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funniest part was when my grandfather was one of the lucky ones to get the booby-song.&lt;br /&gt;the song he had to sing was jingle bells.&lt;br /&gt;and he was so shy about it.&lt;br /&gt;so my fourth uncle took over.&lt;br /&gt;he told my grandfather in hokkien:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i sing jingle, you sing bell okay!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it went on.&lt;br /&gt;"jingle"&lt;br /&gt;then he pointed to my grandfather, and everone laughed.&lt;br /&gt;"bells" we all shouted.&lt;br /&gt;and the whole song went on line that.&lt;br /&gt;it was hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;but my grandfather's a great man.&lt;br /&gt;someone so sporting, and so wonderous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the night, went on ahead.&lt;br /&gt;sat down to play with my younger cuzzie,&lt;br /&gt;and like, ate.&lt;br /&gt;and watched the greatest-of-all-box, the television.&lt;br /&gt;then slowly, one by one everyone made their way home.&lt;br /&gt;after sometime, we went back as well.&lt;br /&gt;as well as dropped off my cuzzie who stays near.&lt;br /&gt;then we headed home,&lt;br /&gt;and i logged in to spend the last few hours of christmas eve smsing my close ones.&lt;br /&gt;as well as online with the peoples of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas day itself was kinda great.&lt;br /&gt;sat at home for the afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;but went out for another family gathering at some restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;had delicious meals.&lt;br /&gt;including these huge crab dishes.&lt;br /&gt;which was a total cool thing to me, cause it has been a long time since i've touched crab.&lt;br /&gt;but the food was great.&lt;br /&gt;and the enviroment cool.&lt;br /&gt;i played with my younger cousin.&lt;br /&gt;and well, had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess, that was how i spent, my christmas.&lt;br /&gt;once again.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was kinda interesting.&lt;br /&gt;or rather, since last night.&lt;br /&gt;stinko royston, if you're reading this.&lt;br /&gt;i'm having black eyes because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talked with royston over the phone last night, for like.&lt;br /&gt;six hours or-so.&lt;br /&gt;or rather,&lt;br /&gt;he talked, i listened.&lt;br /&gt;right roy?&lt;br /&gt;but it was interesting, and it was something that i've not done in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;and the worst thing was that we agreed to meet at 11am the next day.&lt;br /&gt;and we talked till like six plus in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at seven, and slept past eleven.&lt;br /&gt;finally when i woke up, got prepared and went down to meet him.&lt;br /&gt;met at hougang mall,&lt;br /&gt;and ate at longjohns, before strolling our guts out.&lt;br /&gt;we walked and talk, around the whole of hougang mall, and its surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;at least 3 times or so.&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun, sort-a.&lt;br /&gt;we went home after that, for like, horntail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess life's kinda breezy.&lt;br /&gt;one day it seems like this,&lt;br /&gt;yet the next,&lt;br /&gt;it totally changes stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and well,&lt;br /&gt;i really have no idea what the heck am i talking about.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i mean.&lt;br /&gt;im just really bored.&lt;br /&gt;and i just really love to type.&lt;br /&gt;you know.&lt;br /&gt;the sleek keys on my keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;and like.&lt;br /&gt;the sound of them going&lt;br /&gt;-tap,tap,tap-&lt;br /&gt;really coool man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-swoons.&lt;br /&gt;-faints.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-5497891973309065876?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5497891973309065876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=5497891973309065876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/5497891973309065876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/5497891973309065876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-jolly-christmas.html' title='oh the jolly christmas.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-6251060375211647798</id><published>2008-12-20T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T00:02:16.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>singderella.</title><content type='html'>alright, stop staring at me like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just too lazy to compose up my travel journal.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i'll just let it be a thought in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;and a piece of the puzzle that i'm keeping in my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;maybe one day, when i'm really bored.&lt;br /&gt;i'll sit down.&lt;br /&gt;and really compose it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was kind-of trashy.&lt;br /&gt;not really that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to start off.&lt;br /&gt;i would hereby love to wish my derest 4 year friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMMIE CHNG,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a wonderous happy belated birthday,&lt;br /&gt;we are so so so sorry that we forgot your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;but still, we celebrated it.&lt;br /&gt;kind-of-ish, haha.