<?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-4871146041553166481</id><updated>2011-09-05T20:23:47.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am who i am not, i am not who i am</title><subtitle type='html'>the revival of orange, the colour.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-642818009584473321</id><published>2009-06-12T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:51:37.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatmore do I have to say</title><content type='html'>More ideas and/or WILL-MISS-MEs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-642818009584473321?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/642818009584473321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=642818009584473321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/642818009584473321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/642818009584473321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2009/06/whatmore-do-i-have-to-say.html' title='whatmore do I have to say'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-6595360619637234631</id><published>2008-08-07T14:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T00:09:23.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tayar pancit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When everyone else is updating their blogs with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (or emo) &lt;/span&gt;posts, Jessica thinks to herself. What is wrong with her? Forget posting the many drafts she has, she doesn't daily-blog-read anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's growing many strands of semi gray hairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is waiting for her next menses to see if there's any irregularities in her hormone cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sifu&lt;/span&gt; of laziness has crept in and is toiling. *silently screaming nooooo*&lt;br /&gt;Remember, remember the 18th of August.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-6595360619637234631?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/6595360619637234631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=6595360619637234631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/6595360619637234631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/6595360619637234631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/08/tayar-pancit.html' title='tayar pancit'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-5967272860160502214</id><published>2008-07-13T17:06:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:09:27.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all pictures yet to be uploaded.</title><content type='html'>I am here in Ikano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In The Bakery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a cup of Mocha Frappes and F8 notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, I'm hardworking. Not, I'm just pretending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I'm here is because I can't catch up with my 2 sisters and mum. All I worry about is F8 tutorials. Not, again. I have an extra day since I did not go back to Muar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sofas in the Starbucks opposite are taken. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes to Starbucks in Curve.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I wanted to try Gloria Jeans. But the only sofa set has butts on. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the place Ikea sells good curry puffs is crowded as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Starbucks in Kota Damansara had available sofa sets then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family went to the Waterfront at Desapark City before picking my sister up in UPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got caught up with the place even before I came out from the car. And it isn't my first time being there. So they left me to shop for milk and etc. I was having a pleasant time just walking about in the breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great concept. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great architecture. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've mentioned this before. I will again the next time I visit the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great hangout place &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;, before it got hummed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very western-ish, and how I love the open air concept. And everything about it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything minus the part that more are visiting the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desapark City is like a neighbourhood itself. At the shopping complex, it is complete with a clinic and a pet shop. At the pet shop, where I was greeted with a choking smell of chorine which diminished a while after that, there was something that could be described 'as though in a movie'. Two Shih Tzu pups &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;smooch-licking&lt;/span&gt;. And they couldn't stop! Smooch-lick, allllllll the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another agenda in the cage above, a brown pup, probably around 20 inches, chasing and biting its own tail. I perceived the darling wasn't aware that the tail was part of itself as it was biting real hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as I was walking out, there came a dog. A dog looking like a lion from the front, having a mane of a lion, and the fur colour of a lion. It is a lion-resembling dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Universiti Putra Malaysia is huge. The faculty my sister is in beats Sunway University College. Just the Veterinary Faculty itself. I didn't quite get my sister when she said it'll take a while to ride on a bike from her college(hostel) to the faculty. Now I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch in Victoria Station (not Secret, Jeang Meng) earlier today. That, later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-5967272860160502214?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/5967272860160502214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=5967272860160502214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5967272860160502214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5967272860160502214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-pictures-yet-to-be-uploaded.html' title='all pictures yet to be uploaded.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-3349591553580506050</id><published>2008-07-12T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T17:05:38.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how about birthday this year?</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Bitch&lt;/s&gt; Babe, I'm sorry I can't make it for another GDO or GNO before you leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SHl5g6NeClI/AAAAAAAABJ8/60Tm44-sYpI/s1600-h/les.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SHl5g6NeClI/AAAAAAAABJ8/60Tm44-sYpI/s400/les.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222338849201326674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;August 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Best candid picture, still. Look at how blur looking I was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SHl5g87dP7I/AAAAAAAABKE/VueqykyOjeI/s1600-h/DSCN4900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SHl5g87dP7I/AAAAAAAABKE/VueqykyOjeI/s400/DSCN4900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222338849931083698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mar 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Probably our near birthdates is taking effect on our looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SHl9cl7AO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/D6l2L-YlMyM/s1600-h/install1%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SHl9cl7AO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/D6l2L-YlMyM/s400/install1%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222343173082200914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;August 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I was looking real *toot*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SHl8L9dLJaI/AAAAAAAABKM/s6PVVXPDMww/s1600-h/07022008489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SHl8L9dLJaI/AAAAAAAABKM/s6PVVXPDMww/s400/07022008489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222341787830134178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;February 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I should have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-3349591553580506050?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/3349591553580506050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=3349591553580506050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3349591553580506050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3349591553580506050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/07/bitch-babe-im-sorry-i-cant-make-it-for.html' title='how about birthday this year?'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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/_2jKtya41NT0/SHl5g6NeClI/AAAAAAAABJ8/60Tm44-sYpI/s72-c/les.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-6374941817065836186</id><published>2008-06-14T09:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T00:31:18.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have yet to show the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SFPx9jjIaeI/AAAAAAAABHM/sX9iQPnIVYs/s1600-h/ns0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211775233614703074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 421px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="167" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SFPx9jjIaeI/AAAAAAAABHM/sX9iQPnIVYs/s400/ns0024.JPG" width="455" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;he &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prettiest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bus ticket!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-6374941817065836186?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/6374941817065836186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=6374941817065836186' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/6374941817065836186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/6374941817065836186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-yet-to-show-world.html' title='i have yet to show the world'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SFPx9jjIaeI/AAAAAAAABHM/sX9iQPnIVYs/s72-c/ns0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-3783196706555544783</id><published>2008-06-13T17:53:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:24:07.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strictly no durians before a date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'m back on track, for now at least I think. Although I didn't bump into HuiYi's house today and somebody forgot about ice kacang or aka nut ice, by HuiYi, who also asked how to translate cendol. What's cen? What's dol? Hence, I could only suggest 'cent-doll'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days of not-up-times, I did not daily-blog-read, which I only realised early today. Thanks to Zili who asked me to look up for the almost-bald head of his. Little did I know that I wasn't the only who felt so bad. That's for forgoing my routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the expectation of me which resulted from my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;past&lt;/span&gt; achievements, of which I no more regard as achievements, that made me rather not answer to a certain question because I know exactly what I will hear from them. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FYI, I used them though sometimes with friends as a blunt weapon or to brag with no intention.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bah what I just said. I know they mean no harm. I *toot*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Being one pessimist, I couldn't stop thinking of what to do at the worst case scenario, of *not telling*, and deriving no absolute answer, it's not great. I became indifferent and couldn't be bothered, for a short while. Bah it all again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Please be informed that the above is rare at current time. She has rediscovered the path she was walking after a fox kidnapped her, beat her up and left her unaided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today, in the attempt of having a superb &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I'm exaggerating) &lt;/span&gt;font collection for my laptop, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;harass me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(or which has turned to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;har&lt;/s&gt;ass me &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;recently&lt;/span&gt;), I came across&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SFKn2IjRZEI/AAAAAAAABHE/-KXhRv2EUWg/s1600-h/complete+in+him.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SFKn2IjRZEI/AAAAAAAABHE/-KXhRv2EUWg/s400/complete+in+him.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211412267271283778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*smiles all the way*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dad claimed that he saw a falling star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-3783196706555544783?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/3783196706555544783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=3783196706555544783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3783196706555544783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3783196706555544783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/06/strictly-no-durians-before-date.html' title='strictly no durians before a date'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SFKn2IjRZEI/AAAAAAAABHE/-KXhRv2EUWg/s72-c/complete+in+him.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-5260143830873549230</id><published>2008-06-12T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:21:01.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when a friend claims that he misses you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ou learn that some like eating wantans when they look like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siumai&lt;/span&gt;s to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SFUy_Xs4YAI/AAAAAAAABHU/PbSOCyLe3UA/s1600-h/P6110088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SFUy_Xs4YAI/AAAAAAAABHU/PbSOCyLe3UA/s400/P6110088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212128208026624002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wantans don't look that appealing from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After FFK-ing for 2days, I went out with ChongHao. The guy was going to die of boredom. We went to 2 eateries in approximately 2 hours. Him having supper right after I have my dinner. Dad thought it was weird too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt like a short hiatus from uneasiness. And I did not come out of it totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-5260143830873549230?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/5260143830873549230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=5260143830873549230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5260143830873549230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5260143830873549230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-friend-claims-that-he-misses-you.html' title='when a friend claims that he misses you'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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/_2jKtya41NT0/SFUy_Xs4YAI/AAAAAAAABHU/PbSOCyLe3UA/s72-c/P6110088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-831117194217474282</id><published>2008-06-11T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T00:49:53.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i stepped on dog pee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;feel more miserable than landing my foot on the warm puddle of urine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-831117194217474282?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/831117194217474282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=831117194217474282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/831117194217474282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/831117194217474282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-stepped-on-dog-pee.html' title='i stepped on dog pee'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-4803009581571684451</id><published>2008-06-09T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T23:01:58.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll be alright, tomorrow(hopefully)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; asked as we passed by a funeral parlor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Can I not have a funeral &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt; I die?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding alone is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-4803009581571684451?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/4803009581571684451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=4803009581571684451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4803009581571684451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4803009581571684451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/06/ill-be-alright-tomorrowhopefully.html' title='i&apos;ll be alright, tomorrow(hopefully)'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-8507115456795575731</id><published>2008-06-06T16:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T00:47:25.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've never YouTube this long</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; spent the whole afternoon yesterday, at least three hours, yes, I shouldn't be doing it, but the right thing just came at the wrong time, catching up the episodes of Xiaxue's Guide to Life and Chick vs Dick that I missed. Some are funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eDiXMf7XKbg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eDiXMf7XKbg&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that Xiaxue hasn't got her license too. *giggles* And she's like a few years older than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not making her an excuse not to drive, okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-8507115456795575731?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/8507115456795575731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=8507115456795575731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8507115456795575731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8507115456795575731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-never-youtube-this-long.html' title='i&apos;ve never YouTube this long'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-4548195256692400686</id><published>2008-06-05T11:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T12:32:15.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i would say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nother &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;splendid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;reason for NOT driving! Yeah, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I almost thought, well before the increase of petrol price, which everyone should be aware of by now, even Jessica who doesn't read the newspaper and didn't know of the earthquake until days after, when her sister gave her an exclamation, 'I bet you didn't know there was an earthquake!'. Of which she answered proudly to. 'Oh really? That I REALLY didn't know.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your sense of responsibility as an earthling? Think about the number of leaves, branches, trunks and trees you waste per day. Think about the scorching heat and the pouring rain. Think about global warming. Think about the days of Noah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, I shall complete my hanging sentence. Continuation from 'I almost thought...'. ... that I should consider, no, that I should pick up the driving skills. Sister was story telling her days she had to drive to school on her own for STPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Big deal. Your sister has the privilege of being driven. &lt;/span&gt;I didn't say that, and I certainly don't mean it a tiny. Driving IS a privilege, from the opposite side of the mirror. If you can choose not to drive when you don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, she said she has better things to do than fetching me to the exam centre which is 30 minutes away.'Like sleeping', when I asked what could they be. 'I'm wasting two hours a day for your exam'. Me said, 'Sleeping brings no monetary value'. Her job after coming back from Penang is to start roting and rot until the results for university application is out. Then either continue rotting until the time to enter into uni if she's going to public uni or end her roting luxury if she has to decide on which private uni to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not mention that I moved the car left and right. It was two Sundays ago. I'm still wobbly, to be frank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the bashfulness, my younger sister surpassed me! The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beria-ia ingin &lt;/span&gt;to drive self of her has reversed the car out from the house and stepped on the accelerator and drove in the stadium. And and, moved mum's car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HAVE NOT stepped on the accelerator! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I think an exclamation mark is necessary)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What more I have to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once reversed the car out of the porch, which was against I didn't want do. Of not exceeding the gate limit, yet. All along, I mean these few times I moved the car, the gate isn't wide open. An object I need to look out for (not banging into,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; of course&lt;/span&gt;),  other than mum's  car butt, dad's car butt,          pillars, curb and a pot. A pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big fat pot with guppies inside as prevention against Aedes mosquitoes. Anyone wants guppies for their younger siblings, or any other purpose? The guppies TingXin gave for my 16th birthday probably have descendants of a few generations. I had to mix them with dad's guppies, or see them die one by one. I made all the necessary steps for keeping pet guppies, except for the oxygen bubbling device. I bought water plants in trade for the bubbling thing which I thought was too big for a cute decent glass fish bowl. One swam and got itself trapped, and perished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is a very good reason for lack of practice. Lack of practice is a very good excuse for letting my sis drive more kilometres than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; met up with James. He is such a bad brother, to his brother. TingXin redid her wonder wave. The previous wonder wave lost its wonderness and the ocean became pretty much calmer. And we had cendol for tea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-4548195256692400686?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/4548195256692400686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=4548195256692400686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4548195256692400686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4548195256692400686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-would-say.html' title='i would say...'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-2979441259398099340</id><published>2008-06-03T22:55:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T12:31:17.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to savour my kitkat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bet many are taking their time off now, or is it just me? Don't you just feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; so&lt;/span&gt; lethargic after the Law paper? Perhaps my parents are, I disturbed them the whole night. Oh no, no talking about Law! The only probable 'advantage' is that I'll anticipate and really panic when the results are out in August. Oh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I wish I had more time, like usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I bruised my pinky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SEeszbAmxAI/AAAAAAAABG8/gk4TbP3ZVvI/s1600-h/P6030009%7E.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SEeszbAmxAI/AAAAAAAABG8/gk4TbP3ZVvI/s320/P6030009%7E.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208321493500871682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which appears to be just blots plus some redness from dragging my finger across miles, probably just metres of exam sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;And I need finger massage. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;From a charming masseur with delicate smooth fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in the middle of my dinner, the longest since I was back home, Chien called to ask about Tax, the rental income. I went like, 'Tax was yesterday! You should be asking me Law maybe.' Now, I think I might have made a mistake as well. Not checking! Then I told him where I was having dinner because he said the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ikan bakar&lt;/span&gt; there is good. Instead of an acknowledging Okay or Alright, he said 'Your business', with no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah. &lt;/span&gt;Urggghh, it isn't heart wrecking, it's just, fine! He did it on purpose and I know he didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Meng Hong called me a while ago. I thought, he can't be asking me out for supper in the midst of his exam. It's not like he ever did. =). He asked whether I'll be able to transport his camera to Subang before the 13th. For his prom, he said. I am reminded how nerdy ACCA students should be, for not having prom. I am not sure if it's a good idea if the SAC really organise a prom.&lt;/span&gt; It'll certainly be cool and all. ACCA students are not all that nerdy. But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&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/4871146041553166481-2979441259398099340?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/2979441259398099340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=2979441259398099340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2979441259398099340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2979441259398099340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/06/time-to-savour-my-kitkat.html' title='time to savour my kitkat'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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/_2jKtya41NT0/SEeszbAmxAI/AAAAAAAABG8/gk4TbP3ZVvI/s72-c/P6030009%7E.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-6646892434191865973</id><published>2008-06-02T20:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T17:12:50.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish for a paper shredder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; paper shredder to shred each piece of paper as I read to the last line. One placed at my left hand. *laughs evilly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one good looking guy who sat for F6 in the same centre as me. He was as if the only person in color while others were retro black and white, or gray. You know, you know, you are picturing it in your mind,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; only if you're in key with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not that oh-so-cute, &lt;s&gt;unlike Mr. Cutie&lt;/s&gt;, but I certainly, hardly, see someone that colourful in Muar for an ACCA examination. He's not literally colourful, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain + after work hour =jam, even at here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black glutinous soup and yu char kuey. Muaaaahhhhh. Muahhh muaahhh muaaahhh. *kisses fingertips*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tax examiner did not shoot me down(totally). She missed(a few), or  I survived(with minor injuries but not death). *laughs evilly, again*&lt;br /&gt;And I actually finished the paper before time. *skips in joy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*begins to do the opposite of evil laughing, wailing* I just described Law paper to mum. A scratch on the forehead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-6646892434191865973?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/6646892434191865973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=6646892434191865973' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/6646892434191865973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/6646892434191865973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-wish-for-paper-shredder.html' title='i wish for a paper shredder'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-8234319668990053272</id><published>2008-05-29T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:25:00.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna sulk/rant so badly</title><content type='html'>...but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groaning inwardly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-8234319668990053272?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/8234319668990053272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=8234319668990053272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8234319668990053272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8234319668990053272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-wana-sulk-so-badly.html' title='i wanna sulk/rant so badly'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-8884017426033404269</id><published>2008-05-27T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T16:01:09.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mummy said,'this is a reward for you for studying'.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SDz7-LAmwmI/AAAAAAAABD4/UK6Z7lHxlhs/s1600-h/270520081106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SDz7-LAmwmI/AAAAAAAABD4/UK6Z7lHxlhs/s400/270520081106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205312314859242082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ids often keep the best for the last. =)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not eating it yet as I'm not studying like I should be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-8884017426033404269?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/8884017426033404269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=8884017426033404269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8884017426033404269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8884017426033404269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/05/mummy-saidthis-is-reward-for-you-for.html' title='mummy said,&apos;this is a reward for you for studying&apos;.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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/_2jKtya41NT0/SDz7-LAmwmI/AAAAAAAABD4/UK6Z7lHxlhs/s72-c/270520081106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-5019611027048523574</id><published>2008-05-25T23:07:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T15:59:10.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>javachip deprived</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ust a day and I've broke the first and only rule. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meals yesterday. *disallows elaborations*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch. Dimsum will NOT cease being one of my favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0GQ7AmwnI/AAAAAAAABEA/53Z0K-HipaQ/s1600-h/P5240393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0GQ7AmwnI/AAAAAAAABEA/53Z0K-HipaQ/s200/P5240393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205323632098067058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0GRbAmwoI/AAAAAAAABEI/6jAabUDueV4/s1600-h/P5240394.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0GRbAmwoI/AAAAAAAABEI/6jAabUDueV4/s1600-h/P5240394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0GRbAmwoI/AAAAAAAABEI/6jAabUDueV4/s200/P5240394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205323640688001666" border="0" /&gt; 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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0HoLAmwtI/AAAAAAAABEw/OJsPectgVFc/s1600-h/P5240403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0HoLAmwtI/AAAAAAAABEw/OJsPectgVFc/s200/P5240403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205325131041653458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0HoLAmwtI/AAAAAAAABEw/OJsPectgVFc/s1600-h/P5240403.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0HorAmwuI/AAAAAAAABE4/LPJD3daRfnE/s1600-h/P5240405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0HorAmwuI/AAAAAAAABE4/LPJD3daRfnE/s200/P5240405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205325139631588066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0HpLAmwwI/AAAAAAAABFE/9n9gDvYWdxw/s1600-h/P5240406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0HpLAmwwI/AAAAAAAABFE/9n9gDvYWdxw/s200/P5240406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205325148221522690" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0IiLAmw1I/AAAAAAAABFk/TI23cVOJifU/s1600-h/P5240392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0IiLAmw1I/AAAAAAAABFk/TI23cVOJifU/s200/P5240392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205326127474066258" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0JPbAmw2I/AAAAAAAABFs/FU8RXAlZABg/s1600-h/P5240402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0JPbAmw2I/AAAAAAAABFs/FU8RXAlZABg/s200/P5240402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205326904863146850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the makan place below,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0KKrAmw5I/AAAAAAAABGE/ntIsPvKWRno/s1600-h/240520081086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0KKrAmw5I/AAAAAAAABGE/ntIsPvKWRno/s400/240520081086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205327922770396050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can find...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0KKrAmw4I/AAAAAAAABF8/SJE_0UMifi4/s1600-h/P5240389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0KKrAmw4I/AAAAAAAABF8/SJE_0UMifi4/s400/P5240389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205327922770396034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a  naked duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0KKbAmw3I/AAAAAAAABF0/OkO-yvn_Z20/s1600-h/P5240411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0KKbAmw3I/AAAAAAAABF0/OkO-yvn_Z20/s400/P5240411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205327918475428722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and a carrot hiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner. Lesson on how delightful food can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0LR7Amw8I/AAAAAAAABGc/i43e8IpfIeI/s1600-h/240520081092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0LR7Amw8I/AAAAAAAABGc/i43e8IpfIeI/s400/240520081092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205329146836075458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0KLLAmw7I/AAAAAAAABGU/w8QsCk3iMZM/s1600-h/240520081091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0KLLAmw7I/AAAAAAAABGU/w8QsCk3iMZM/s400/240520081091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205327931360330674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0KLLAmw6I/AAAAAAAABGM/G08-p1Assvc/s1600-h/240520081089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0KLLAmw6I/AAAAAAAABGM/G08-p1Assvc/s400/240520081089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205327931360330658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best things in life comes in pair. There's such saying, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0LSLAmw9I/AAAAAAAABGk/gk4ZJc3UzY0/s1600-h/240520081095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0LSLAmw9I/AAAAAAAABGk/gk4ZJc3UzY0/s400/240520081095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205329151131042770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Multiplication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say NO to cruelty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0Nr7Amw-I/AAAAAAAABGs/r0wLyZvTuRA/s1600-h/DSC05820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0Nr7Amw-I/AAAAAAAABGs/r0wLyZvTuRA/s400/DSC05820.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205331792535929826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right way of eating is to pinch both its ears, then the tail before popping the whole bunny into your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the dog greets everyone, I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-5019611027048523574?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/5019611027048523574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=5019611027048523574' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5019611027048523574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5019611027048523574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/05/javachip-deprived.html' title='javachip deprived'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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/_2jKtya41NT0/SD0GQ7AmwnI/AAAAAAAABEA/53Z0K-HipaQ/s72-c/P5240393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-7422768087693564138</id><published>2008-05-23T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T16:28:33.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIX weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Uhh.. EDC is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally &lt;/span&gt;over.*wipes sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are going to bring me home to &lt;s&gt;watch TV&lt;/s&gt; study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rule No.1, no sleeping after 3am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is like what I do everytime I'm in Muar, and as a result of that, obviously unable to wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Rule No.2, no hogging of TV and laptop.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I need them.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule No.2 is striked out because I can survive. I'll watch a lil, use a lil, still, to keep me going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-7422768087693564138?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/7422768087693564138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=7422768087693564138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7422768087693564138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7422768087693564138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/05/six-weeks.html' title='SIX weeks'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-3782260882959350233</id><published>2008-05-21T17:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T15:57:00.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she'll be having her first slice of Dominos, tomorow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;M&lt;/span&gt;iss Rozi said, "Good Luck to Man U, Good Luck to Chelsea, and both the Davids."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I satisfied my yearning for red bean/black glutinous soup in Medan, I mean Rock Cafe. As I stepped into the food court today through an entrance, one which I've never used before this, I smelled this familiar scent/aroma. I melted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so going back there for more, when I need more. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreaded going for Tax EDC. I even thought of skipping today's class, which I didn't. It is not advisable to attend revision classes before revising first or at least have some inputs. Or else, get stranded in the deep wide ocean of Tax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-3782260882959350233?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/3782260882959350233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=3782260882959350233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3782260882959350233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3782260882959350233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/05/shell-be-having-her-first-slice-of.html' title='she&apos;ll be having her first slice of Dominos, tomorow.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-3136798324251901224</id><published>2008-05-18T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T15:49:45.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am such a stalker, now that i know his name</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t was after so long we had our first dinner date, and it was a long one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And we took an hour just to decide where to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up the whole of today in class. It was such an achievement for a nine-hour session of Law, I wanted to try to sleep. To think of it now, it's probably the Latte I took in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Han's phone. The Toilet Aim game, where you must try pee-ing, I mean aiming into the hole, and there was a few types of toilets you can choose from. Guys should be better in this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was browsing through some of his pictures, and looking at a particular one, my right eye teared, literally. Tear kept pouring out. The picture isn't an emotion-provoking one, it just happen. &lt;s&gt;It's just him camwhoring with a facial mask on.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you get such a message?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SDK7pugZpaI/AAAAAAAABDw/C2_yyCyIQ48/s1600-h/190520081079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SDK7pugZpaI/AAAAAAAABDw/C2_yyCyIQ48/s200/190520081079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202426845099304354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanted to disobey the message, to leave my phone on. Since my elder sister urged as well, I switched my phone off, feeling like an idiot if it originated from a nuisance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kopiko drinks kopi. I missed out in all the photo snapping session. My camera is away. Kopiko was on the table like a star. Kopiko is a lamb plushie for Ms. Pushpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-3136798324251901224?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/3136798324251901224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=3136798324251901224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3136798324251901224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3136798324251901224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-such-stalker-now-that-i-know-his.html' title='i am such a stalker, now that i know his name'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SDK7pugZpaI/AAAAAAAABDw/C2_yyCyIQ48/s72-c/190520081079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-4616088955091796779</id><published>2008-05-15T11:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T11:38:07.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of how breakfast brightens one's day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCu7CegZpXI/AAAAAAAABDY/YizPPUAlFNg/s1600-h/150520081044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCu7CegZpXI/AAAAAAAABDY/YizPPUAlFNg/s400/150520081044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200455845952464242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:105%;" &gt;1. Decide what to have for breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCuzougZpSI/AAAAAAAABCw/ol_mMLgPl70/s1600-h/150520081035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCuzougZpSI/AAAAAAAABCw/ol_mMLgPl70/s400/150520081035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200447706989438242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:105%;" &gt;2. Pull out the first stick  and  say 'oohhhh'&lt;/span&gt;, there're words on it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:105%;" &gt;Pull out stick No.2&lt;/span&gt;. 'Oooohhhhh', again, different wordings on each biscuit sticks. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:105%;" &gt;Lay them straight on a piece of tissue paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCu7B-gZpWI/AAAAAAAABDQ/xydAvWlYvEI/s1600-h/150520081036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCu7B-gZpWI/AAAAAAAABDQ/xydAvWlYvEI/s400/150520081036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200455837362529634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:105%;" &gt;3. Snap a picture&lt;/span&gt;, ascertaining all the words can be read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCuzo-gZpTI/AAAAAAAABC4/oR1uNXYRovQ/s1600-h/150520081037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCuzo-gZpTI/AAAAAAAABC4/oR1uNXYRovQ/s400/150520081037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200447711284405554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:105%;" &gt;4. Emphasize on the favourite stick you took out&lt;/span&gt;. 'Goat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ler&lt;/span&gt;'. Sis was born in the Goat's Year. 'You are lucky today'. Okay, I'm not going anywhere, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCuzpOgZpUI/AAAAAAAABDA/AcETqfz3oI4/s1600-h/150520081039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCuzpOgZpUI/AAAAAAAABDA/AcETqfz3oI4/s400/150520081039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200447715579372866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCuzpOgZpVI/AAAAAAAABDI/4Bvqmlk-dFE/s1600-h/150520081043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCuzpOgZpVI/AAAAAAAABDI/4Bvqmlk-dFE/s400/150520081043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200447715579372882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:105%;"&gt;5. Admire the animal faces printed on&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Every single one. 'Ahhhh, this is cute, that is even cuter'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCu7CegZpYI/AAAAAAAABDg/k84Idw1m0aA/s1600-h/150520081046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCu7CegZpYI/AAAAAAAABDg/k84Idw1m0aA/s400/150520081046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200455845952464258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:105%;" &gt;6. Think that you have made a major discovery&lt;/span&gt;, before 'Eh, it's written here &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCu7CugZpZI/AAAAAAAABDo/VXvBNWB8UXg/s1600-h/150520081048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCu7CugZpZI/AAAAAAAABDo/VXvBNWB8UXg/s400/150520081048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200455850247431570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:105%;" &gt;7. Take Star Fish for a dip, in the chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;before being soaked in saliva and gaster juice and every other acid and alkaline in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-4616088955091796779?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/4616088955091796779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=4616088955091796779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4616088955091796779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4616088955091796779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/05/of-how-breakfast-brightens-ones-day.html' title='of how breakfast brightens one&apos;s day.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCu7CegZpXI/AAAAAAAABDY/YizPPUAlFNg/s72-c/150520081044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-155347729123957949</id><published>2008-05-14T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T14:21:02.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HA, everyone smokes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hus, I pronounce everyone&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (who smokes)&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;walking chimney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Call them smokers not, walking chimneys. I have contradicting ideas on this issue. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCukc-gZpQI/AAAAAAAABCg/RGuIkkSIlmM/s1600-h/150520081034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCukc-gZpQI/AAAAAAAABCg/RGuIkkSIlmM/s400/150520081034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200431012451558658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sis called this 'A Mug Of Love'. It actually contains green bean soup which her friend brought over to college for her. I had a sip, a sip of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's her 'A Mug of Love'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 'A Sink of Love'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCur4OgZpRI/AAAAAAAABCo/b3c38xO3sQA/s1600-h/484953959l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCur4OgZpRI/AAAAAAAABCo/b3c38xO3sQA/s400/484953959l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200439177184388370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you haven't seen in Friendster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And today is the day Corinne discovered how lame I can be. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "...to emphasize, you must end every sentence with 'A Mug of Love'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Drop, puddle, pond, pool, lake, sea, ocean. Have I got them right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-155347729123957949?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/155347729123957949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=155347729123957949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/155347729123957949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/155347729123957949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/05/ha-everyone-smokes.html' title='HA, everyone smokes.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCukc-gZpQI/AAAAAAAABCg/RGuIkkSIlmM/s72-c/150520081034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-5862425334603639453</id><published>2008-05-13T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T12:08:42.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>couch, tv and laptop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCmrNOgZpPI/AAAAAAAABCY/pdxjqyeLIvA/s1600-h/jc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199875488496592114" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCmrNOgZpPI/AAAAAAAABCY/pdxjqyeLIvA/s400/jc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;O&lt;/span&gt;h&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, stop with the 'bring me home to watch tv'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I said, it became my default personal message for all computers I use with the exceptional of mine. So, take it as an indicator that I'm not using my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The display picture too. =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't change both, because I like them the way they are. 'Bring me home to watch tv' was my shoutout. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my parents have brought me home. &lt;s&gt;To study&lt;/s&gt;. To watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-5862425334603639453?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/5862425334603639453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=5862425334603639453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5862425334603639453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5862425334603639453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/05/couch-tv-and-laptop.html' title='couch, tv and laptop.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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/_2jKtya41NT0/SCmrNOgZpPI/AAAAAAAABCY/pdxjqyeLIvA/s72-c/jc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-1142929104082369476</id><published>2008-05-10T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T12:28:05.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not right to watch Iron Man in the midst of EDC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;trike that out. It's wrong to watch Iron Man in the midst of EDC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCmpJOgZpOI/AAAAAAAABCQ/zg4cXgFR1Xw/s1600-h/Photo740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199873220753859810" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCmpJOgZpOI/AAAAAAAABCQ/zg4cXgFR1Xw/s200/Photo740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random picture taken out of randomness with Chien's phone. It wasn't that random. Just one of the things you do when you don't feel like studying. No, I don't practise that a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My eyes are so puffy. A good sign of ex-excessive sleep I had lately. Yes, excessive. Thinking about the hours I should be studying instead of indulging myself on a bed with 2 pillows and a comforter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't mind night classes.  Preferably with mum or dad to drive me home, like they used to after tuition classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-1142929104082369476?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/1142929104082369476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=1142929104082369476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/1142929104082369476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/1142929104082369476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-not-right-to-watch-iron-man-in.html' title='it&apos;s not right to watch Iron Man in the midst of EDC'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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/_2jKtya41NT0/SCmpJOgZpOI/AAAAAAAABCQ/zg4cXgFR1Xw/s72-c/Photo740.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-6095977176478961227</id><published>2008-05-08T02:53:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T16:35:30.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want(ed) to go home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e is so kind that He sends an angel, or two &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which makes him even so kind-er) &lt;/span&gt;when you're in need. Angel in mortal form, a fairy. This assures me further that He is overlooking us from heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sometimes the presence of some that you might not reach out much to that gives you the comfort. It feels as weird as it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;At points of time I wish I never started blogging. I'm picking up the skill of expressing, it's not a too bad thing, but in times of suppression, I hope I am the old me, taking things the old way, doing things the old way. Blogging... creates more Evils in me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;And Rage is missing, when others thought I should be angry about a particular incident, I don't, I just shrud it off. I am not a helpless poor girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I am once again reminded about the time I thought there was nothing in/about the college which can hold me back, and I can just flee as I leave no impact in the college community.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-6095977176478961227?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/6095977176478961227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=6095977176478961227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/6095977176478961227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/6095977176478961227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-wanted-to-go-home.html' title='i want(ed) to go home'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-7659918206116466010</id><published>2008-05-05T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T16:36:45.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a black kitten seated by the gate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was never very fond of pearls or bubbles, so you call, in bubble teas or ice blendeds and the other you-know-what drinks. I wouldn't ask for extra pearls like TingXin, better still if there's no pearls to choke me. I wouldn't try to suck out all the remaining pearls stucked under the leftover ice. Until recently that I enjoy chewing them and today, I went to buy immediately at the thought of drinking. Perhaps something about them is different now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muar isn't that bad a town, alright! Great people like &lt;s&gt;me&lt;/s&gt; Alam, the winner of the first season of You Think You Can Dance, comes from this town who was bigger than Singapore before Singapore inflated and towns grew and reached 10000 residents, coming out as a district by itself.  Even the pastor who preached in FGA Subang on Sunday found his wife there, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the place is known for brain-brain(which some KL-ians might not know of), mee bandung? and... (help me with this). Food, glorious food. I need my choral speaking's script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably I grew up back there, I can't tell you how good they are. They are just&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; supposed&lt;/span&gt; to be good. People from outstation just drool over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blaming the town that I come from for some mistakes I made just won't work. The reinforcement rings I bought in Muar is more expensive than in KL because it has been approved by the ISO, cannot mehhhhh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In anticipation for something in PeiYi's blog. If you read her blog, you would definitly know she's talking about me, if she remembers to insert it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/EDIT: If you see missing e's in MSN conversations, my sister's laptop is at fault. She's lazy to entertain the Dell fellow if he agrees to come and solve the problem which is not the sole problem. I need my charger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-7659918206116466010?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/7659918206116466010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=7659918206116466010' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7659918206116466010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7659918206116466010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/05/black-kitten-seated-by-gate.html' title='a black kitten seated by the gate'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-2689192323591120029</id><published>2008-05-04T09:49:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T18:02:00.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessica moved a car!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ince her sister is away in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt;, Little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kelisa&lt;/span&gt; which rhymes with her sister's name, Melissa, is left unused when her parents go to work. It was too bad that she can't drive(yet) or else, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nahh&lt;/span&gt; there's not much place to go in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Muar&lt;/span&gt; anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her dad once told her that her sister is a good driver. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Errr&lt;/span&gt;.... that's because he taught her. Pardon dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;FFK&lt;/span&gt;-ed dad on Friday, maybe so he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;FFK&lt;/span&gt;-ed her yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she got up early today and before church, finally there was some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her younger sister, Samantha &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;beria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pandu&lt;/span&gt;. And she actually dare to be in the car when she was at the driver seat. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Underaged&lt;/span&gt;, she told her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was her favourite answer to those who ask why she doesn't drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after she's legal to drive, her reason/excuse is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;duhhh&lt;/span&gt; 'I don't have a car, I see no point in driving', still applicable as of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she was messing around with stuffs on Labour's Day, dad suddenly approached her at her 'mess up workstation' and said 'Er, if you get through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ACCA&lt;/span&gt; Part 2, I'll get you....".