&lt;br /&gt;hope you've enjoyed the time spent,&lt;br /&gt;and the little mini gift, that was given.&lt;br /&gt;the cookies we baked at your place was dee-licious.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what weird slob of shape they are in.&lt;br /&gt;or what funny colour they are in.&lt;br /&gt;they still taste great, cause they were made from the hands of the&lt;br /&gt;one-and-only-wonderous friend-chef-baker of ours, you!&lt;br /&gt;once more, thanks for the fun we had at your place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as seen from above, the four of us went out to celebrate emmie's birthday&lt;br /&gt;belated birthday,&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;we met up, and decided that we should watch a movie instead of eating.&lt;br /&gt;thus, we were stuck at jubilee deciding which movie were we going to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had no intrest in such of twilight, but i mean, if emmie really insisted, i wont mind.&lt;br /&gt;but we kinda ruled over her.&lt;br /&gt;(i'm so sorry emmie, -gives the distressed face-)&lt;br /&gt;and watched YES MAN instead.&lt;br /&gt;the show's hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;you should seriously watch it.&lt;br /&gt;we went for lunch at longjohn after that.&lt;br /&gt;chatted.&lt;br /&gt;talked.&lt;br /&gt;and then decided to go over to emmie's place.&lt;br /&gt;we played with the younger siblings,&lt;br /&gt;baked cookies.&lt;br /&gt;and laughed at youtube junk.&lt;br /&gt;the details i would spare,&lt;br /&gt;as since, its already so late.&lt;br /&gt;and im tired.&lt;br /&gt;i'll junk up a few more tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for today.&lt;br /&gt;i finally went out in the afternoon for jol's and boye's bd.&lt;br /&gt;was actually supposed to meet danny at city hall, 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;but it dragged on until i met them at 5+ for the movie.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;i watched YES MAN again.&lt;br /&gt;still, it was hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;waited for sasa before i went into the movie,&lt;br /&gt;and after that, danny &amp;amp; co stood outside for the regular smoking session.&lt;br /&gt;went to have dinner,&lt;br /&gt;but was overwhelmed by the price list.&lt;br /&gt;a bowl of soup, cost 7.50.&lt;br /&gt;swensens.&lt;br /&gt;fab, i stared at my deepening pocket,&lt;br /&gt;and thought, that i would survive.&lt;br /&gt;its alright.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just not eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, i thank the Lord for xin.&lt;br /&gt;without here, i'm sure sasa and me would have no idea what to do at all.&lt;br /&gt;xin talked with us most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, since we're all girls.&lt;br /&gt;and she was the same age as me, thus meaning, olevels.&lt;br /&gt;at least a comon topic starters of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;the dinner was fun, yet awkard.&lt;br /&gt;since ive never met them for like, a year.&lt;br /&gt;ever since our last outing.&lt;br /&gt;but then again, there seems to be new, and not to mention weird,&lt;br /&gt;additions  to the whole group.&lt;br /&gt;people like,&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;i-&amp;amp;-sasa-knows-who.&lt;br /&gt;-shrugs, some people, are just really such irritants.&lt;br /&gt;pests of sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, man. my head's spinning.&lt;br /&gt;i've seriously got to go and sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-6251060375211647798?l=my-labyrinthine-life.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-530860806571032750.post-2012873767024520924</id><published>2008-12-11T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:21:39.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are my all in all.</title><content type='html'>i've no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;but i've been having this song in head ever since i came back from korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a fab christian song.&lt;br /&gt;and it's title is as above:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are my all in all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my strength when I am weak&lt;br /&gt;You are the treasure that I seek&lt;br /&gt;You are my all in all&lt;br /&gt;Seeking You as a precious jewel&lt;br /&gt;Lord, to give up I'd be a fool&lt;br /&gt;You are my all in all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking my sin, my cross, my shame&lt;br /&gt;Rising up again I bless Your name&lt;br /&gt;You are my all in all&lt;br /&gt;When I fall down You pick me up&lt;br /&gt;When I am dry You fill my cup&lt;br /&gt;You are my all in all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Lamb of God&lt;br /&gt;Worthy is Your name&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Lamb of God&lt;br /&gt;Worthy is Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my strength when I am weak&lt;br /&gt;You are the treasure that I seek&lt;br /&gt;You are my all in all&lt;br /&gt;Seeking You as a precious jewel&lt;br /&gt;Lord, to give up I'd be a fool&lt;br /&gt;You are my all in all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking my sin, my cross, my shame&lt;br /&gt;Rising up again I bless Your name&lt;br /&gt;You are my all in all&lt;br /&gt;When I fall down You pick me up&lt;br /&gt;When I get dry You fill my cup&lt;br /&gt;You are my all in all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Lamb of God&lt;br /&gt;Worthy is Your name&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Lamb of God&lt;br /&gt;Worthy is Your name&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-4319259830197702273</id><published>2008-12-11T09:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:47:31.