&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, she was lightened up as she was engrossed in the stuff before that(yup, stuff) wasn't looking at him. Her heart and her mind was yelling _ _(IT, I would like to use), and before she was able to say IT with her fingers(this was all running in her mind. She could almost see herself in IT with her shades on, winded-down windows, wind blowing her hair gently from the back slapping the sides of her face and when a hot girl or two passes by, lower down her shades and kill them with a wink. STOP! Note to she-self: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Wakey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;wakey&lt;/span&gt;, stop dreaming. You're not a charming guy with good body structure and THE hair. End of note to she-self. And everything else, you'll be amazed at how fast brain can work at such times), dad woke her up from her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;DAYdream&lt;/span&gt; by saying _ _ _ _ (IT No.2. IT 2, for short.). "I thought you're offering to buy me a ___, a(n) IT." The IT 2 is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;... highly desired too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably this is washing her brain inwardly, agreeing to &lt;s&gt;driving&lt;/s&gt; learning to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica is so uncertain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Driving Lesson Part 1&lt;/span&gt;, the way dad says it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was heading to the passenger seat as I walked down the garage. I looked as dad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;entered&lt;/span&gt; the car, passenger side. Instantly I said, 'I don't want to drive today'. 'No, no, you sit here. I teach you some theories the practical way'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before anything else, after lunch at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Bak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Kut&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Teh&lt;/span&gt; on Thursday, I took the car key, unlocked the car and told bro that I'm driving them home. I poked the key into the key hole and started the car. Turning to my dad, 'Daddy, this is the most, THE MOST I can do'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I sat down and held the steering wheel. I don't know where to place my hands. The doors were open and morning sun rays gave extra lighting, which made no difference in the morning, and extra heat, which I fancy if I am not in a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Firstly, you must start the car&lt;/span&gt;'. This I could manage. No problem at all. I must be at least good at the least things I can do. I even got a 'Good' from dad.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'You didn't hold the key too long, which is unnecessary for most auto cars. The length of time depends on the batteries'. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Then, adjust your seat and mirror. Do you feel comfortable? You must be able to see the back windscreen through the mirror'&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, I finally got to adjust the mirror, without getting scolded, who isn't tempted to touch the mirror when they were young? At least I was. Adjust, adjust, when I can see the back windscreen, I asked dad to look at me as I checked the fringe of my hair. Dad had nothing to say. The seat was okay, but dad insisted that I move the seat front and back. I did what I was told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next into differentiating the brake and the accelerator. The wider one in the centre is the brake. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;PeiYi&lt;/span&gt; taught me this when we went to the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you can drive right. It's just me, oh ya and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;HuiYi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;JolWee&lt;/span&gt;. What's the rush, right? I don't think the others need any revision on the basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But, for the sake of refreshing my memory. So, I moved the gear up and down a few times to get familiar with the safety measures cars now have. Moving into Neutral gear and Reverse gear, dad asked me to step hard on the brake.  I previously thought the car will only move if I step on the accelerator. Now, I know why an accelerator is called an accelerator and not a Go or something non scientific. Removing pressure from the brake can actually cause the car to go forth and backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Whoooooooooaw&lt;/span&gt;' as I did it, exactly a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Jakun&lt;/span&gt;. The car jerked as I pressed on the pedal. '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Woops&lt;/span&gt;, that was hard', I said.   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'That is why I want you to practise'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved the car forth and reversed a few times between the gate and dad's car. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'I'm holding the handbrake, don't worry.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad is worried for me, he said he didn't see me studying at all. I answered right away, you don't see me studying because I don't study, I'm worried but I'm not doing anything about it. I think I got him more worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed at how long I can talk on the phone now. Joanne and I chatted till 3am on Friday, more like Saturday. We just went on and on yakking. Our conversation will be kept just between us. She seems to be enjoying her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;collegey&lt;/span&gt; life. She said she felt more belonged in college than in secondary school when I complain bout the campus life which doesn't feel as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;collegey&lt;/span&gt; or that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;collegey&lt;/span&gt;. Ya, I'm glad for her. And at the same time, feeling bad for how she felt during secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCB_vsJ7c9I/AAAAAAAABAI/AuxuftnueMM/s1600-h/01052008958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCB_vsJ7c9I/AAAAAAAABAI/AuxuftnueMM/s400/01052008958.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197294427268936658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did feel like a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-2689192323591120029?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/2689192323591120029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=2689192323591120029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2689192323591120029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2689192323591120029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/05/jessica-moved-car.html' title='Jessica moved a car!'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCB_vsJ7c9I/AAAAAAAABAI/AuxuftnueMM/s72-c/01052008958.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-7686956926848259617</id><published>2008-05-02T22:12:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T17:58:19.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crafts might drive her kuku</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was having a day off yesterday if my occupation is a student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of studying, like I did study at all these few days, I helped my youngest sister with her Art homework while she entertained herself in front of the computer. How useful I am. Erk heemmmm. I just couldn't withstand not dipping the brush into some paint. Poooofffff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB5posJ7cpI/AAAAAAAAA9c/1DfziFM17bU/s1600-h/DSC00028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB5posJ7cpI/AAAAAAAAA9c/1DfziFM17bU/s400/DSC00028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196707167800619666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A flowie. A joint product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;TingXin came over in the evening because I couldn't finalize on the most appropriate fonts to use. My ever-proud-of-font-collection gives me headache always. TingXin was a great help in deciding the fonts, just saying Yes to what I showed her, and a No when I wanted to show her another font which I think will be appropriate too. It was so swift, we got on immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB5ppcJ7csI/AAAAAAAAA90/RG3JqxdeOes/s1600-h/01052008963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB5ppcJ7csI/AAAAAAAAA90/RG3JqxdeOes/s400/01052008963.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196707180685521602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB5ppsJ7ctI/AAAAAAAAA98/As5bz_wqFLw/s1600-h/01052008972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB5ppsJ7ctI/AAAAAAAAA98/As5bz_wqFLw/s400/01052008972.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196707184980488914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For an eighteen-year-old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB5ppMJ7cqI/AAAAAAAAA9k/nXvo8Py_wZs/s1600-h/01052008974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB5ppMJ7cqI/AAAAAAAAA9k/nXvo8Py_wZs/s400/01052008974.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196707176390554274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB5ppcJ7crI/AAAAAAAAA9s/dU0bCLZ63QI/s1600-h/01052008964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB5ppcJ7crI/AAAAAAAAA9s/dU0bCLZ63QI/s400/01052008964.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196707180685521586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For a nineteen-year-old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I followed mum to office with the intention to study. You bet I did. I slept too late to stay awake. During lunch time, my mom brought me and another two staffs, twins, to Rengit Cafe, it's opposite Old Town in ... where the chairs captured my attention, I was examining the structure, looking at it with sarcasm before I laid my bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB--ZMJ7c4I/AAAAAAAAA_U/Flh-LC7LxD0/s1600-h/Photo_0000+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB--ZMJ7c4I/AAAAAAAAA_U/Flh-LC7LxD0/s400/Photo_0000+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197081834977719170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB5oG8J7coI/AAAAAAAAA9U/RxT6uL4UtnM/s1600-h/Photo_0001+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB5oG8J7coI/AAAAAAAAA9U/RxT6uL4UtnM/s400/Photo_0001+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196705488468406914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spot hidden Mickeys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's weird and weirdly quite comfortable to lean back and to rest my arms. I felt superior and was enjoying it while the others looked up the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to mum's office, my mum told the twins about the below. Duh, I didn't read the news. I quickly went into the StarOnline. No hassle looking for it, no flipping of pages to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB5jtcJ7cmI/AAAAAAAAA9E/Ufw2UKB0HrE/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB5jtcJ7cmI/AAAAAAAAA9E/Ufw2UKB0HrE/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196700652335231586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tragic, if this wasn't planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The twins, mum's staff, Azi and another who is known as Dik, when they take char kuey tiow, one will have the mee only, one will have kuey tiow only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-7686956926848259617?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/7686956926848259617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=7686956926848259617' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7686956926848259617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7686956926848259617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/05/crafts-might-drive-her-kuku.html' title='crafts might drive her kuku'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB5posJ7cpI/AAAAAAAAA9c/1DfziFM17bU/s72-c/DSC00028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-5133067680130165451</id><published>2008-04-30T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T18:00:50.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chikungunya infected!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB5jD8J7clI/AAAAAAAAA88/Nj9-4gschSg/s1600-h/fever_3004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB5jD8J7clI/AAAAAAAAA88/Nj9-4gschSg/s400/fever_3004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196699939370660434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;his might be it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-5133067680130165451?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/5133067680130165451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=5133067680130165451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5133067680130165451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5133067680130165451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/04/chikungunya-infected.html' title='chikungunya infected!'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB5jD8J7clI/AAAAAAAAA88/Nj9-4gschSg/s72-c/fever_3004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-5099060820950218225</id><published>2008-04-29T18:18:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T17:47:10.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flies shoo-ed me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;uess who was late for breakfast today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCAKyMJ7c5I/AAAAAAAAA_c/dlgcp6-paHY/s1600-h/02052008977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCAKyMJ7c5I/AAAAAAAAA_c/dlgcp6-paHY/s400/02052008977.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197165827358159762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is one BIG hint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even HuiYi who unwillingly changed her wakey time got up and called me at 920am to ask whether TingXin is alive. She would ask me that everytime TingXin is late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Miss Da Jie was snoring away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Told you she has the habit of switching off her phone when she sleeps. She doesn't want to kill any braincells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I actually was able to persuade them to have breakfast with me. I thought it was going to be of a lil difficulties as they are probably 4 hours lag, sleeping at 4 and waking up for lunch. TingXin agreed immediately saying she could wake up. HuiYi was asking me to go later, arguing with me that 11am is breaskfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was erk hemm.. gracious enough to give her two choices. One, today at 9+. Two, tomorrow at 8 sharp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long breakfast, they went shopping after trying to lure me to go with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I resisted and I stayed for maybe an hour plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha if I studied. I was observing people. How they eat their fries, whether they pour them out on the tray or not, and whether they tear or break the packets of salt or pepper. I was given a lesson on how to break the packet, the right way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not only in Taipan, McDonalds ran out of Sausage Mc Muffins. I guess it should be a nationwide issue. I wanted Sausage McMuffin! =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCAQQ8J7c6I/AAAAAAAAA_k/2gBe-b3RhIw/s1600-h/29042008940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCAQQ8J7c6I/AAAAAAAAA_k/2gBe-b3RhIw/s400/29042008940.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197171853197276066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 out of the one million being distributed all over Malaysia. That's 0.0003%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YongHaw asked why I went to McD to study. I proudly say, I'm trying to start a trend here in Muar, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that might only work if more secondary school students study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I miss college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-5099060820950218225?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/5099060820950218225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=5099060820950218225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5099060820950218225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5099060820950218225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/04/flies-shoo-ed-me.html' title='flies shoo-ed me.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCAKyMJ7c5I/AAAAAAAAA_c/dlgcp6-paHY/s72-c/02052008977.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-7806461986617692135</id><published>2008-04-28T23:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T18:02:44.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i finally found his *toot*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;irst of all, does  '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ak&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ak&lt;/span&gt;' sound &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;anyt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;hing l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ike&lt;/span&gt; chicken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my sister was that ill or that blur to rebut me when I asked her on the highway last night whether she heard ducks. There was a lorry filled with white ducks opposite the road which can be seen from where dad parked the car to pump petrol. Dad said they won't get to quack (though they were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ak&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;aking&lt;/span&gt; and not quack-quacking, maybe they're geese)for long as they are to be slaughtered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt was very worried about sister because she still wasn't feeling well after so many days and insisted that she go for a check up in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Damansara&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Utama&lt;/span&gt; Specialist Hospital. Blood test results from clinic which showed her low blood count of 85K (when the normal blood count should be above 150K) and rashes that started to multiply, sis had to go no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBiYzMJ7cZI/AAAAAAAAA7c/-XEOUGAGZkE/s1600-h/P4270363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBiYzMJ7cZI/AAAAAAAAA7c/-XEOUGAGZkE/s400/P4270363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195070175375487378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poor her the thing was inserted in case the blood test(hospital) shows that she has dengue, but appears to be in vain. She didn't even know that two tubes of blood was drawn before the insertion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She brought my attention to these medical gadgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBidDsJ7ccI/AAAAAAAAA70/Q-TNgHLL8wg/s1600-h/P4270366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBidDsJ7ccI/AAAAAAAAA70/Q-TNgHLL8wg/s400/P4270366.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195074856889840066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture taken out of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBidCsJ7cbI/AAAAAAAAA7s/optWxyP7FDo/s1600-h/P4270364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBidCsJ7cbI/AAAAAAAAA7s/optWxyP7FDo/s400/P4270364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195074839709970866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Samantha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We waited for an hour or so for the blood test results. The doctor assigned couldn't explain the still-low blood count. However, there was no need for her to be admitted. After consultation from the she-doctor, who has a red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;stethoscope&lt;/span&gt; and coloured contact lenses, we proceeded to the waiting area and while we were talking, a kid turned around casually and looked at us. Jessica &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Chiang&lt;/span&gt; can't bear not &lt;s&gt;bullying&lt;/s&gt;  amusing kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did not only stick her tongue out this time, she made funny faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBiYyMJ7cYI/AAAAAAAAA7U/j2WTovKkEEA/s1600-h/P4270377%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBiYyMJ7cYI/AAAAAAAAA7U/j2WTovKkEEA/s400/P4270377%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195070158195618178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid after trying to imitate her gave a killer stare to her sister who was just beside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Samantha's blood test on Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBidD8J7cdI/AAAAAAAAA78/OveWLW2JALw/s1600-h/26042008908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBidD8J7cdI/AAAAAAAAA78/OveWLW2JALw/s400/26042008908.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195074861184807378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-608fa2f67d22faf1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D608fa2f67d22faf1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331224047%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D2669B8D9006559B266779718290807352E89C9.78E974C5C42D21B4B8E7EB0A5FBD75D475E46ECC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D608fa2f67d22faf1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXVF9928_iXiui7LV65qfHwsTDR8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D608fa2f67d22faf1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331224047%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D2669B8D9006559B266779718290807352E89C9.78E974C5C42D21B4B8E7EB0A5FBD75D475E46ECC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D608fa2f67d22faf1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXVF9928_iXiui7LV65qfHwsTDR8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBidEMJ7ceI/AAAAAAAAA8E/P6rMRo7OWVk/s1600-h/26042008910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBidEMJ7ceI/AAAAAAAAA8E/P6rMRo7OWVk/s400/26042008910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195074865479774690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;suaku&lt;/span&gt;, okay. It just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; to my mind to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a mango madness back at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCB59MJ7c8I/AAAAAAAAA_0/sO1B4faGljU/s1600-h/28042008938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCB59MJ7c8I/AAAAAAAAA_0/sO1B4faGljU/s400/28042008938.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197288062127403970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mum is blaming the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;mangoes&lt;/span&gt; for extra weights she has gained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Summary of sis' health condition.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sickness: no-idea-what-sickness.&lt;br /&gt;No of clinic and hospital visits: 6 visits as of today.&lt;br /&gt;Total spent to date: RM410.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked to gather all the medical receipts. With the calculator feature in my phone, calculating the total spent is obviously not a hassle at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-7806461986617692135?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=608fa2f67d22faf1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/7806461986617692135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=7806461986617692135' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7806461986617692135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7806461986617692135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-finally-found-his-toot.html' title='i finally found his *toot*'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBiYzMJ7cZI/AAAAAAAAA7c/-XEOUGAGZkE/s72-c/P4270363.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-7437524524521660174</id><published>2008-04-26T23:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T17:48:22.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i ain't worthy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;once told JolWee that I don't know what is it to like, what more to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget love, I can't tell lust apart from likeness, or the other way round. Probably I just don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-7437524524521660174?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/7437524524521660174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=7437524524521660174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7437524524521660174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7437524524521660174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-aint-worthy.html' title='i ain&apos;t worthy'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-7951649867418764856</id><published>2008-04-24T23:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T11:38:23.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zilo.pepe.bali.jack.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEjrsJ7dMI/AAAAAAAABCA/DqvJM-U-qXM/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEjrsJ7dMI/AAAAAAAABCA/DqvJM-U-qXM/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197474678456415426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this does look very freaky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To him who says I have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lazy &lt;/span&gt;face.&lt;br /&gt;To him who says he didn't expect such results from me.&lt;br /&gt;To him who says I am short, ugly and fat.&lt;br /&gt;To him who talks loud in mamak, and everywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;To him who just has to stand when he tells stories or when he imitates someone.&lt;br /&gt;To him who loves football, futsal, 10 and Thierry Henry.&lt;br /&gt;To him who keeps his friends close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... and list goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, every other posts has to wait because of you! (so riggghhhhhttttt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is one picture from my collection of me-self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM lazy. Happy birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-7951649867418764856?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/7951649867418764856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=7951649867418764856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7951649867418764856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7951649867418764856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/04/zilopepebalijack.html' title='zilo.pepe.bali.jack.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEjrsJ7dMI/AAAAAAAABCA/DqvJM-U-qXM/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-445700094639453271</id><published>2008-04-23T22:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T17:44:12.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in times of abstinence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; did not post any drafts for a period of time because I felt guilty as I typed each word in them. It wasn't guilt, rather the I-should-be-studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mock is officially over for us. We crashed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Italiannies&lt;/span&gt; for lunch, a long one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEjWcJ7dJI/AAAAAAAABBo/pkvcpIfilqY/s1600-h/P4230337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEjWcJ7dJI/AAAAAAAABBo/pkvcpIfilqY/s400/P4230337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197474313384195218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was one, now there are two &lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOAs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; monks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEjWsJ7dKI/AAAAAAAABBw/a7aN-d-EgdU/s1600-h/P4230335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEjWsJ7dKI/AAAAAAAABBw/a7aN-d-EgdU/s400/P4230335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197474317679162530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How do we describe this characteristic of cheese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEjXMJ7dLI/AAAAAAAABB4/IoT6HfsX2f8/s1600-h/P4230331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEjXMJ7dLI/AAAAAAAABB4/IoT6HfsX2f8/s400/P4230331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197474326269097138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEjVsJ7dII/AAAAAAAABBg/9zwS-49qb6w/s1600-h/P4230345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEjVsJ7dII/AAAAAAAABBg/9zwS-49qb6w/s400/P4230345.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197474300499293314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The two birthday boys. One on 21st, another 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Today is just the best day! Pepper grinder as microphones. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Italiannies&lt;/span&gt; crew made them stand on their chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Camera battery started failing at this time, the most critical point. I was trying to on the camera to see if there was enough power for it to revive, I missed the questions posted to them boys. Pictures to be gotten from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;PeiYi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEfx8J7dEI/AAAAAAAABBA/qYVtTdB25N0/s1600-h/P4230344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEfx8J7dEI/AAAAAAAABBA/qYVtTdB25N0/s200/P4230344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197470387784086594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEfx8J7dEI/AAAAAAAABBA/qYVtTdB25N0/s1600-h/P4230344.jpg"&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEfysJ7dGI/AAAAAAAABBQ/eGcCD0CMaI8/s1600-h/P4230326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEfysJ7dGI/AAAAAAAABBQ/eGcCD0CMaI8/s200/P4230326.