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are my all in all.</title><content type='html'>i reached back on home ground on the 6th,&lt;br /&gt;and yea, i counted wrongly, my flight was supposed to be on the 6th,&lt;br /&gt;instead of the 9th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, overall the trip was a triller.&lt;br /&gt;both to my mind, heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;the situations posed during the trip were mind-boggling, but yet facinating.&lt;br /&gt;i guess this whole trip has cleared my mind of the basic troubles it witheld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seriously made me relax, and think about what i would be doing in the future.&lt;br /&gt;the sudden thought of going into a JC instead of a poly popped into my brain,&lt;br /&gt;at a certain moment of time.&lt;br /&gt;and, im sad to say, i seriously hope that i'll do well for my grades,&lt;br /&gt;if so, i'll really go into a JC i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure why the sudden change,&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it's partially due to Murray's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, hi Murray.&lt;br /&gt;i met Murray on the third last day of the trip,&lt;br /&gt;and we met again on the next day at the theme park,&lt;br /&gt;played all the rides together with him and his brother.&lt;br /&gt;and while waiting for the rides, we chatted and talked of random stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;and i realized how mature his thinking was.&lt;br /&gt;how sudden thoughts can pop into one's mind at such times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but currently, i'm composing up my whole travel journal,&lt;br /&gt;and its taking some brain rumaging through my whole memories of the time spent.&lt;br /&gt;my seriously, it was worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this trip.&lt;br /&gt;was utterly fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-4319259830197702273?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4319259830197702273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=4319259830197702273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/4319259830197702273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/4319259830197702273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-are-my-all-in-all.html' title='you are my all in all.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-1633267038602497522</id><published>2008-11-28T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T00:28:35.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bbq.</title><content type='html'>and tomorrow's the day.&lt;br /&gt;the day of the flight to korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was basically simple.&lt;br /&gt;used the com for practically the whole afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;went out to meet zing in the late evening, and collected my camera lenses from my cuz's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the word of the day's: bbq.&lt;br /&gt;and well, yea.&lt;br /&gt;my guild's having a bbq tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;as a sort-of farewell to our part-guild-leader, grass.&lt;br /&gt;he's heading towards the ns road,&lt;br /&gt;and i guess sat would be the last gathering,&lt;br /&gt;until he's out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, my flight would be at 8.45,&lt;br /&gt;and the bbq's starting around 6.30&lt;br /&gt;i've yet to discuss with my mom or my dad if they'll let me go for awhile,&lt;br /&gt;and like,&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll catch a cab down to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;i'm also concidering if i should go over to the wet market with,&lt;br /&gt;rain, grass, ahmei, blur and maybe a few others,&lt;br /&gt;to get the food for the bbq,&lt;br /&gt;at least i'm able to do a slight bit as a member in the guild,&lt;br /&gt;or i'll feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally love such gatherings.&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, it seems like i wont be able to make it for this gathering.&lt;br /&gt;gah, totally spoils my day.&lt;br /&gt;but anw,&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda glad that i'm going over to korea&lt;br /&gt;although the weathers'there gona be killing.&lt;br /&gt;its already a -5 right now.&lt;br /&gt;any more colder,&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll have to come back home bearing a huge resemblence&lt;br /&gt;to a block of ice.&lt;br /&gt;popcicle of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, its a once in a life time thing.&lt;br /&gt;to exprience snow,&lt;br /&gt;and all those sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll take fatastic pictures, and be like&lt;br /&gt;a trigger happy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm listening to the aids show theme song from chnl 8 on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;it's a fantastic song,&lt;br /&gt;utterly touching.&lt;br /&gt;eventhough it's chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;it's already 12.30&lt;br /&gt;i hope all goes well tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-1633267038602497522?l=my-labyrinthine-life.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-530860806571032750.post-4982663074795526513</id><published>2008-11-26T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:54:23.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dinner.</title><content type='html'>yea, i'm going out for dinner soon.&lt;br /&gt;with the gheyest of all gheys, gareh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've to get ready all my stuff, as well as get my contact lenses from the optician.&lt;br /&gt;man, today was like, rainy.&lt;br /&gt;and like, rain.&lt;br /&gt;rain&lt;br /&gt;and more rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap. i guess i'll type more later.&lt;br /&gt;after i'm done with my dindin.&lt;br /&gt;im stinking hungry though.&lt;br /&gt;my stomach's growling like theres no tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-530860806571032750.post-5764633055168114462</id><published>2008-11-25T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:30:48.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love.</title><content type='html'>i think like since thus on, i'll forget about updating for my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just use a keyword.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll type all about it.&lt;br /&gt;how bout that,&lt;br /&gt;dosent it sound nicer?&lt;br /&gt;at least it's better then reading all the blogs,&lt;br /&gt;and going past lifestories again and again.&lt;br /&gt;the starting going something like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh today was a boring day, i went out with xxx we went to xxx then we had alot of fun."&lt;br /&gt;"wa sian, duno what to say already. bye all im not gona post"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those startings are junk.&lt;br /&gt;i mean,&lt;br /&gt;fine, your day was like boring.&lt;br /&gt;so what, my day's fab.&lt;br /&gt;everyday to me, is more or less fab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess the topic of the day would be love.&lt;br /&gt;it's a wide subject.&lt;br /&gt;and yes,&lt;br /&gt;i love to quote from dictionary.com&lt;br /&gt;here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="me"&gt;love&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span class="pg"&gt;noun, verb, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;loved, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;lov⋅ing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="pg"&gt;–noun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;1.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;2.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;3.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;sexual passion or desire.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;4.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person; sweetheart.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;5.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;(used in direct address as a term of endearment, affection, or the like): &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;Would you like to see a movie, love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;6.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;a love affair; an intensely amorous incident; amour.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;7.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;sexual intercourse; copulation.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;8.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="labset"&gt;(&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;initial capital letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="luna-Img" src="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;a personification of sexual affection, as Eros or Cupid.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;9.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;affectionate concern for the well-being of others: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;the love of one's neighbor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;10.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;strong predilection, enthusiasm, or liking for anything: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;her love of books. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;11.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;the object or thing so liked: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;The theater was her great love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;12.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;the benevolent affection of God for His creatures, or the reverent affection due from them to God.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;13.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="labset"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;Chiefly Tennis&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;a score of zero; nothing.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;14.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;a word formerly used in communications to represent the letter &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;span class="pg"&gt;–verb (used with object) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;15.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;to have love or affection for: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;All her pupils love her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;16.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;to have a profoundly tender, passionate affection for (another person).&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;17.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;to have a strong liking for; take great pleasure in: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;to love music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;18.