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197470400668988514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEfysJ7dGI/AAAAAAAABBQ/eGcCD0CMaI8/s1600-h/P4230326.jpg"&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEfycJ7dFI/AAAAAAAABBI/68Ky2q5tOlo/s1600-h/P4230349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEfycJ7dFI/AAAAAAAABBI/68Ky2q5tOlo/s200/P4230349.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197470396374021202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEfzMJ7dHI/AAAAAAAABBY/Z3zKkkcYCvk/s1600-h/P4230321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEfzMJ7dHI/AAAAAAAABBY/Z3zKkkcYCvk/s200/P4230321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197470409258923122" border="0" /&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEamsJ7c_I/AAAAAAAABAY/wQ_wC9FLmfY/s1600-h/P4230317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEamsJ7c_I/AAAAAAAABAY/wQ_wC9FLmfY/s200/P4230317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197464696952419314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEamsJ7c_I/AAAAAAAABAY/wQ_wC9FLmfY/s1600-h/P4230317.JPG"&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEanMJ7dAI/AAAAAAAABAg/VEvMBevpapg/s1600-h/P4230319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEanMJ7dAI/AAAAAAAABAg/VEvMBevpapg/s200/P4230319.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197464705542353922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEancJ7dBI/AAAAAAAABAo/CqSLizGdZec/s1600-h/P4230322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEancJ7dBI/AAAAAAAABAo/CqSLizGdZec/s200/P4230322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197464709837321234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEancJ7dBI/AAAAAAAABAo/CqSLizGdZec/s1600-h/P4230322.jpg"&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEan8J7dCI/AAAAAAAABAw/0FNlAvVurOg/s1600-h/P4230323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEan8J7dCI/AAAAAAAABAw/0FNlAvVurOg/s200/P4230323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197464718427255842" border="0" /&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEaocJ7dDI/AAAAAAAABA4/Sn-_YyGUaNM/s1600-h/P4230325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEaocJ7dDI/AAAAAAAABA4/Sn-_YyGUaNM/s200/P4230325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197464727017190450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomatoes in all dishes! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(except desserts, I'm glad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Italiannies&lt;/span&gt;, we kinda regretted opting not to go for Definitely, Maybe. That was because we didn't know that we would take such a long lunch. So we went walking around the mall. When we were in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;MAChines&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;PeiYi&lt;/span&gt; got so excited when she saw a brochure or was it a label saying, 'With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ipod&lt;/span&gt; Touch, there's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; more to touch&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose not to join the rest of the class for dinner at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Yuen&lt;/span&gt; Steamboat. Don't ask why, but it's not because I think that there's nothing so good about the buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ebi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Tamadon&lt;/span&gt; in Sushi King instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBi8gcJ7ckI/AAAAAAAAA80/563Zgu6a_T8/s1600-h/P4230354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBi8gcJ7ckI/AAAAAAAAA80/563Zgu6a_T8/s400/P4230354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195109435671540290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be a very simple dish. Japanese rice, two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;prawn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;tempuras&lt;/span&gt;, egg, spring onions and ONIONS-this is essential. It is the simplicity that I fell for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-445700094639453271?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/445700094639453271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=445700094639453271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/445700094639453271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/445700094639453271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-times-of-abstinence.html' title='in times of abstinence'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCEjWcJ7dJI/AAAAAAAABBo/pkvcpIfilqY/s72-c/P4230337.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-7598305671875530955</id><published>2008-04-22T14:13:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T18:09:15.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>assents can kill</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;feel so baka-ish.&lt;br /&gt;I think I did better in Law than F5. Wait, I am not even sure that I'll pass the aforementioned paper.&lt;br /&gt;I screwed the simplest question in F5. And I claim that I'm an Addmath student. It's two limiting factor, dear.&lt;br /&gt;I chose to forgo Neglience, another obvious question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been told to come back and nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBikLcJ7cgI/AAAAAAAAA8U/K6WmZqQ3tdU/s1600-h/P4210306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBikLcJ7cgI/AAAAAAAAA8U/K6WmZqQ3tdU/s400/P4210306.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195082686615220738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Home-cooked/prepared food, all the way from Muar for dinner last night. Yay. It might not look appealing but ahhhhhhhh.... everything, I can tear. I'm trying to mak people or anyone jealous here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to heat those up and check on sister who complained headache in the morning. For once, I felt useless being a sister who can't drive. Mum called uncle to bring her to a clinic, and ask me not to worry bout sis and study. STUDY.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBikLMJ7cfI/AAAAAAAAA8M/FE807qmVWkA/s1600-h/DSC00038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBikLMJ7cfI/AAAAAAAAA8M/FE807qmVWkA/s400/DSC00038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195082682320253426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was told that the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Milo &lt;/span&gt;from the cafeteria's vending machine tastes a lot better than the one in the student concourse. This is worth noting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've been told to nap and I'm actually going to conform.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-7598305671875530955?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/7598305671875530955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=7598305671875530955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7598305671875530955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7598305671875530955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-feel-so-baka-ish.html' title='assents can kill'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBikLcJ7cgI/AAAAAAAAA8U/K6WmZqQ3tdU/s72-c/P4210306.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-8083082639812553573</id><published>2008-04-21T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T17:49:08.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry for the time i didn't want to talk. happy birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBiqvMJ7chI/AAAAAAAAA8c/7Zgh-n1o8BM/s1600-h/P4190260%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBiqvMJ7chI/AAAAAAAAA8c/7Zgh-n1o8BM/s400/P4190260%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195089897865310738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-8083082639812553573?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/8083082639812553573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=8083082639812553573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8083082639812553573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8083082639812553573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/04/sorry-for-time-i-didnt-want-to-talk.html' title='sorry for the time i didn&apos;t want to talk. happy birthday.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBiqvMJ7chI/AAAAAAAAA8c/7Zgh-n1o8BM/s72-c/P4190260%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-3819865610486194083</id><published>2008-04-18T22:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T17:49:27.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jeeezzz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCCD48J7c-I/AAAAAAAABAQ/Jwr43kY1lqU/s1600-h/06052008986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCCD48J7c-I/AAAAAAAABAQ/Jwr43kY1lqU/s400/06052008986.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197298984229237730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reward from sitting in CLC for more than an hour waiting for PeiYi to send over some confidentials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-3819865610486194083?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/3819865610486194083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=3819865610486194083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3819865610486194083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3819865610486194083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/04/jeeezzz.html' title='jeeezzz.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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/_2jKtya41NT0/SCCD48J7c-I/AAAAAAAABAQ/Jwr43kY1lqU/s72-c/06052008986.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-9107992835388242800</id><published>2008-04-17T23:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T18:07:54.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project X, with the silent H</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;eiYi ajak-ed me for lunch at McD today. This is like the first time she impliedly tell me that she's going to college on a no-class day. All other time, I would be informed by anyone who sees her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB-y18J7cwI/AAAAAAAAA-U/4WKry7M754M/s1600-h/P4170221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB-y18J7cwI/AAAAAAAAA-U/4WKry7M754M/s400/P4170221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197069134759424770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I misinterpreted this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was asking her if anyone was so free to collect 4500 coupons just to redeem a Sausage McMuffin, before she asked me to read again. I only got it when she explained that 4500 coupons to be distributed per outlet. Now, I don't think I finish reading the whole banner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EYE PROBLEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Indeed. I promised myself to refrain from using the contact lenses for a day and go for an eye check up when I go back to Muar. I've been copying the wrong words and as a result, abused liquid paper. I do have astigmatism problem, but it very minor, I don't need any corrective solutions. I don't think it's astig anyway. But I've been unable to ascertain 3,5 and 8 lately without straining my eyes. And stand 100 metres from me, your face will be blurred instantly. No, 15 metres should be sufficient. 3,5, and 8 could be a common problem though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-9107992835388242800?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/9107992835388242800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=9107992835388242800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/9107992835388242800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/9107992835388242800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/04/project-x-with-silent-h.html' title='Project X, with the silent H'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB-y18J7cwI/AAAAAAAAA-U/4WKry7M754M/s72-c/P4170221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-279331543764595273</id><published>2008-04-16T01:26:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T17:50:35.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>badFACEday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;his week marks the end of classes. Hurray! But it has to also mean  serious studying and  exam. I rather have classes. Can I trade Study and Exam for Class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has seemed that PeiYi and I are deemed the class' photographers, the girls Han put it, just because we &lt;s&gt;kepoh-kepoh&lt;/s&gt; always have our camera with us, or at least more than anyone else in the class. Not our skills or cameras or anything. Due to much practices and trainings and drills, we didn't take long to find the spot on the whiteboard to place our camera for a group photo, self timed. We insisted to use the self-timer, 'More shock', PeiYi said. Thanks to the white board, we didn't have to tripods or stack books on a table, like when we took our first group picture in the lecture theatre. But well, PeiYi's photos will be used most of the time, rather all the time instead of mine. Mine are sort of back-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Law, so err...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB-4UcJ7cxI/AAAAAAAAA-c/2K49rrpLmLI/s1600-h/P4150162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB-4UcJ7cxI/AAAAAAAAA-c/2K49rrpLmLI/s400/P4150162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197075156303573778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You actually look very okay with the blur face. It must be the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB-4VMJ7cyI/AAAAAAAAA-k/hiv35yFjN68/s1600-h/P4150163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB-4VMJ7cyI/AAAAAAAAA-k/hiv35yFjN68/s400/P4150163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197075169188475682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let me take a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB-4V8J7c0I/AAAAAAAAA-0/vjT01qzBvTc/s1600-h/P4150178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB-4V8J7c0I/AAAAAAAAA-0/vjT01qzBvTc/s400/P4150178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197075182073377602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey, you covered his face totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB-4WMJ7c1I/AAAAAAAAA-8/imlXT7p8iLQ/s1600-h/P4150181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB-4WMJ7c1I/AAAAAAAAA-8/imlXT7p8iLQ/s400/P4150181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197075186368344914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it didn't end just there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB-4VsJ7czI/AAAAAAAAA-s/dfecfYQ1oiQ/s1600-h/P4150168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB-4VsJ7czI/AAAAAAAAA-s/dfecfYQ1oiQ/s400/P4150168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197075177778410290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like the best picture of me of the day and it's not even okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thus, we declared goodFACEday for PeiYi and badFACEday, that's of course for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB-7v8J7c3I/AAAAAAAAA_M/wcfJj7ZZOCk/s1600-h/P4150189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB-7v8J7c3I/AAAAAAAAA_M/wcfJj7ZZOCk/s400/P4150189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197078927284859762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-279331543764595273?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/279331543764595273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=279331543764595273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/279331543764595273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/279331543764595273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/04/badfaceday.html' title='badFACEday'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB-4UcJ7cxI/AAAAAAAAA-c/2K49rrpLmLI/s72-c/P4150162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-8065185765327116776</id><published>2008-04-15T01:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T17:50:58.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(un) M.I.A.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBi04MJ7ciI/AAAAAAAAA8k/9xqXkLhzqKM/s1600-h/P4140157%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBi04MJ7ciI/AAAAAAAAA8k/9xqXkLhzqKM/s400/P4140157%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195101047600411170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ow dare I miss out '&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;' before the word 'like'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Note that the main subject here is Ms. Slightly Blurred. And she had been perasan-ing since Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-8065185765327116776?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/8065185765327116776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=8065185765327116776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8065185765327116776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8065185765327116776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/04/un-mia.html' title='(un) M.I.A.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SBi04MJ7ciI/AAAAAAAAA8k/9xqXkLhzqKM/s72-c/P4140157%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-8452669623171729188</id><published>2008-04-13T23:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T17:53:24.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christopher Long was there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was present too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB8p9cJ7cuI/AAAAAAAAA-E/4U7Uv_sEJ-U/s1600-h/P4130152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB8p9cJ7cuI/AAAAAAAAA-E/4U7Uv_sEJ-U/s400/P4130152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196918630515438306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No attempt for pictures when the band was on stage as I know none will turn out good. Absolutely positive about this. I'll just wait for Coffeestops to post pictures. Positive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People started coming as early as 3 when the service was supposed to start at 5. Probably they  heard of the human flood in FGA KL yesterday. And it was so adorable seeing young kids falling in line two by two, holding hands. One was accompanied by another who is older. Some were swinging their hands back and forth.  Wee, how carefree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-8452669623171729188?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/8452669623171729188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=8452669623171729188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8452669623171729188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8452669623171729188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/04/christopher-long-was-there.html' title='Christopher Long was there.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SB8p9cJ7cuI/AAAAAAAAA-E/4U7Uv_sEJ-U/s72-c/P4130152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-753609825143211606</id><published>2008-04-10T21:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T17:52:53.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscence of playing taugehs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;iang said I can consider any guy who notices my hair. BUT, sadly he's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is part of the 'I Lub You, Charissa' story, which I can't relate now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single word I type makes me feel uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outta here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-753609825143211606?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/753609825143211606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=753609825143211606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/753609825143211606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/753609825143211606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/04/reminiscence-of-playing-taugehs.html' title='reminiscence of playing taugehs'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-7464114822886835669</id><published>2008-04-08T23:04:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T17:52:08.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why did i dream of such</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCASAsJ7c7I/AAAAAAAAA_s/1xAD4jwKWiY/s1600-h/DSC00027%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCASAsJ7c7I/AAAAAAAAA_s/1xAD4jwKWiY/s400/DSC00027%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197173773047657394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This illustrates what a guy thinks of during Tax lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;should be having a day off today.&lt;br /&gt;I should have been in Malacca with my family today.&lt;br /&gt;I should have been eating Sushi King's ramen with chopsticks, while sis gobbles her rice-based sushis down her throat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be studying. *screams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guys stop luring me into thinking about the other A? I have resisted, the structure, the people, and else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The mind is vulnerable, but the flesh is not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-7464114822886835669?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/7464114822886835669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=7464114822886835669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7464114822886835669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7464114822886835669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-did-i-dream-of-such.html' title='why did i dream of such'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/SCASAsJ7c7I/AAAAAAAAA_s/1xAD4jwKWiY/s72-c/DSC00027%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-2309038612652744026</id><published>2008-04-06T19:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T17:51:34.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i know i'm never alone =))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So close I believe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're holding me now&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Your hands I belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You never let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-2309038612652744026?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/2309038612652744026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=2309038612652744026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2309038612652744026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2309038612652744026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-know-im-never-alone.html' title='i know i&apos;m never alone =))'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-4793693276351877323</id><published>2008-04-04T22:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T01:49:46.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"if only I am 5 centrimetres taller"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;y calf cramped this morning, as early as five. Mind that I was still hibernating. A sudden movement plus the cold temperature have caused the involuntary contraction of muscles, should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was alone on my bed, David and PeiYi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to you, Han for saying "I'm at home".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so abrupt and the pain is, I would not say excruciating, but it is enough that I could not let out a single sound. I thought I really had to ffk them folks for badminton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I didn't since it wasn't severe and I could handle the little tightness of muscles. And and, I ffk-ed them the other day. Sorryyyy Siang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from body(including butt) aches from badminton,  I got cramps in another part today. I memang banyak problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gentle shoulder massage would be soothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pretty &lt;/span&gt;time playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of Daniel, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the (ugly) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of how he tortured me in Form 3, getting me to run left and right in front of the net and NOW, I can't play solo. We were some kind addicted to badminton, playing almost every week in that year. See &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lar, &lt;/span&gt;I can't play the whole court. I need somebody to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jaga&lt;/span&gt; my back. I will just let most of the shuttlecocks which fly far over me to fall on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two hours of playing, I still need more hours to get myself familiarize again. Due to the long period, of maybe 3 years of non-playing, I forgot the rules - who serves, to who, and from which side of the court, and how marks are gotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well seen when I looked at Han everytime the cock(for short) ends up on the ground in the "match" against two aunties. Ladies, they play badminton, I don't want to make them sound so aunty-ish. Why did they look upon me? Or was I the only who sat aside at the time they asked me to join them? Maybe I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perasan&lt;/span&gt;-ing too much, I saw them looking at me when I was playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agreed straight away, realizing later, hey, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;stewpit &lt;/span&gt;you will not get to hit far flying cocks! Total relief when they wanted to play 2 against 2. Chen (yup, he was there) asked Han to play with me. So, the almighty Han(Two) hit, I believe, three quarter of the shuttlecocks which flew over the net in reply. Both the ladies do not play light/short ball, by that I mean cocks which do not cross the hind court , or even two third of the court. I think I'll be the only one understanding what all I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left Han and the ladies. I think Chen join him later on for another match. I, on the other hand, played with PeiYi till we were THIS used up, we did not say a thing. Adrenalin kept spilling, and momentum kept us going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; time sweating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we decided to cool off in A&amp;amp;W, because PeiYi said "I need air cond!", and to have lunch.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Gone are all the calories burned. Rootbeers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; time chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the downpour to end, liking and going after session as how girls and guys interpret. I had one the day earlier. I repeated my words. Hear from the expert( erk hem!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Liking is the feeling. Going after is the action.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From guys' (commonly) POV, liking equals going after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From girls' (PeiYi and I), liking is not equivalent to going after.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to exclude you, Siang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually prefer to segregate these two species into two different mindsets, rather than two opposite genders. I can name guys agreeing to the girls' school of thought. Everyone has their own opinion on this. David, Han and Owen, much learnt, right? Inputs inputs inputs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R_ZVLOw231I/AAAAAAAAA60/HF_VpLhhO-g/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R_ZVLOw231I/AAAAAAAAA60/HF_VpLhhO-g/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185425672393645906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum says women are the most complicated creature. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Han&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-4793693276351877323?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/4793693276351877323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=4793693276351877323' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4793693276351877323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4793693276351877323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-only-i-am-5-centrimetres-taller.html' title='&quot;if only I am 5 centrimetres taller&quot;'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R_ZVLOw231I/AAAAAAAAA60/HF_VpLhhO-g/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-2584693669913215235</id><published>2008-04-02T23:12:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:47:53.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am UGLY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;just wish, at this point of time, there is password protect feature in Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I know Wordpress has it, and the UGLY person will soon come brag about it, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but &lt;/span&gt;I just prefer how '.blogspot.com' sounds over  '.wordpress.com'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not getting all sulked up because Miss PeiYi can't stop calling me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ugly&lt;/span&gt;, blind and deaf. You(some) have heard enough of how she ugly-fied me in &lt;a href="http://poignantmelody.wordpress.com/2008/04/01/youre-ugly/"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt; blog. All the laughters did not end yesterday. It resumed today, for I-don't-remember/know-the-reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm alone. I need a tight hug from the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. Pretend nobody sees anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to blog about our meeting today, James. But the rain has washed every jolly moods outta me. I'm sorry. How I hope I can be the Jessica you've known, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tiao ke&lt;/span&gt; one. The one who is able to kill with her answers, replies or actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; 19th Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;JA&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;, and t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o you, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;AN WAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you guys ever come across this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;/EDIT: I called PeiYi UGLY non stop too. Still, less than the amount of UGLYs I heard from the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-2584693669913215235?