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;to need or require; benefit greatly from: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;Plants love sunlight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;19.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;to embrace and kiss (someone), as a lover.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;20.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;to have sexual intercourse with.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;span class="pg"&gt;–verb (used without object) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;21.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;to have love or affection for another person; be in love.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;span class="sectionLabel"&gt;—Verb phrase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;22.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;love up, &lt;/span&gt;to hug and cuddle: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;She loves him up every chance she gets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;span class="sectionLabel"&gt;—Idioms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;23.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;for love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;a.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;out of affection or liking; for pleasure.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;b.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;without compensation; gratuitously: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;He took care of the poor for love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;24.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;for the love of, &lt;/span&gt;in consideration of; for the sake of: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;For the love of mercy, stop that noise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;25.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;in love, &lt;/span&gt;infused with or feeling deep affection or passion: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;a youth always in love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;26.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;in love with, &lt;/span&gt;feeling deep affection or passion for (a person, idea, occupation, etc.); enamored of: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;in love with the girl next door; in love with one's work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;27.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;make love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;a.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;to embrace and kiss as lovers.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;b.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;to engage in sexual activity.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;   &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;28.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;no love lost, &lt;/span&gt;dislike; animosity: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;There was no love lost between the two brothers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, if you've just read every sentence.&lt;br /&gt;i hereby congratulate you,&lt;br /&gt;you've just overcome a barrier in most people.&lt;br /&gt;lazyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats love,&lt;br /&gt;most would say that it's just that feeling that one has.&lt;br /&gt;one that cant be described.&lt;br /&gt;well, as to that, i'll agree.&lt;br /&gt;but only partially.&lt;br /&gt;however, you might be thinking,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not in any position to question anyone's perception of love.&lt;br /&gt;and yes,&lt;br /&gt;i'll agree with you,&lt;br /&gt;i'm just saying all of the above and below based on my point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parental love, can never be replaced.&lt;br /&gt;people always say.&lt;br /&gt;your parents scold you, because they love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that i agree with.&lt;br /&gt;even thou no matter how much they scold, wack, scream and nag.&lt;br /&gt;they still do love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, this love i'm refering to right now.&lt;br /&gt;is the love among couples.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling that makes you wana do just anything&lt;br /&gt;for the one you 'love'.&lt;br /&gt;i wont really use the word love here,&lt;br /&gt;it's more of like,&lt;br /&gt;the word love's too strong.&lt;br /&gt;when you just like a person,&lt;br /&gt;youre willing to go all way out, and just do anything.&lt;br /&gt;practically anything for him or her.&lt;br /&gt;you dont mind.&lt;br /&gt;you dont care.&lt;br /&gt;what just matters,&lt;br /&gt;is that the other party would be happy.&lt;br /&gt;and when he/she 's happy, you're happy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been there.&lt;br /&gt;in a way of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;and still sometimes, i regret my choice.&lt;br /&gt;as in what way it is.&lt;br /&gt;that's for me to know,&lt;br /&gt;and me to remember alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does the three words 'i love you' really matter?&lt;br /&gt;i can say this in your face.&lt;br /&gt;'i love you'.&lt;br /&gt;but do i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;do i really mean it from deep down inside.&lt;br /&gt;it's easy to say things.&lt;br /&gt;it's easy to lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why till now,&lt;br /&gt;i've only used the above three words a few times.&lt;br /&gt;so few, that with one hand,&lt;br /&gt;i'm able to count them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh, what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;its not about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just please,&lt;br /&gt;dont ever take things as their face value.&lt;br /&gt;there are many other fishes in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;this current fish might not like you,&lt;br /&gt;and it bites you.&lt;br /&gt;then let it go,&lt;br /&gt;let it swim.&lt;br /&gt;catch another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahboy, you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;after i've talked to you for thus long.&lt;br /&gt;i treasure freindship over anything else.&lt;br /&gt;i've shown you.&lt;br /&gt;my account dosent matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would hereby,&lt;br /&gt;ask you to rethink, slowly sit down, and think.&lt;br /&gt;is she worth the while.&lt;br /&gt;would things still go back to the same place.&lt;br /&gt;you're mad.&lt;br /&gt;you're sad.&lt;br /&gt;i can see that, i highly doubt anyone else isnt able to, in my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;i am your friend.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be your friend still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does liking someone equate to just that person alone?&lt;br /&gt;everyone's still young.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like an auntie, [LOL]&lt;br /&gt;but still, forgive the naggyness.&lt;br /&gt;your whole bl loves you like a dung pile.&lt;br /&gt;you're huring all of us, if you do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool down, sit down, and think it out.&lt;br /&gt;of all those times.&lt;br /&gt;of all those things.&lt;br /&gt;you'll come through this whirlwind.&lt;br /&gt;i've confidence that you do have.&lt;br /&gt;place trust in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;place trust in those around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, isit just a four letter word.&lt;br /&gt;which represents all our whole life?&lt;br /&gt;or does the meaning of it, hold something deeper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-5764633055168114462?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5764633055168114462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=5764633055168114462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/5764633055168114462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/5764633055168114462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2008/11/love.html' title='love.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-4878165005517371324</id><published>2008-11-24T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:40:44.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my korea trip.</title><content type='html'>i guess its that time again.&lt;br /&gt;the time when one feels bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well,&lt;br /&gt;yes, i've gone back to maple, after a whole long year,&lt;br /&gt;and sadly,&lt;br /&gt;i've found out that all my old friends have quitted.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's basically due to the fact that the game has lost its magical touch.&lt;br /&gt;and the recent hacking cases caused many to ditch their accounts.&lt;br /&gt;and i totally miss those guys.&lt;br /&gt;to any of you, who do walk past here,&lt;br /&gt;although it might just be a high-ended wish of mine,&lt;br /&gt;but sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;i miss you guys like sheet.&lt;br /&gt;like chickensheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wandererjx [ uncle D:]&lt;br /&gt;deathsychtx&lt;br /&gt;punkrules [ whitey]&lt;br /&gt;xsuperman3 [my superundies!]&lt;br /&gt;oxapexixo&lt;br /&gt;xia0cleirc [ teh phailure in english ]&lt;br /&gt;woshijosh [ omg, you stinking ghey]&lt;br /&gt;babasin [baah baaah black sheep]&lt;br /&gt;hakyuo [short. still short]&lt;br /&gt;aceofangels [omg, you stinko bangla]&lt;br /&gt;danchdews [affair!]&lt;br /&gt;ahbengbandit&lt;br /&gt;akro&lt;br /&gt;babyb8c [nerd nerd ;x]&lt;br /&gt;babypucchi [ SATAY!]&lt;br /&gt;ligght [omg bestie]&lt;br /&gt;xiiaojuice [bfbf]&lt;br /&gt;seenoevil [bk :D]&lt;br /&gt;cfg [cfgirl]&lt;br /&gt;vwvchlobuwvw [omg you stinking chris]&lt;br /&gt;cypher02 [irc stinko]&lt;br /&gt;xnaru&lt;br /&gt;xxjuhuachaxx [gah! packet of tea!]&lt;br /&gt;ciobandit [omg, cio i miss you liek dung]&lt;br /&gt;tanyia [clemieieieieieeiee]&lt;br /&gt;frozeneagle [tarteh!]&lt;br /&gt;deadeyedik [you owe me a duck!]&lt;br /&gt;dongie [ woof ;x]&lt;br /&gt;woaifeng [helo wind :D neh big alr?]&lt;br /&gt;dorubo [bobo! D:]&lt;br /&gt;edwinzzzz [ahdi!]&lt;br /&gt;evo4 [emo4 :x]&lt;br /&gt;fairy8 [oh i miss you girl]&lt;br /&gt;fries [im sorry, i forgot your ign, but i miss you alot alot alot alot]&lt;br /&gt;giglamesh [hi gigi]&lt;br /&gt;haleon [omg, LOL]&lt;br /&gt;wiisme [hi justin/haru]&lt;br /&gt;zzhellfirezz [HELLY :D]&lt;br /&gt;hunter84 [LOL ns-boy]&lt;br /&gt;xiiaoherm1t [helo mikeh]&lt;br /&gt;wawajap [helo uncle]&lt;br /&gt;jiajia22 [pigpigliangteh!]&lt;br /&gt;jp88 [ ah pee :D]&lt;br /&gt;juzmindk [ohmyjohn, i miss you]&lt;br /&gt;kiranox [omg, kira!]&lt;br /&gt;shadowelites [hi shadow!]&lt;br /&gt;kkuzo [ ;D]&lt;br /&gt;lalaboi [LOL OLD MAN]&lt;br /&gt;lefthand369 [ahyin oldieeee]&lt;br /&gt;lekzai [sham :D]&lt;br /&gt;lostwiz&lt;br /&gt;lychee [LOL, ;x longan]&lt;br /&gt;lyndey [lessie!]&lt;br /&gt;panpanb [lessie too!]&lt;br /&gt;mattgid [lol,omg]&lt;br /&gt;miirukii&lt;br /&gt;momopea [LOL uncle]&lt;br /&gt;mooshbonbon [bon :D]&lt;br /&gt;mrqz [qq!]&lt;br /&gt;onlydex [oilydex!]