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/2584693669913215235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=2584693669913215235' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2584693669913215235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2584693669913215235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-ugly.html' title='i am UGLY.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-8818468112304515513</id><published>2008-04-01T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T21:53:13.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st of April</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;opularised by the existence of April Fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played no prank. Though I was reminded via SMS at 1.52 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nobody played one on me. I think. Except for one which didn't work at all, I thought I was just receiving a wrongly-sent message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day brings me back to primary school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Standard 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So it was exactly 7 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A set up by HuiYi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(if I'm not wrong).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Main actress was HuiRuan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Subject-Contact Lenses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Victim-JolWee, me and maybe Carol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Venue-6 Dahlia, under the some tables on the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Hey, help me look for my contact lense. Dropped dy."&lt;/span&gt; -HR while covering her left eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Everybody started looking under the tables and shoe soles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Due to my level of intelligence then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Since when you use contact lenses?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Few days ago. Suddenly, my mum let"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Oh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Continued bending down to search.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*the typical line*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have never said I'm good at story telling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sheesh, IT happened again in Tax class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Jessica", Ms. Rozi called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Another paper I needed more time, other than Law and F5. Ms. Rozi was distributing our test papers according to the marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me remained seated down, waiting for my surname. Only when she called my name like written on the paper, Jessica(+)Chiang, I stood and started making my way down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"There's another Jessica?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All just shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Things which happened after that, you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak payah nak tahu&lt;/span&gt;. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-8818468112304515513?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/8818468112304515513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=8818468112304515513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8818468112304515513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8818468112304515513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/04/1st-of-april.html' title='1st of April'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-1637626520861895875</id><published>2008-03-31T23:11:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T19:43:14.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i lub you, charissa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stories about the above, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 31st again. For Baskin Robbin fans, this is a date to note. BUT as for Chia Liang Chien, he is now eligible to VOTE!  Can you see how happy I am for him? *jumps around* I bet you can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is one of the reason I stay back in college after classes. He made/makes me stay. He is really REALLY capable of doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Known as THE person who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jiang hen duo dao li, &lt;/span&gt;he's actually pretty good at it and every one makes sense. I can't quote any now though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoting reminds me about sections in Law! Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm safe from Ms. Pushpa's barring, that doesn't mean I did okay, okay. Barely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nyawa-nyawa ikan. &lt;/span&gt;I'm gonna shut up with my marks, else PeiYi will shoot me down or stab me non-stop. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hopefully she will suffer from RSI after I'm punctured. Muahahahaha. RSI-Repetitive Strain Injury. I had to listen to dad explain to youngest sister. And when he starts, we'll have to beg for an ending, and most of the time, there surely a mention of World War 2, because revolution starts then. Shouldn't have used so-power a word, and the term 'ergonomics'. I just wanted to boast my T5 knowledge, so that it is not wasted. When my dad asked me what is RSI, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RSI &lt;/span&gt;is... which is caused by... therefore... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ergonomics&lt;/span&gt;... .... . Frankly, at the moment I could only remember what RSI stands for and 'ergonomics'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ergonomics. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ms. Pushpa called my name, I was rather uncertain. I only knew I did badly, I was prepared that my name will not be called and I have to go see her in her room or MR. T.E.S. Plus, she did not mention my surname. I did not stand up, I sat and looked at PeiYi, giving her the 'Me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ah&lt;/span&gt;?' look. Ms. Pushpa called out my name again. I was waiting for the surname.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of  a Chinese surname, I heard Jessica a/p Gui Mei. I was half standing already. I sat down again. Looked to my left and right, maybe the Jessica Mok is in class. She continued with a few names after mine. When Han's name was called, PeiYi and I concurrently said ' He's the last dy&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ler&lt;/span&gt;'. He knew of his mark during the break and he's the last person to be "safe".&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, he came out of the row, walking behind PeiYi and I, jumping down the stairs to Ms. Pushpa and got his paper. I think he could see my doubtfulness because I didn't go down and my name was before his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'Jessica CHIANG', he said aloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Followed by Ms. Pushpa, 'Oh, Jessica CHIANG'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my surname to be mentioned in cases like this, thank you. Before me, everyone's surname is mentioned, at least I think so/like to think so. Why so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pilih kasih&lt;/span&gt;? I wrote it in my paper too. It's not wrong having three extra syllables in your/my name. *sticks out tongue*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be out of my mind if I say my marks are fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Chien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P3310128.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 284px; height: 377px;" src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/P3310128.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is him&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, by the way&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P3310132.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 406px; height: 305px;" src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/P3310132.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THOUGHT I have more to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just end with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you for every single time you make me stay back in/go to college!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The emo guy, as shown below, tagged along for Ah Long Pte. Ltd and a pint of Baskin Robbin, postponing the mourning-over-F4 session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P3310134.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 378px; height: 283px;" src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/P3310134.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Orangiiiieeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-1637626520861895875?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/1637626520861895875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=1637626520861895875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/1637626520861895875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/1637626520861895875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-lub-you-charissa.html' title='i lub you, charissa!'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-2588393134817135455</id><published>2008-03-30T21:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T15:33:05.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>food divested</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;D&lt;/span&gt;o you know what's good about having a sister to stay with you in Sunway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the having-a-companion-to-eat-with.&lt;br /&gt;It's the mourning over nothing-to-eat-lar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-2588393134817135455?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/2588393134817135455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=2588393134817135455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2588393134817135455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2588393134817135455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/03/d-o-you-know-whats-good-about-having.html' title='food divested'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-6689762536328028377</id><published>2008-03-29T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T10:17:07.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when girls get together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R_NKXOw23QI/AAAAAAAAA18/FwS0Z99cNqM/s1600-h/DSCN4888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R_Qzeuw23vI/AAAAAAAAA6E/mvgYbF0PNCs/s400/DSCN8027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184825674052329202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R_Qze-w23wI/AAAAAAAAA6M/5IJ4OUIs9gk/s1600-h/DSCN8028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R_Qze-w23wI/AAAAAAAAA6M/5IJ4OUIs9gk/s400/DSCN8028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184825678347296514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R_QzfOw23xI/AAAAAAAAA6U/NHlPYXABSaA/s1600-h/DSCN8029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R_QzfOw23xI/AAAAAAAAA6U/NHlPYXABSaA/s400/DSCN8029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184825682642263826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R_QzfOw23yI/AAAAAAAAA6c/cAQoUzWBr78/s1600-h/DSCN8033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R_Qzfew23zI/AAAAAAAAA6k/HwH6elQ3oQI/s400/DSCN8147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184825686937231154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the picture for the previous when-girls-get-together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://copykatie.blogspot.com/2008/03/little-miss-fabulouses.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R-f0Hew23GI/AAAAAAAAA0s/pyu_LRZukyc/s200/P2210065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181378305667292258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-6689762536328028377?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/6689762536328028377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=6689762536328028377' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/6689762536328028377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/6689762536328028377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-girls-get-together.html' title='when girls get together'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R_NKXOw23QI/AAAAAAAAA18/FwS0Z99cNqM/s72-c/DSCN4888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-8985514817564496911</id><published>2008-03-28T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T10:15:02.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the doubling of the size of ITs cage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;efore I could officiate the missing of my pretty ugly Adicolor, it walked back. I'm putting it the way my sis informed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The night before I return home, sis was looking for her flip flops and thus, asked me about my shoes because they were placed together in a plastic bag when we shifted from the other block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do about it in the middle of the night? I did walk around the unit to search for it as told by sis. Before I go to class in the next morning, I screened the unit. How BIG the unit, it is nowhere in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think reporting a missing shoes will be like duhhhh? 'Sir, I have a case of a missing pair of shoes here'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How it walked away and walked back is irrelevant, since they(both sides) are back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adicolor and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; Adicolor.&lt;br /&gt;The latter is just so adorable. Imagine a family of three wearing shoes of the same pattern, do not have to be of the same design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is kind of dumb how I spotted this shoes or how this shoes lured me to be its owner. Try finding the ugliest shoes in the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm doing fine at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;. Sleeping, hogging the TV and utilising the wireless connection which is not as snail as condo's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R_Q2Yew230I/AAAAAAAAA6s/s4BAOeeV7wQ/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 155px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R_Q2Yew230I/AAAAAAAAA6s/s4BAOeeV7wQ/s200/Image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184828865213030210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just testing my sister's phone camera. Her NEW phone. At this rate she's switching her phone, I'm losing out. My fourth sis, also the youngest sister. I'm at par with her now, I can't believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad lighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention what happened to her previous phone which didn't get to survive for more than three months, more or less? I better not, it's heart breaking. And my mum pampers her, asking our(elder sisters) consent about getting her a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, Nokia Music Express. 3.2 megapixel, my Sony Ericsson Walkman with 2.0 can easily beat hers, if it is still in good condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to blog about her previous &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shake shake&lt;/span&gt; Sony Ericsson phone, how I was starting to like it and all. I am a loyal candy-bar phone devotee , I thought. I must be open to new ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't chase after every new technology, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I went to church for Youth Fellowship, after quite some time and I found myself not knowing maybe one third of the people. I used to know every single person's name. Probably just the poor attendance of youths today, the ratio is so huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paternal uncle and aunt are here for Ching Ming. None from maternal side. It is the quietest Ching Ming. Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-8985514817564496911?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/8985514817564496911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=8985514817564496911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8985514817564496911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8985514817564496911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/03/doubling-of-size-of-its-cage.html' title='the doubling of the size of ITs cage'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R_Q2Yew230I/AAAAAAAAA6s/s4BAOeeV7wQ/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-6291363242894566898</id><published>2008-03-27T22:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T11:06:41.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you heard it from her.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R-ut4uw23II/AAAAAAAAA08/EO2NPuTayd4/s1600-h/%7Ekatie609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R-ut4uw23II/AAAAAAAAA08/EO2NPuTayd4/s200/%7Ekatie609.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182426986357120130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, my friend can be lovely and hot too. I'm so fond of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recipe:put two fingers on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She does not approve of this, and she would like to add that she is not a lala person and this is a once in a lifetime thing. And it is never happening again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lots of love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess's friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-6291363242894566898?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/6291363242894566898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=6291363242894566898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/6291363242894566898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/6291363242894566898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-heard-it-from-her.html' title='you heard it from her.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R-ut4uw23II/AAAAAAAAA08/EO2NPuTayd4/s72-c/%7Ekatie609.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-5020834935496948973</id><published>2008-03-26T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T11:05:41.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when jealousy takes over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R-xeaOw23JI/AAAAAAAAA1E/9MOcFJHy4dg/s1600-h/P3260139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R-xeaOw23JI/AAAAAAAAA1E/9MOcFJHy4dg/s200/P3260139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182621075929226386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's Charlie Brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...eyes turn green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-5020834935496948973?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/5020834935496948973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=5020834935496948973' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5020834935496948973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5020834935496948973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-jealousy-takes-over.html' title='when jealousy takes over.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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/_2jKtya41NT0/R-xeaOw23JI/AAAAAAAAA1E/9MOcFJHy4dg/s72-c/P3260139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-8056448410316406607</id><published>2008-03-24T23:01:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T20:28:36.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in desperate need for a hairdresser</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was feeling rather wrong yesterday. In addition to that, I couldn't sign into Blogger which caused me to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R-fhKuw23FI/AAAAAAAAA0k/QUGlfFhePm0/s1600-h/1+emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R-fhKuw23FI/AAAAAAAAA0k/QUGlfFhePm0/s400/1+emo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181357470780939346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wasn't feeling emo. I just.. I don't know. And the reason I told Nicholas was.. er.. I wasn't serious, so I rather keep it between both of us. And I mentioned THAT DAY twice in a sentence. How my mind was straying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I am rather a noisy person in college, even Kok Wei asked me why I was quiet today. I wasn't very quiet, I just didn't sit with PeiYi. Isn't it good, I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a YEA I got. So I continued shutting up, listening to humming of chit chats and all I'm not involved in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Easter yesterday. I chose to go to church over going to Help University College with my parents and sisters who went to enquire about some courses and to take a look at the surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we (including uncle's family) had to go to church earlier than the usual time for a Praise and Worship class which was good and enlightening (my first and should be the last lesson I am able to attend), I didn't manage to get my plaster which I had to conceal the wound I got from Wednesday. After the sermon, I went up to the upper floor where they had pot bless to look for my cousin to retrieve my stuffs as my parents were coming to get me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise, Richard (one of the youths and also the worship leader for the day) looked down at my left foot and asked what had happened. I was wearing pumps, and therefore it was exposed. I had nowhere to hide my foot, I only asked him to stop staring. It is queer to have someone looking at your feet out of the norm, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told him I had to cross this certain place. If I had continued, I would have told him about the video and let him have a peek. It should be kinda obvious or else he wouldn't have noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the plaster is just too adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Justin Yee is HuiYi's cousin. What a coincidence! I had met him several times in my life usually during CNY when I go over to HuiYi's house and it is some sort implanted in my brain that she has a cousin by the name of Justin. It was discussion of my home address in Muar, which led him to saying that he has a teacher aunt staying nearby. Immediately I said Yee Lee Ming. I didn't get the name wrong, right?  I later showed him the current display picture in my phone, which is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R-f0Hew23GI/AAAAAAAAA0s/pyu_LRZukyc/s1600-h/P2210065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R-f0Hew23GI/AAAAAAAAA0s/pyu_LRZukyc/s200/P2210065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181378305667292258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, my sister and I were sent back to condo before my parents and elder sis headed for IMU in Bukit Jalil. The agenda was shifting back to the tiny room in the fifth floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I napped before the commencement of the agenda, for two hours. Pre-commencement preparation. I don't care if it's too long to be considered a nap. Probably I was just having a low-battery situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Samantha who suggested that we can think about staying there for good, and yup, it's also her idea to shift back. I was lingering, and was waiting for the management to call either one of us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the four power points, two pendaflour lights, wider space areas, lousy Maxis network and slow lifts. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kap zai&lt;/span&gt;-ing, if you think I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not done with the place yet. I told my sister that I am not returning the keys too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took at least two hours to shift everything and to clean our original room excluding unpacking, ending up walking like two apes. And the sniffing and sneezing session which sis suffered more than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We broke two plates on the way. Smiles. They were plates from Darlie which have a cute cow stamped on each. Sis was starting to nag about how nice the plates were and how easily they broke before I told her that they're made of glass and there are four more from last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-8056448410316406607?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/8056448410316406607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=8056448410316406607' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8056448410316406607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8056448410316406607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-desperate-need-for-hairdresser.html' title='in desperate need for a hairdresser'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R-fhKuw23FI/AAAAAAAAA0k/QUGlfFhePm0/s72-c/1+emo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-7459056164416448489</id><published>2008-03-21T23:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T11:04:48.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i missed the perfect murdered.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e were so engrossed in talking, we left for the loo without the Filet o Fish I bought for sis. TingXin and I went back to Mc Donalds, acted &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;selamba &lt;/span&gt;though the guy was giggling away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked away with a wide smile(like the smile on the Happy Meal) after taking the pack of food, bursting in laughter after a few steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Loo's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation's tomorrow. And I'm so not excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bump into the Shin Wye and Phoebe's place earlier where Chris and Tzzy Jia brought their shirt over for ironing, to get my robe, and later for some opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have in mind is no matter how early I get up, I'll still be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-7459056164416448489?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/7459056164416448489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=7459056164416448489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7459056164416448489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7459056164416448489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-missed-perfect-murdered.html' title='i missed the perfect murdered.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-6749578363538143806</id><published>2008-03-20T10:58:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T00:45:03.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first visit to a cybercafe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ften do people make wrong decision, not knowing what to expect later on. It was 'Ish, I should have followed him in his car'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to one mistake, it led to two occurrences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han wanted to go to 3K to check on the badminton court fees. Somehow he was powered up to smash some shuttlecocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he couldn't drive in, he parked outside. And because them guys were lazy to take the longer safer path, I had to jump across a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;longkang&lt;/span&gt; with my pumps. I thought I escaped from the possibility of falling, I did, that's before I see another obstacle. As I was to cross over,  I didn't take a step big enough. No, I did not fall in embarrassment. But I ended up being an owner a long scratch on my foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys obviously didn't show any care towards the bleeding cut. Guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cool with it. I just wanted to clean the wound and stop the bleeding. I got an experience  with infection,  I definitely do not want a nurse to clean my wound with a tweezer dipping cottons into antiseptics, dabbing it against my skin, or flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cut didn't look deep, it looked just like a lengthy scratch. BUT it looks pretty nasty now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's was first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View the video below for the second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-543208cf4e6d1918" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D543208cf4e6d1918%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331224047%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C837511FFE10FE4E4360EBAFB29205DCD5A6543.3B07FD1AB127A9434F5BAD6B167B193ECEE28B4F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D543208cf4e6d1918%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUNcqWjezzfSB4o2tpTUypbUw_JU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D543208cf4e6d1918%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331224047%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C837511FFE10FE4E4360EBAFB29205DCD5A6543.3B07FD1AB127A9434F5BAD6B167B193ECEE28B4F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D543208cf4e6d1918%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUNcqWjezzfSB4o2tpTUypbUw_JU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry it's upside left. Credits to Kim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you may turn off your speaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kim suggested to Han to park at an open place to avoid the jam to Pyramid at the peak hour. So they were discussing about the&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; great wall&lt;/span&gt;, saying they will have no problem going over it and discussing how to bring me over. I was actually thinking why didn't just walk through a gap. At the point of time, I thought there will be an opening. Only when we reached the place, I looked at the wall finding no hole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You mean I have to climb/ jump over?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they said something which meant, 'If not why did we talk about the wall earlier?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sort of was left with no alternatives! They didn't give me any options. It was quite far to walk around the wall. I was seriously doubting to go across. It was quite high for me. I'm short, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sap sap water&lt;/span&gt; for Han and Kim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to get some plasters from Watsons and we had Mc Donalds before 10000BC. Practically the movie is about Egypt? There were dinosaurs and sailboats. And the pyramid. How clashing. The chronology was totally out. And the Saber Tooth Tiger, of the same age as the dinosaurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chien said it was the best movie he watched this year. Out of a total of 3 he seen in the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has nice sparkling blue eyes. Being the main actress, she stands out from the rest because she has less dirt on her face? I'm not good at this. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a post-test hangout anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Tuesday, Chien expressed his cravings for Bak Kut Teh, again, after I told him about Han's favourite BKT in SS14. I screwed his plan, again I would say. Like a few days ago, when he wanted to have steamboat in Yuen, we had Sushi King. I didn't do them solo. Marcus was in line with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We returned to the library after dinner. The thought of going back to my room kept running in my mind, I was wondering why. Till the clock which I could see from my place struck 9, I got up and told them I have to bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a notice of water disruption at the ground floor of the condo, which said it will start at 9! I quickly made my way back, checked whether there was still water running, and entered the bathroom. Another housemate was bathing in the bathroom beside, I was praying that there would be sufficient water supply for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soapless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then returned to college, as I left my books and stuffs there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go into details. But after library, foyer, then McDonalds, A&amp;amp;W and Medan. I went back pretty late, no one has to know what time. And I woke up for F5 class which starts at 8. Kean Way was THIS sure I wouldn't be able to get up. I got to prove him wrong. Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister doesn't have the slightest idea what time I went back. She would have believed if I had say I did not return because she was asleep when I went to bed and was still sleeping when I got up. She isn't a light sleeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta run. I'm going on a shopping date with TingXin. Or rather a date in a shopping mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-6749578363538143806?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=543208cf4e6d1918&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/6749578363538143806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=6749578363538143806' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/6749578363538143806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/6749578363538143806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-first-visit-to-cybercafe.html' title='my first visit to a cybercafe.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-7307345464937822688</id><published>2008-03-18T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T11:03:30.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C for cough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R-tpnOw23HI/AAAAAAAAA00/rCN4bDHu2g4/s1600-h/P3180581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R-tpnOw23HI/AAAAAAAAA00/rCN4bDHu2g4/s320/P3180581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182351918918720626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was a lil late to arrive at MPH today because I couldn't find the above. When it was time to go to college, I looked frantically up and down for it after taking other pills. I didn't want to kacau PeiYi(the victim yesterday) or any other. It's irritating having someone *cough*coughing*cough cough* in the exam hall especially a person behind you. That's what I feel in the position of a cough-er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't suffer from a 'wantan wrapping session' too much. That's how we call it in college, or at least Group 1. Flu medicine really helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a goner for Law paper. I'm not going to blame the coughing and sniffing, or the oh-too-freezing exam place. Contrary from yesterday's temperature, it was pretty warm in MPH. I don't know whether it's the orange light I was sitting under or just my body, probably both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the library after meeting my sister for lunch.  Just to stay away from the bed. Doubt I'll get to read much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Continuation from the library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What chases students from the multimedia place in library at one go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a sound of thunder, all the computers shut down without any warning. All you can hear is sighing from those who didn't get to save their work. I haven't even get to sign in Blogger. No loss from my side. I went back to my seat and took a short nap instead. Perhaps there is a lil longer time before the test, my mind tend to slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-7307345464937822688?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/7307345464937822688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=7307345464937822688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7307345464937822688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7307345464937822688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/03/c-for-cough.html' title='C for cough'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R-tpnOw23HI/AAAAAAAAA00/rCN4bDHu2g4/s72-c/P3180581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-4693472115006667806</id><published>2008-03-12T23:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T10:29:57.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheesh, he missed by one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I started my day with a mild sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tax class, where I suffered from headache, Chien asked me to stay back to do some tax exercises. And it was his suggestion to have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bak kut teh&lt;/span&gt; for dinner at SS14 with two others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing where or which exactly is the place which serves good &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bak kut teh&lt;/span&gt; as said Shih Wei a.k.a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dik&lt;/span&gt;, Yu Kee Bak Kut Teh was picked because of the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Guess who I see?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hannah Yeoh&lt;/span&gt;. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked behind because of the flash so bright. A cameraman was taking a picture of her shaking the hand of a man who was sitting at the table behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went to each table, with her clan, shaking every single person's hand. A man walked forth her, introducing her as 'your' ADUN when all of us aren't from the area, and that she would make a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And you're not even interested in her'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had my camera with me, I'll snap a picture of her or with her. And show it off. To one particular person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were two youths tailing her and they were wearing THE tee which Nicholas and Sam didn't get to own. An Indian and a Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed she looked better than in the banners around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of her. The bak kut teh was fine. I don't know how a good&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bak kut teh&lt;/span&gt; tastes like, I'm contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to college, Chien said he was energized to study and intended to stay back to study a little. I couldn't differentiate whether I was really feeling unwell or is it just the coming test, therefore I chose to stay with him to attend to some unattempted questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till one point I asked him whether he was feeling cold. He said he was feeling rather warm. And it was THAT kind of  chilliness that I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought it was time for me to head back to condo, I  and to get some Actifast at the convenience store before it closes at 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shivering as I walked back to condo. Putting both my hands into my front pockets didn't help a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I managed to catch a scene while entering in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, are you coming?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to stay a virgin!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latter was delivered out of the mouth of a guy, Arab, I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to sleep without the air conditioner on, hiding underneath my comforter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I'm at home, I will get to sleep in my parents' room. That was back in the old house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I didn't fall sick within the 3 months in the new house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My mum would check my temperature from time to time, trying to bring down my temperature by dabbing damp cloth on my body. Though most of the time I was unconscious, I know what she does.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (If I was conscious, I am able to do it myself). &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is even the case when I'm in Form 5. XD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is the time I have to drink 100Plus. Definitely not my favourite on a sunny day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended my day with fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might have been a wise decision to not skip 3days of classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder and younger sis both got their STPM and SPM results. They were not too impressive. Pretty okay though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convent(alma mater) got only two straight A1s achievers. It's kinda disappointing as it has dropped from six   and this batch of students are quite brilliant and they did well in their PMR. It's a whole different tale, I have to say. And worst of all, High School(competitor school) beat Convent in the number of straight A1s. I haven't got the whole statistics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot and steamy, 21A1 1A2. I just got the news from PeiYi. If it's not for her, I might not know till maybe a week later. PeiYi, I believe he has got something. Probably he studies twice as long as Amalina or runs twice as far as the Chinese girl who was top before Amalina. Or, he's simply a genius with gifted flair in studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/4871146041553166481-4693472115006667806?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/4693472115006667806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=4693472115006667806' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4693472115006667806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4693472115006667806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/03/sheesh-he-missed-by-one.html' title='Sheesh, he missed by one.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-1293817950982222013</id><published>2008-03-02T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T01:22:38.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random. to be deleted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R8mQ0b05Z6I/AAAAAAAAA0U/zWPNDeC46WM/s1600-h/Pic021+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R8mQ0b05Z6I/AAAAAAAAA0U/zWPNDeC46WM/s400/Pic021+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172824877508945826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-1293817950982222013?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/1293817950982222013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=1293817950982222013' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/1293817950982222013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/1293817950982222013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/03/random-to-be-deleted.html' title='random. to be deleted.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R8mQ0b05Z6I/AAAAAAAAA0U/zWPNDeC46WM/s72-c/Pic021+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-4270997924217361544</id><published>2008-02-28T22:53:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:04:08.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loneliness is one enjoyment to lose being with someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because it was quite dark  yesterday when we started moving, and sis was starving, we or rather I figured out that we take those things which we might need and need for the night before and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having to carry more things over, I felt sore on my biceps.  Only then, I found out why I was embedded on my bed this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon returning to the previous unit, I felt that I'm such an igniter.  At such a time,  housemates from the opposite room and another room went back to the unit after me to grab stuffs we didn't manage to take along yesterday. It was one after another. My mind did not go wandering when I heard the unit door being unlocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craving for udon since JolWee mentioned Ajisen Ramen, I decided to crash Sushi King for dinner after two pieces of bread for lunch cum breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked a crew about my sister's order after her friend finished her meal. A Japanese was there when it happened. He should be some head of the manager. Upon listening, he said sorry and bowed the Japanese way. I was amazed at his humility. He's definitely more elderly than I am. He was also trying to be nice earlier, asking how's my meal and telling us that the ingredients are imported from Japan despite the language barrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sister's idea - BSB Concert F.O.C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R8mK4b05Z3I/AAAAAAAAAz8/JNlJb86X6ME/s1600-h/P2270134%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R8mK4b05Z3I/AAAAAAAAAz8/JNlJb86X6ME/s400/P2270134%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172818349158655858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clear sky(sunshine) after the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R8p_Nb05Z7I/AAAAAAAAA0c/IXfcOaQckGo/s1600-h/P2270174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R8p_Nb05Z7I/AAAAAAAAA0c/IXfcOaQckGo/s400/P2270174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173086990773086130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Window view from the 25th floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R8mLtb05Z5I/AAAAAAAAA0M/ChARbuy6sZ0/s1600-h/P2270193%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R8mLtb05Z5I/AAAAAAAAA0M/ChARbuy6sZ0/s400/P2270193%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172819259691722642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like those blue lights. I could see Petronas Twin Tower from the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P2270140.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 391px; height: 590px;" src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/P2270140.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random whiteman who walked up to the 25th floor with his DSLR, supposedly to find the best view to snap some pictures of BSB Concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R8mBE705ZyI/AAAAAAAAAzY/lz6A-AMJjYI/s1600-h/P2270181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R8mBE705ZyI/AAAAAAAAAzY/lz6A-AMJjYI/s400/P2270181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172807568790742818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sister's classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R8mBF705ZzI/AAAAAAAAAzg/DLSUfI3Awe8/s1600-h/P2270191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R8mBF705ZzI/AAAAAAAAAzg/DLSUfI3Awe8/s400/P2270191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172807585970612018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sister with a bino of a unknown Indonesian Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was more lured to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pleasant view&lt;/span&gt; at night. Sadly, pictures of it are bad, worse than those above. I am not going to ruin the pleasantness. Next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;what Jessica yearns for&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will it it not get on your nerves when someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;tells you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that she takes advantages on you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and your family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; because of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;your parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;' profession?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:60%;" &gt;Most of the time, I'll just shut up and allows it to happen. I'll expect it to come every week I'm here. 'It's coming! It's coming!', often I thought. 'Have, whatever.' Even my mum noticed it when I was in Muar. And one BIG con of studying in Sunway, I knew, was I'll be overshadowed, over again. But our relation, it is just not possible to shut her out of my life and my family's. Being away is good. At least the feeling wouldn't mountain up, boils and explodes like a volcano. It'll fade and turn mild. And the cycle goes on. And on. This time, she went overboard for telling THE reason to my sister. Thanks to her, I  bond up with my sister more? That is because we grumble and feel so used together, now that she's here. I tell her things I would never tell anyone. Always I ask Him to take away the intensity of it from me. I loathe seeing her when the mount reaches its  top, I have to put on a fake smile. When I don't want to turn against myself, I don't even want to talk to her. I dislike the way I feel. I have to just keep it low! And that is not all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-4270997924217361544?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/4270997924217361544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=4270997924217361544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4270997924217361544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4270997924217361544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/02/because-it-was-quite-dark-when-we.html' title='loneliness is one enjoyment to lose being with someone'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R8mK4b05Z3I/AAAAAAAAAz8/JNlJb86X6ME/s72-c/P2270134%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-2618943573168500487</id><published>2008-02-27T20:54:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T01:47:45.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peiyi is rich. was, yesterday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can hear music blaring. Backstreet Boys is in Sunway Lagoon, having their concert. Good thing it isn't too disturbing because I am exhausted from the shifting and mopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shifting was made tougher when I remembered that I only got a mini luggage bag, which I brought to Genting, in my room. Parents took back the bigger ones home because they take up space and store dust. It's not that mini, just my smallest one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first learnt that me and sis, and also the rest of the same unit and the unit above, have to move to the 25th floor, or more exact 26th floor, the thing which reached our minds was oh-so-long-to-wait-for-the lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only for the most two weeks, we comforted ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when we got up to the floor, we were kinda &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sesat &lt;/span&gt;because the two top floors are penthouses. Throwing our views far, the scenery was just pleasant. We could see Monash clearly, and the jam along the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon entering the unit, we just looked in dumbly. It is so spacious. There were ample of space everywhere. The room itself is also bigger, which sums up to the smallest room in the penthouse is even bigger than the room we were previously allocated to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, sis suggested that we shift in permanently. Of course we have to go through the management first, applying and getting approval if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Only one major problem. No, there's two. Firstly, staying on the highest floor in a mix floor can be a torture waiting for lift. Probably guys are more outgoing, they are always on the run. To stay out of their room. The lifts are, almost all the time, packed and they stop at many floors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, bad reception or network for Maxis. Maybe for Digi too. Like last year, I have to make sure that messages are sent out, checking Drafts a while after I press send. Though I had the problem whole of my tenancy in the 21st floor last year, I am no longer used to it. At least, I don't have to place my phone at certain&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; fengshui &lt;/span&gt;location on my bed to receive messages or calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met several people we know during the evacuation. Jack was one of them. He is also one of them who asked why am I moving stuffs. Leakage. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kap zai&lt;/span&gt;-ing isn't my intention at first. Jack, the China guy in the same group, remember? He asked whether I'm going for BSB concert. He then told me that his housemate, who happens to be my cousin's housemate - placing Jack, my cousin and the other guy in the same unit, is going and so is he. Small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;presenting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R8beXYNuShI/AAAAAAAAAzI/jQBuQjloHUw/s1600-h/P2240118%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R8beXYNuShI/AAAAAAAAAzI/jQBuQjloHUw/s400/P2240118%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172065715299961362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the PET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R8bwj4NuSiI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/4Lk3X0GdoaI/s1600-h/P2240125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R8bwj4NuSiI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/4Lk3X0GdoaI/s400/P2240125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172085721257626146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joelle and PeiYi, I think I've answered your question bout having a pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max, before the its fur-stripping session, which &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak jadi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-2618943573168500487?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/2618943573168500487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=2618943573168500487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2618943573168500487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2618943573168500487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/02/peiyi-is-rich-was-yesterday.html' title='peiyi is rich. was, yesterday.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R8beXYNuShI/AAAAAAAAAzI/jQBuQjloHUw/s72-c/P2240118%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-241425886933252957</id><published>2008-02-25T21:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T22:27:59.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicholas thought i have potential to be a bisexual.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Objective: How to 'kao lui'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEP1: Plasctic surgery, facial and body building&lt;br /&gt;MEP2: Get a black BETTLE or a Lamborghini&lt;br /&gt;MEP3: Research&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                    ................&lt;/span&gt;IP 1: Buy courting for Dummies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                                   .................................................&lt;/span&gt;IP2: Watch Hitch&lt;br /&gt;                                                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;...................................................&lt;/span&gt;IP3:WIKIPEDIA it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;copyright of Tian Pei Yi and Jessica Chiang 2008&lt;br /&gt;1.47PM&lt;br /&gt;25 Feb 08&lt;br /&gt;LT2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presentation to be improved on SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brainstorming was &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;fr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;f&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;u&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;ll.&lt;br /&gt;F5 is not a class to sleep in because Ms. Voon Sia is simply adorable. She brings a smile to my face everytime she enters the lecture theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-241425886933252957?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/241425886933252957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=241425886933252957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/241425886933252957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/241425886933252957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/02/nicholas-thought-i-have-potential-to-be.html' title='nicholas thought i have potential to be a bisexual.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-7038805850243043918</id><published>2008-02-23T22:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T14:02:58.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...kill a granny on the road</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;fter her daily visit to the Pos Laju, TingXin called me up to check where was I. I was thinking about her earlier in the afternoon, since HuiYi flew to Australia and what short notice she gave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She almost killed a granny not, auntie I would say who was riding her bike,when she was trying to go across in a crossroad. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yay, I get it this time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I could only scream/shout when I saw the motorbike coming close and TingXin wasn't showing any signs of braking. Both the driver and biker were&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; selamba&lt;/span&gt;ing on their own courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I literally closed my eyes when the motorbike was THIS close, and TingXin being THIS close banging into her or her banging into the car. My side. I peeked, after TingXin braked hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A loud sigh of relief. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fuhhh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fuhhhh.... &lt;/span&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*wipes sweat on forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I could feel the biker's legs trembling away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A point added to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Drive Not&lt;/span&gt; list. Or ten. Blame TingXin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay, I will not. It's nice of her driving me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, it was a manual car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When I told mum that TingXin is picking me up, she asked, "She can drive already?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, I'm a lil lag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She was already driving from house to house during Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then when I asked dad to fetch me out to get some stuffs and some stuffs done, he said with sarcasm, "Ask you to learn, don't want lar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't you think when you're driving a Kancil, your butt or the whole body&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I was refering to the car) &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;should be inner than big-buttocked cars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If the title sounds familiar, I plucked it from the Drive or Drive Not poll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-7038805850243043918?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/7038805850243043918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=7038805850243043918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7038805850243043918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7038805850243043918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/02/kill-granny-on-road.html' title='...kill a granny on the road'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-2923150912926733887</id><published>2008-02-20T22:51:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T15:30:12.