&lt;br /&gt;onlyint [cheese :D]&lt;br /&gt;yoreosin [hi oreo :D]&lt;br /&gt;peanut! [i forgot your numbers behind ;x]&lt;br /&gt;pr0mage92 [POOPOO]&lt;br /&gt;strmorestr [porkeen]&lt;br /&gt;ravioli [hey sarah ;D]&lt;br /&gt;ravvrs&lt;br /&gt;riverlove&lt;br /&gt;ronnie69&lt;br /&gt;saibaneo [JOEL :D]&lt;br /&gt;sheendollz&lt;br /&gt;shinndollz [danneh]&lt;br /&gt;slash1984 [uncle :D]&lt;br /&gt;sn0wybunny [LOL ;x helo darling]&lt;br /&gt;sooker&lt;br /&gt;southernsun&lt;br /&gt;sarapanda/babysarazz [saraaarara :D]&lt;br /&gt;speli [LOL GHEY JOEL]&lt;br /&gt;tiggie [ john!]&lt;br /&gt;illusion [vic!]&lt;br /&gt;xcutiee&lt;br /&gt;xguaiiguaii&lt;br /&gt;xia0tienshen&lt;br /&gt;xx2511xx&lt;br /&gt;xxyiksoonxx [BRABRA!]&lt;br /&gt;zenzai [omgosh, LOL]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of cause.&lt;br /&gt;all the close ones whom ive missed out.&lt;br /&gt;my ssc friends,&lt;br /&gt;skt friends.&lt;br /&gt;and also, all my irc friends.&lt;br /&gt;i miss those times D:&lt;br /&gt;those 7 hours zak, which we sat till our butts hurt.&lt;br /&gt;and the rushes to the toilet during the resting arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, times have changed.&lt;br /&gt;we've all grown up.&lt;br /&gt;some of you are older,&lt;br /&gt;-points at the uncles-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i seriously miss all of you guys, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be going to korea soon.&lt;br /&gt;on the 29th.&lt;br /&gt;sadly, it'll clash with my current guild's bbq date.&lt;br /&gt;crap that.&lt;br /&gt;i so want to go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been preparing the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;gathering my winter wear and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;many thanks to rain, for loaning me her stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, it's gona be cold.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be brining my canon cam along,&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i'll be able to snap a few shots.&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully, post them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly.&lt;br /&gt;my aunt went for her strong dose of kimo today.&lt;br /&gt;i hope that she's alright.&lt;br /&gt;pray for her,&lt;br /&gt;wont you?&lt;br /&gt;many thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-4878165005517371324?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4878165005517371324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=4878165005517371324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/4878165005517371324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/4878165005517371324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-korea-trip.html' title='my korea trip.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-1744146708038760545</id><published>2008-11-06T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:36:18.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cancer.</title><content type='html'>well, cancer's defined by dictionary.com as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="labset"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;Pathology&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;a.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;a malignant and invasive growth or tumor, esp. one originating in epithelium, tending to recur after excision and to metastasize to other sites.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;   &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;b.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;any disease characterized by such growths.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my aunt's down with that.&lt;br /&gt;it's just, well, i've no idea what to react to this.&lt;br /&gt;i've known the news since the start of the year,&lt;br /&gt;when my mom had revealed it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this aunt i'm refering to is like, my third aunt.&lt;br /&gt;whose house is near my primary school,&lt;br /&gt;and everytime after school,&lt;br /&gt;during my six years there,&lt;br /&gt;i would go over to her place,&lt;br /&gt;and talk to her as well to play with my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just that now,&lt;br /&gt;seeing what's happening to her,&lt;br /&gt;it hurts me deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not good at words in describing this.&lt;br /&gt;but still, i'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's a wonderful aunt,&lt;br /&gt;short bob hair, of reasonable height,&lt;br /&gt;slightly shorter then me,&lt;br /&gt;but with a totally beautiful character and personality.&lt;br /&gt;she's extremely cheerful, at all times,&lt;br /&gt;even if she's seperated from my uncle,&lt;br /&gt;and caring for 3 children.&lt;br /&gt;one who's older then me by two years,&lt;br /&gt;one who's married, with an absolutely cute new born,&lt;br /&gt;the last who's gona get married, soon i hope, to a beautiful girl.&lt;br /&gt;it must have been hard for her,&lt;br /&gt;to juggle housework,&lt;br /&gt;as well as to juggle her job.&lt;br /&gt;to go through monetary turbulants and still emerge,&lt;br /&gt;strong and smiling.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i admire her.&lt;br /&gt;but yet, i had never the courage to tell her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later in the day,&lt;br /&gt;my mom's gona go over with the rest of my aunts,&lt;br /&gt;yea, you might wonder how many aunts i have.&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;i've like got, five aunts, and six uncles, all from my maternal grandmother's side.&lt;br /&gt;and they are such a wonderful bunch.&lt;br /&gt;i feel glad, that i was born into such a lively family,&lt;br /&gt;and one with so much love.&lt;br /&gt;back to the point,&lt;br /&gt;my aunts, and my mom, are gona go over to the doctor's,&lt;br /&gt;for a full confrence,&lt;br /&gt;as to what would happen to my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her condition of late,&lt;br /&gt;has been rather alright,&lt;br /&gt;with plans to have a bone marrow transplant from my youngest aunt.&lt;br /&gt;also, they were hoping for a quick recovery,&lt;br /&gt;and, if the Lord wills, be jumping round us again.&lt;br /&gt;but just yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;her condition took a turn for the worse,&lt;br /&gt;at all point of times,&lt;br /&gt;my youngest aunt fell ill as well.&lt;br /&gt;my aunt's now in a condition, such that she's in the hospital,&lt;br /&gt;after recovering from a bout of extremely high fever,&lt;br /&gt;and now in a dangerous condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just seriously hope,&lt;br /&gt;that she'll get well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember the time,&lt;br /&gt;when there was this once, that she brought all of us,&lt;br /&gt;yea, all the 5 other aunts, and the 6 uncles,&lt;br /&gt;a total of 11 families,&lt;br /&gt;over to her place for a 'make-your-own-popiah' day.&lt;br /&gt;it was fab.&lt;br /&gt;her dinning table was filled with ingredients from all sources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were eggs.&lt;br /&gt;popiah skins,&lt;br /&gt;sausages,&lt;br /&gt;vegetables from all origins,&lt;br /&gt;and rice.&lt;br /&gt;and like, that crispy thing that's added in popiah,&lt;br /&gt;i think it's some animal's fried fats.&lt;br /&gt;sounds disgusting, but it's like, well, nice.&lt;br /&gt;we enjoyed that day.&lt;br /&gt;especially me,&lt;br /&gt;cause i ate the most.&lt;br /&gt;and finished the whole bowl of sausage.&lt;br /&gt;and the eggs.&lt;br /&gt;but i left out vegs.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun,&lt;br /&gt;and everybody ate to their fill.&lt;br /&gt;she is just a wonderful cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even till now,&lt;br /&gt;she loves to cook.&lt;br /&gt;it was only recently,&lt;br /&gt;that she cooked sweet fish for my family.&lt;br /&gt;it was fabtastic.&lt;br /&gt;the fish was grilled just to perfection,&lt;br /&gt;and the potato was mashed like a professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so wana see her again.&lt;br /&gt;and see her smile.&lt;br /&gt;and hear her laugh.&lt;br /&gt;and listen to her stories,&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes even her nagging.&lt;br /&gt;and look at her ever cheerful face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the Lord's will.&lt;br /&gt;that her time has come.&lt;br /&gt;or, maybe it's something else.&lt;br /&gt;but still,&lt;br /&gt;i know that He'll always be there for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;more then i can ever imagine.&lt;br /&gt;i wish she'll get well.&lt;br /&gt;i sincerely wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-1744146708038760545?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1744146708038760545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=530860806571032750&amp;postID=1744146708038760545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/1744146708038760545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/530860806571032750/posts/default/1744146708038760545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/2008/11/cancer.html' title='cancer.'/><author><name>iJASMINE.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530860806571032750.post-43085229634383210</id><published>2008-11-03T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:16:05.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>official? not.</title><content type='html'>nope.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just doing crap tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've yet to officially open up my blog.&lt;br /&gt;although yes, i'm finally going to use blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i too admit that i've been really really dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the new blogger came up.&lt;br /&gt;i thought that the HTML template would never come back.&lt;br /&gt;and i couldnt do XML.&lt;br /&gt;and i wondered how smart others could be,&lt;br /&gt;in doing XML and using blogger.&lt;br /&gt;thus, i gave up on blogger, moving onto wordpress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, with this fantastic thing that i've found out,&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my wonderous friend, aziemah,&lt;br /&gt;that i can revert back to the classic template of HTML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;why didnt i notice it earlier.&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;and like, i love my new com.&lt;br /&gt;it's a HP, with a BENQ monitor, which is like a huge 20 inch.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes have to face opposite ways to really see the full screen.&lt;br /&gt;it's like fab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i've done some basic editing to the base template.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the person who provided the baste template, it's fab.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/530860806571032750-43085229634383210?l=my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-labyrinthine-life.blogspot.com/feeds/43085229634383210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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