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel smart for being stupid, or rather stewpit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R77W4oNuScI/AAAAAAAAAyg/KJO0QNkh-sw/s1600-h/jen4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R77W4oNuScI/AAAAAAAAAyg/KJO0QNkh-sw/s400/jen4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169805690623904194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ndeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an inside story. About how a guy who thinks that he's-all-that-macho turns Jennifer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R77W2INuSZI/AAAAAAAAAyI/bsC3nROG908/s1600-h/jen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R77W2INuSZI/AAAAAAAAAyI/bsC3nROG908/s400/jen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169805647674231186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R77W3oNuSaI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/rFkGUDkj2iM/s1600-h/jen+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R77W3oNuSaI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/rFkGUDkj2iM/s400/jen+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169805673444034978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number of Jennifers recruited doubled in no time. And I bet he was admiring himself. For being Jennifer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yaosiang.homeip.net/wordpress/?p=146"&gt;Nicholas&lt;/a&gt; was even faster any of the class bloggers and he's from the group next door. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And if you intend to inspect the first screenshot of his carefully, look at xuan's personal message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there were so many Jennifers, we had to use colors to differentiate a Jennifer from another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As at 10:51:41 PM,&lt;br /&gt;green = kim&lt;br /&gt;purple = charissa and peiyi&lt;br /&gt;black = owen&lt;br /&gt;orange = jessica&lt;br /&gt;dark blue = siang&lt;br /&gt;red = david&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The culprit was *shhhh*. We're not supposed to bust the intelligent one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up with headache after trying for over 15 minutes to capture the first shot. All Jennifers were being very talkative. And my cursor was at the wrong place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was woken up this morning at the vibration of message received. It was Kim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.08 AM. Only then that I realised that I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;stupid &lt;/span&gt;enough to forget to set my alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;smart&lt;/span&gt; I was to skip Tax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to college for the second slot of the day, I was told that someone was late for an hour, and his reason was that he missed the train. I'm like staying 5 minutes away from college, including the time spared for lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's fault that she kidnapped my clock.&lt;br /&gt;CNY's fault, I turned off the recurring alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;It's me-self I should put the blame on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-2923150912926733887?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/2923150912926733887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=2923150912926733887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2923150912926733887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2923150912926733887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-feel-smart-for-being-stupid-or-rather.html' title='i feel smart for being stupid, or rather stewpit.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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/_2jKtya41NT0/R77W4oNuScI/AAAAAAAAAyg/KJO0QNkh-sw/s72-c/jen4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-2189918632542385726</id><published>2008-02-19T19:35:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T10:50:25.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just plain utter coolness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;didn't feel like returning to my room after dinner. But where else can I go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A car and a license might come in handy. And a hug, which means a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I decided not to take the undang test this time round going back. So that I have a valid reason to revive the Drive or Not to Drive poll. And thus, the poll is back, not by demand, just at the will of the bloggist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not serious about the reason for not taking the test, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I placed my palm on the door knob, I remember that I've not gone to the maintenance to grumble about its defectiveness. It's just so troublesome to bring my keys wherever I go, especially to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It even caused me a late night after the BBQ Party on Saturday. To rub salt to the wound (Ms. Rozi's fav quote of the day), I mistaken my room number. I wasn't even sure of my unit number when I went down to see the guard the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And certainly, for a clumsy and forgetful person like err... me, there's a second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another episode of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kan-cheong&lt;/span&gt;-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P2190004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 287px; height: 356px;" src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/P2190004.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P2190004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 288px; height: 355px;" src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/P2190005.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 102, 204); margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[c=12]N.A.V.O.J[/c=11] says: (10:00:09 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i am more nervous than u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;there was Kim who did not cease bugging her, stalking her on the phone and MSN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some other of the same species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There's an end to everything, same goes to THE anxiety. It has to stop. It has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I'm in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the routine of blog reading starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to &lt;a href="http://our.coffeestops.net/"&gt;ourCoffeestops &lt;/a&gt;and spotted the word Flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, many do take pictures of flowers during the Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; pun ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R7rNaoNuSWI/AAAAAAAAAxw/d0y0KMLyMM0/s1600-h/P2080129%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R7rNaoNuSWI/AAAAAAAAAxw/d0y0KMLyMM0/s400/P2080129%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168669379716335970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The mood of the picture kinda resembles mine.&lt;br /&gt;If we are at the same page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ich bin dumm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the black Bettle zoomed into the carpark before my eyes, a scene of silence and slow motion from Matrix replayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-2189918632542385726?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/2189918632542385726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=2189918632542385726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2189918632542385726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2189918632542385726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-plain-utter-coolness.html' title='just plain utter coolness'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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/_2jKtya41NT0/R7rNaoNuSWI/AAAAAAAAAxw/d0y0KMLyMM0/s72-c/P2080129%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-5978943938774330051</id><published>2008-02-18T16:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T10:37:48.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worse than rusty, i'm rotten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; seem to have developed this phobia of checking results online. Knowing my results should be alright, I'm saying should be, at 4:23 pm, I'm still refusing to go to ACCA website or open my email which I received at 1:19 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be the 2 undesirable answers from JPA and 1 from National Service last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Siang I should keep the suspense till night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it shall be my greatest day if I failed any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some KL-ians, I'm also refering to Selangor people, are not aware of what is a JPA scholarship. A reason I could think of during CNY since the question of 'What is JPA?' was posted to me then, is simply because they or rather their parents can afford the cost of tertiary education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, those who didn't know, the particular JPA scholarship I mean is a scholarship offered by Jabatan Perkhidmatan Awam, being applied by SPM leavers to study overseas after a certain period in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me if  it's frustrating for someone who was finally ready for the results to see *below*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R7lG8CxfxcI/AAAAAAAAAwg/qcejReCmhWk/s1600-h/jo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R7lG8CxfxcI/AAAAAAAAAwg/qcejReCmhWk/s400/jo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168240044734924226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Joelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly, there wasn't any marks or indications of passing or failing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Nicholas Wong did wasn't, I repeat wasn't, impressive at all. Not impressive. At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 12.44pm, my elder sister called. I knew she wanted to ask about my results. As Ms. Voon Sia was concentrating in teaching, I rejected the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P2180360.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 285px; height: 349px;" src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/P2180360.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P2180362.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 284px; height: 348px;" src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/P2180362.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She called me last night saying it was my mum who asked her to. Result's like today. Maybe my mum want to see whether I'm nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PeiYi was also &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kan cheong&lt;/span&gt;. She quickly checked through her phone when I told her that a classmate has received her results. But Gmail wasn't as effective as last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our loo visit, we went back into the class noticing that some was using Ms. Voon Sia's laptop. Well, to go to the website, insert their ACCA particulars and boom... for the results. PeiYi dragged me along to the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She created whole lot of anxiety for us who was anticipating her results from the back and the sides. She took her own sweet time scrolling down, paper by paper, smiling at every one she pawned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And duhhh, she cleared Audit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And same goes to so many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I had brought my laptop to college like what my sister asked me to, I might not check anyway. I did thought of bringing along, but from what I experienced last year- email came much much later and ACCA web was so busy that I could only log in at night, I dropped the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what Ms. Pushpa said, it happens every 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, approximately 6 months ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... or more accurately, 20th August 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R7leNSxfxgI/AAAAAAAAAxA/k4_zaQUDrnw/s1600-h/P8200138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R7leNSxfxgI/AAAAAAAAAxA/k4_zaQUDrnw/s400/P8200138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168265629855106562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PeiYi's phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R7leMyxfxfI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ZjTDb1D9GHs/s1600-h/P8200139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R7leMyxfxfI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ZjTDb1D9GHs/s400/P8200139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168265621265171954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PeiYi-Take 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R7leNixfxhI/AAAAAAAAAxI/EclxhhGA-hA/s1600-h/P8200140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R7leNixfxhI/AAAAAAAAAxI/EclxhhGA-hA/s400/P8200140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168265634150073874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PeiYi-Take 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R7mFMCxfxkI/AAAAAAAAAxg/OReutFtPYAM/s1600-h/P8200141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R7mFMCxfxkI/AAAAAAAAAxg/OReutFtPYAM/s400/P8200141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168308489333753410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PeiYi-Take 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was playing peek-a-boo with me. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awww.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R7mFMixfxlI/AAAAAAAAAxo/1unOEpyeRjc/s1600-h/P8200147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R7mFMixfxlI/AAAAAAAAAxo/1unOEpyeRjc/s400/P8200147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168308497923688018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Image of an ACCA student who kept refreshing her email inbox, last semester too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-5978943938774330051?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/5978943938774330051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=5978943938774330051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5978943938774330051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5978943938774330051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/02/worse-than-rusty-im-rotten.html' title='worse than rusty, i&apos;m rotten'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R7lG8CxfxcI/AAAAAAAAAwg/qcejReCmhWk/s72-c/jo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-8690856379007657832</id><published>2008-02-15T22:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T00:06:36.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's det.tor, not deb.tor. pronounce dett, not debt. drop the 'b', you accounting students. it's detər.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he meeting, or more like makan, today with ZiLi made me think that I should tune down, tone down, whatever to catch up with my own life. My own self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been too ongoing since the first day of this year. The loooonnnnnnnngggggg Chinese New Year break just wasn't long enough for me to place myself at a t-junction where I could stand on a podium and just let everything, everyone passes me by. And when I'm done with the sight seeing, I take the tarred path and walk along it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's a reason for the small 't'. I don't remember what's simpang empat called in English. Sight seeing, I mean watching from a third person's perspective. And tarred path, so that it wouldn't sound too much like 'The Road Not Taken'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Podium, not because I'm short. Just so that people or or drivers or cars could see me and not knock me out of the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm taking my own break. How many times have I said 'my own'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, I'm taking my OWN break. I'm going back HOME. This coming Wednesday. Happily that I found out today that Ms. Rozi is running a six hour session on Saturday. I'll just have to skip. Have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maybe all the T-junctions, simpang empat, cars, drivers, tarred path are coming from pre-undang-test-and-amali-syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I'll be able to nail them down this time. Pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was Valentine? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like anyone would be asking&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Even to your old age and grey hairs, I am He,&lt;br /&gt;I am He who will sustain you.&lt;br /&gt;I have made you and I will carry you,&lt;br /&gt;I will sustain you and I will rescue you."&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 46:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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/4871146041553166481-8690856379007657832?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/8690856379007657832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=8690856379007657832' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8690856379007657832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8690856379007657832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-dettors-not-debtors-pronounce-dett.html' title='it&apos;s det.tor, not deb.tor. pronounce dett, not debt. drop the &apos;b&apos;, you accounting students. it&apos;s detər.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-8044991736553218562</id><published>2008-01-31T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T17:15:51.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31st of January</title><content type='html'>Yep, it's 31st of January. A day to ponder upon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As planned before, since I have no classes on Thursdays and since I'm not back in Muar slacking on the couch like I should be, me and Kim agreed to ambush Baskin Robbin for no particular reasons. Except, to have some ice cream and to kill some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shifted today from the hostel. The whole morning while I was asleep, I was unconsciously waiting for his SMS to ask me to get out of my bed to help him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I escaped! *smiles cunningly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he didn't mean it when he asked me to help him. What a distorted sleep I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victory is back to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-8044991736553218562?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/8044991736553218562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=8044991736553218562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8044991736553218562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8044991736553218562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/01/31st-of-january.html' title='31st of January'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-3182186435353186017</id><published>2008-01-29T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T07:21:54.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've lost my dignity. i've lost the game.</title><content type='html'>And guess who would have caused it if it's not me-self?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you. The guy who loves flashing the emoticon below, at his will or out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R59EqbJ7LaI/AAAAAAAAAvg/cNYau768duA/s1600-h/%3DD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R59EqbJ7LaI/AAAAAAAAAvg/cNYau768duA/s400/%3DD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160919193624456610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I'm not angry at him nor am I upset about it. But I made him feel bad. And nervous. Yay!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; (If he really did) &lt;/span&gt;Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next, it might be the most exciting moment for the girl at the most right to see raindrops. She finally got to use her&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; umbrella&lt;/span&gt;. She even declined my offer to help her umbrella blossom. I'm obviously more experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after that, Shin Wye and Phoebe came close to us to pop open their umbrellas. They were heading back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, how can such a memorable day just passes without a snapshot of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R59KILJ7LbI/AAAAAAAAAvo/aA5HxjloLU0/s1600-h/DSC00212%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R59KILJ7LbI/AAAAAAAAAvo/aA5HxjloLU0/s400/DSC00212%231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160925202283703730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They looked like they're under the spotlights of their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(It's actually just the light penetrating through each of their umbrellas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need some time to swallow the fact that I'm defeated, under my own definition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And PeiYi, it can't be that that you said you know that I know which I didn't know until today! At least the mist since October or earlier is now cleared. Fuhhhh.. for that and that only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-3182186435353186017?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/3182186435353186017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=3182186435353186017' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3182186435353186017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3182186435353186017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-lost-my-dignity-ive-lost-game.html' title='i&apos;ve lost my dignity. i&apos;ve lost the game.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R59EqbJ7LaI/AAAAAAAAAvg/cNYau768duA/s72-c/%3DD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-3383450220072190196</id><published>2008-01-21T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T21:01:24.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fruits of the spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o you have them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be lacking, I'm confessing, I've just scolded somebody over the phone. For real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe myself even when I'm doing it. I was asking myself at the moment of time, hey why are you so mad. I couldn't find a second reason to why I should do what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not raise my voice too much, but then I realised that I was scolding him. It seems so foreign to me. Perhaps I don't do it much, or often, or ever. Even if I did it jokingly before, I don't recall that it reached this extend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, frankly, I don't remember scolding anyone on the phone like that. It's awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unconsciously, I'm hoping that a part of me would say that he deserved it. But I'm hearing nothing, except that you(me) didn't have to be harsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taken away when he said that he's the one, not THE one, but the fella who caused damage. I don't know how to make it sound any better. I started bashing him up, with words, without a pinch of violence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be a small thing to the eyes of some, but I feel for my dear friend. I don't think anything else should bother her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is weird to scold without having the something raging in you. The anger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued chatting like nothing had happened after hanging up. But it did. And I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it may sound familiar to some, &lt;/span&gt;no one should be pledged guilty(replace the word guilty with any word you think may fit)  till proven guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, that is not what I think exactly. I think we should not judge a person by the words of mouth. Even if the person might be mean(or anything) to somebody else, it should not be of my concern-as to what I perceive the person to be, until I am treated so. Till then, my problem if I think that a person is nice(or what so ever).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been wrong about some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A picture to accompany this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R6hYUbJ7LfI/AAAAAAAAAwI/jNI_pXMXbm4/s1600-h/P2040552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R6hYUbJ7LfI/AAAAAAAAAwI/jNI_pXMXbm4/s400/P2040552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163474080690286066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R6haHLJ7LgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/VCtulICb_-8/s1600-h/P2040549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R6haHLJ7LgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/VCtulICb_-8/s400/P2040549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163476052080274946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R6hUP7J7LcI/AAAAAAAAAvw/jF67JjP8Ul0/s1600-h/P2040549.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-3383450220072190196?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/3383450220072190196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=3383450220072190196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3383450220072190196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3383450220072190196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/01/fruits-of-spirit.html' title='fruits of the spirit'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R6hYUbJ7LfI/AAAAAAAAAwI/jNI_pXMXbm4/s72-c/P2040552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-2068862944014716240</id><published>2008-01-20T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T21:16:05.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm alive, still.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R5NJPdNl9xI/AAAAAAAAAvA/UYtL2Wv7B4M/s1600-h/nick1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R5NJPdNl9xI/AAAAAAAAAvA/UYtL2Wv7B4M/s400/nick1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157546528157857554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R5NJPtNl9yI/AAAAAAAAAvI/pyPQrtRE4Jk/s1600-h/nick+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R5NJPtNl9yI/AAAAAAAAAvI/pyPQrtRE4Jk/s400/nick+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157546532452824866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R5NJPtNl9zI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/fOzNFEqjFj4/s1600-h/nick+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R5NJPtNl9zI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/fOzNFEqjFj4/s400/nick+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157546532452824882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R5NJP9Nl90I/AAAAAAAAAvY/DZQe-Ik8b80/s1600-h/nick+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R5NJP9Nl90I/AAAAAAAAAvY/DZQe-Ik8b80/s400/nick+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157546536747792194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, I'm not dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-2068862944014716240?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/2068862944014716240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=2068862944014716240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2068862944014716240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2068862944014716240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-alive-still.html' title='i&apos;m alive, still.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R5NJPdNl9xI/AAAAAAAAAvA/UYtL2Wv7B4M/s72-c/nick1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-4379039319191827856</id><published>2007-12-20T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T01:35:44.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>max is a fat kutu boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since there wasn't tsunami or earthquake, I went to AOG for their Youth Christmas Celebration. The theme was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R26PotNl9uI/AAAAAAAAAuo/wao8NWtEFGE/s1600-h/DSC00136%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R26PotNl9uI/AAAAAAAAAuo/wao8NWtEFGE/s400/DSC00136%232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147209353625204450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Book mark as second door gift =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The speaker from BP was pretty interactive. Pity the boy who had to pretend as the dead young man in the funeral procession in Luke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister was confused about who is/are whose sibling(s) because besides being well known for their good looking men and women (I'm not serious. Don't be flattered!), the church was famous for the number of youths who have the initial 'J'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My initial is also J, and am &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yippie&lt;/span&gt; about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R26b9tNl9vI/AAAAAAAAAuw/09ao4rdd4X4/s1600-h/367020046l1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R26b9tNl9vI/AAAAAAAAAuw/09ao4rdd4X4/s400/367020046l1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147222908541990642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture which I found recently in Friendster which I look very weird in. AOG's Christmas Celebration 2006. Dah satu tahun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've ceased being stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to register myself in the driving school though it was raining, which was the excuse dad used so that he didn't have to fetch me there. Due to the urgency, surprisingly sis offered to bring me there. She wanted to get something too, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lady boss explained the payment structure, she asked the location of my house so that she can pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she finally know which is my house, she went like 'oh, THAT house. When I saw the colour of the house, I asked (some) painter to get THAT same color for my house but it turned out a different shade.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis and I just smiled at each other, then at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on the way back, my sis told me that someone or a painter came to our house to match the colour of the wall to colour scheme magazine he had with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even know my mum's occupation. Although Muar is a small town, we don't expect everybody to know everyone in town. In addition to that, my mum doesn't work here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She later asked who recommended to me the driving school, which is only a small place, like half of an ordinary shop lot or less situated next to a cobbler place. But it's definitely a profitable organisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told her it was TingXin. She reaffirmed with me about her dad. That is certainly not weird because I bet at least half the people in Muar knows him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The young and modern one.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The daughter is also very smart.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, I surely know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, TingXin can't say that I'm actually lazy. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-4379039319191827856?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/4379039319191827856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;LIBRA WOMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Libra woman mostly has an egg oval facial shape. She has a nice smooth skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and a good figure. She will spent so much efforts to keep her skin clean and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pretty. She can be easily allergy to cosmetic and make up, but taken care of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;her face and avoid wrinkle is her hobby. She is good at it and tend to look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;younger than her age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She can be very naughty like a little boy, but yet fully 100% woman. She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;looks nice in either Jean or night gown. She thinks woman is equal to man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes she can think faster than you, but she will not leave you far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;behind. She will try not to make you feel like you are competed or defeated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in any games she plays with you even she is winning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She is a little flirt even she has no idea what she wants. She can not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;decide what to do, and what not to do, so she can not set her schedule very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;well in all cases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She is gifted with how to dress, and how to match her dress. She likes to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dress in black and wear perfume. She likes a mild flowery scent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In any argument, she can really argue. She can argue for hours, and mostly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;win the argument. If it is not a serious argument, she could argue and once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a while give you a smile also. She will make a good politician, because she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can tell which party will win the election.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She always has a good reasons ,even she likes to contradict herself. She can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not decide what is right and wrong for her, because everything has a good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;side and a bad side. Woman in other Zodiac might not care what other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;think, but Libra woman care what other people ,or what you feel as much as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;her own feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She can adjust to her environment very well, so at work she will be at the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ladder up. She likes team work in doing things. If you ask her for help or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;advice, she will help you except if she does not like your guts. She can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;change you and make you think you change by yourself without her influence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good side of being with Libra woman are she never interfere with your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;privacy. She will not make you loose face in front of your friends. Even she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cares about how much money she has left his her bank account, she will never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forget to let you know how much she cares for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She think taken care of the house is a woman job and she can do it well. But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if you expect a Libra woman to fear you, then you are wrong. She is a strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;woman even she looks at you with that sweet innocent pairs of baby's looks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and may loose you (let you win) in a few poker games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If she is the one you are after, then go step by step. The best way is using &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;her friends introducing you to her. Do not make her feel or treat her like a &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;bubble head. You have to move forward toward her with confident and secure. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Show her that you are a kind , polite and a real gentleman. Be a slow hand &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;or else you might get smack! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;That's an article or more like a forwarded email &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TingXin&lt;/span&gt; sent to me because she said the prediction /analysis /whatever about her is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. so, let's see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Criterias&lt;/span&gt; to be met to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;the Libra woman&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;egg oval facial shape&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(i can't judge too well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nice smooth skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(had probably. i can only blame the air in KL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;good figure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;spent so much efforts to keep her skin clean and pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;easily allergy to cosmetic and make up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;avoid wrinkle is her hobby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tend to look you&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nger&lt;/span&gt; than her age&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(i looked like i was 20 when I was 14, 14 when I'm 17)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;can be very naughty like a little boy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;but yet fully 100% woman&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(naughty naughty, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;deceiveD&lt;/span&gt; all parents)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-l&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ooks&lt;/span&gt; nice in either Jean&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;night gown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;thinks woman is equal to man &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(not that naive anymore. i can't go after a girl. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not a homo, glad to say. that's just an example )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;can think faster than you&lt;/span&gt;, but she &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;will not leave you far behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;will try not to make you feel like you are competed or defeated in any games she plays with you even she is winning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;a little flirt &lt;/span&gt;even she &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;has no idea what she wants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;can not decide what to do, and what not to do, so she can not set her schedule very well in all cases&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(absolutely!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;is gifted with how to dress, and how to match her dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;likes to dress in black&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(and white)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;likes a mild flowery scent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;in any argument, she can really argue. She can argue for hours, and mostly win the argument&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(i miss carol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;if it is not a serious argument, she could argue and once a while give you a smile also&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(the fights we had)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;will make a good politician, because she can tell which party will win the election&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;always has a good reasons&lt;/span&gt; ,even &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;she likes to contradict herself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;can not decide what is right and wrong for her, because everything has a good side and a bad side&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(another so-true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;care what other people think,or what you feel as much as her own feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;can adjust to her environment very well, so at work she will be at the ladder up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;likes team work i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;n doing thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;gs&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(go solo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;if you ask her for help or advice, she will help you except if she does not like your guts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;can change you and make you think you change by yourself without her influence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;never interfere with your privacy. She will not make you loose face in front of your friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;even if she cares about how much money she has left his her bank account, she will never forget to let you know how much she cares for you&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;( i don't have much money)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;think taking care of the house is a woman job and she can do it well&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(thought of not studying after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt; and get married, but plan was terminated because she couldn't even find a boyfriend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;a strong woman&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(maybe I was)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;even she &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;looks at you with that swee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;t innocent pairs of baby's looks (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and puppy face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;may loose you (let you win) in a few poker games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Indicators-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;was/did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;is/has/absolutely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;isn't/nah/hasn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;u judge/maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;indifferent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The last paragraph is irrelevant for the criterias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I hope I didn't highlight any wrongly. I am not reading through again to check!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;See, it's not 100% right. Some can be true to many, just how high the probability. I don't know how to explain this. My brain has malfunctioned since 615.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Talking about that, why was the fly bugging me? I bathed! If I still got (if I had) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the stare&lt;/span&gt;, I would stare at it to its death. Muahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to that school (exam centre) with all my hair tied back. It's not a sign of determination. It just show that I need a hair cut. I haven't got to/didn't tie my hair all back since er... primary? Or maybe lower secondary. And flip flops. Improper right. I think so too but there was so many others who did that. So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cincai saje lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;They, by they I was refering to those who went to ESP, are back! Can I just puppy face to someone repetitively till my face cramps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The plan is... awww... I did not go anywhere with anyone after P10. Sad huh. I mean out with any friends for no purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PeiYi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;BoonHeng is back. So is HuiYi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He was in Australia. So was she.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Melbourne. Ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;College. Ya ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SAM. Ya ya ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Trinity. YEA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The difference is probably..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;BoonHeng is a guy. HuiYi is a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;BoonHeng is single. HuiYi has Prince William.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He's single right? I was just assuming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I haven't seen her since she was back in tanah air on the 8th. Or 9th. Lost count of dates. Okay, she is only back in Muar today. Hinting hinting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So I was saying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thursday:Sunway Pyramid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Friday:Times Square, Pavilion and Eye on Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Saturday:Mid Valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yup, Pavilion if I dont suffocate in Times Square. Not(never/never will be) in my top list of favourites. Dropping by because TingXin's dad will be around there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eye on Malaysia. I'm reluctant. I should be in KL on Christmas Eve, and I thought it would be a better time to visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mid Valley, yay!, at least I have the say. I only want to be there to fix something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thats for the day event. Can&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kah&lt;/span&gt;? As for the night, alcohol and pillow talk. As perfect as the moon and the stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You might think I am such an alcoholic. It started from the 6th of Oct. Alcohol reminds me that I went to Giant yesterday but not today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And oh my, camera is not with me! Hire purchase or lease agreement? Anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Charissa clarified that she isn't a shopaholic and she's not a big fan of bak kut teh. Mind that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-4481525888460975916?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/4481525888460975916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=4481525888460975916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4481525888460975916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4481525888460975916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/12/sakit-mata-dilihat.html' title='sakit mata dilihat'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-1578534866395355573</id><published>2007-12-10T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T08:37:17.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if it's obsession, what's with him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So yesterday I went to visit this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Jessica pervert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TingXin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; serial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PeiYi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; stalker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nicholas&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duh, &lt;/span&gt;and it came to my realisation that his number of friends has increased to 35 from 28!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It may seem to be nothing great until I counted again his non-Jessica friends. Blame me for the time I have (which 'should be' utilised in studying).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The number was constant. It's like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;fixed&lt;/span&gt; cost. Which makes the Jessica s a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;variable&lt;/span&gt;. Perhaps 1 Jessica per day? Or maybe it's two. If it's not variable, it must be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;semi variable&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And there are Jessica s who are smart like me (or probably have too much time to spare) who noticed the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; incredible &lt;/span&gt;occurrence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh ya, it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Incredi&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ci&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ble&lt;/span&gt;. Don't miss out the 'c' and the 'i' there. C for see, I for eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R13vPigZ6WI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/N9FfxqCGrbQ/s1600-h/jessica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R13vPigZ6WI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/N9FfxqCGrbQ/s400/jessica.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142529399766772066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Should I leave a message which may sound...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Are you a Jessica pervert serial stalker who is obsessed with Jessica s? If you want kill me for calling you a pervert serial stalker, you may go ahead killing my friends. It's solely their ideas!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"What-the-Jessica is wrong with you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice for Audit is over! I'm glad for you guys okay! See... You shouldn't have ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R130RygZ6XI/AAAAAAAAAuY/jGcbPQNqkY4/s1600-h/nm+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R130RygZ6XI/AAAAAAAAAuY/jGcbPQNqkY4/s400/nm+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142534935979616626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R130SCgZ6YI/AAAAAAAAAug/QewPIS89pSc/s1600-h/nw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R130SCgZ6YI/AAAAAAAAAug/QewPIS89pSc/s400/nw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142534940274583938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;picked a fight with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And Nicholas, if you didn't know, I chickened out from Audit. Why did you pick on me huh? I saw your other fights with the rest of the auditors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all Jessica s got the brain. To take audit in CAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dust off the laziness, it might help in salvaging her brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-1578534866395355573?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/1578534866395355573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=1578534866395355573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/1578534866395355573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/1578534866395355573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/12/if-its-obsession-whats-with-him.html' title='if it&apos;s obsession, what&apos;s with him'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R13vPigZ6WI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/N9FfxqCGrbQ/s72-c/jessica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-3414093657185286720</id><published>2007-12-08T01:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T16:01:23.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kerana perasan, maka terasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1oVrjH9UgI/AAAAAAAAAuA/TGPCxZ59Axw/s1600-h/stew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1oVrjH9UgI/AAAAAAAAAuA/TGPCxZ59Axw/s400/stew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141445762504020482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Terasa kerana perasan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'im nt stupid' daripada Helmi dicetuskan dari &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;personal message&lt;/span&gt; saya di MSN yang berupa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1oXDTH9UhI/AAAAAAAAAuI/FUxuiXR9JHM/s1600-h/stew+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1oXDTH9UhI/AAAAAAAAAuI/FUxuiXR9JHM/s320/stew+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141447270037541394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my family went to have dim sum WITHOUT ME! *puppy face*&lt;br /&gt;And the dim sum my mum brought them to is not bad. Fresh and not frozen! All that I ask for.&lt;br /&gt;They went shopping somewhere too. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(That didn't bother me much because it's BP, and I'm going for a shopping trip after P10, as far as KL, only, somehow or rather)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because I refused to follow them to BP(Batu Pahat) for dental check-up.&lt;br /&gt;Reason was 'I want to study'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Real excuse, 'I want/need to sleep'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yes, I was anticipating &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ESPlosion&lt;/span&gt; Camp, but Paper 9 ruined everything! Muahahaha. I don't find it funny at all. My second time missing it, in a row. The camp is today. *groans*&lt;br /&gt;Missing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Kem Pelangi &lt;/span&gt;is still acceptable,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt; fine!, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ESP&lt;/span&gt; noooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like others, CAT has stopped them from events, programmes, etcetra.&lt;br /&gt;The list is endless. And there's no point listing them out now anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4871146041553166481-3414093657185286720?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/3414093657185286720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=3414093657185286720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3414093657185286720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3414093657185286720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/12/kerana-perasan-maka-terasa.html' title='kerana perasan, maka terasa'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1oVrjH9UgI/AAAAAAAAAuA/TGPCxZ59Axw/s72-c/stew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-4025415921693582287</id><published>2007-12-07T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T01:04:55.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what do you call that if it's not obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just accepted this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; request from someone who calls himself &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=828743904"&gt;Incredible Jack&lt;/a&gt;. You might be thinking he's just another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;-er, like I did, till I look at his profile to see if I know him in person. No friends in common. But my sense of observation (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;erk&lt;/span&gt; hem) has led me to seeing the below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1l1vzH9UXI/AAAAAAAAAs4/gVADtE12S9M/s1600-h/face+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1l1vzH9UXI/AAAAAAAAAs4/gVADtE12S9M/s400/face+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141269913658020210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is only one non-Jessica! No biggie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait till you see what my sense of curiosity has lured me into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on See All Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1l1wTH9UYI/AAAAAAAAAtA/9Gf7RNyyoJQ/s1600-h/face+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1l1wTH9UYI/AAAAAAAAAtA/9Gf7RNyyoJQ/s400/face+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141269922247954818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1l1wTH9UZI/AAAAAAAAAtI/kjIjulZjGuo/s1600-h/face+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1l1wTH9UZI/AAAAAAAAAtI/kjIjulZjGuo/s400/face+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141269922247954834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1l1wjH9UaI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/GR-etOITGkU/s1600-h/face+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1l1wjH9UaI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/GR-etOITGkU/s400/face+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141269926542922146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1l1wjH9UbI/AAAAAAAAAtY/bpV2tm7pxDA/s1600-h/face+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1l1wjH9UbI/AAAAAAAAAtY/bpV2tm7pxDA/s400/face+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141269926542922162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1l7dDH9UcI/AAAAAAAAAtg/87fgsYRm7pQ/s1600-h/face+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1l7dDH9UcI/AAAAAAAAAtg/87fgsYRm7pQ/s400/face+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141276188605239746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1l7djH9UdI/AAAAAAAAAto/AKXWVpYOZ6c/s1600-h/face+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1l7djH9UdI/AAAAAAAAAto/AKXWVpYOZ6c/s400/face+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141276197195174354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tai&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;siao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, anything. I am nothing compared to him. He's greater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I literally counted how many &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt; friends he has got. He has 28 friends only, so it didn't take me long to identify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only 7 out of 28 are non &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt; s.&lt;br /&gt;Which makes them minority of 25%.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, 75% of his friends(in Facebook) are by the name &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It is more than probable.&lt;br /&gt;Close to absolute, okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Note the number of girls known by&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm aware that &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt; is a common name. People have told me 'You're the 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt; I know!', disregarding &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt; Alba, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt; Simpson, er..help me with this. I'm not good with stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even had a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt; friend who sat right behind me in Form 5! So you know&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; the who who answered to most of the '&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt;' s. Me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys judge. Is he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;obsessed&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt; s, '&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt;' or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not blogged much about Facebook. I've got one post. But it's still under the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; draft &lt;/span&gt;category. Smiles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-4025415921693582287?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/4025415921693582287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=4025415921693582287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4025415921693582287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4025415921693582287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-do-you-call-that-if-its-not.html' title='what do you call that if it&apos;s not obsession'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1l1vzH9UXI/AAAAAAAAAs4/gVADtE12S9M/s72-c/face+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-3377538329058867159</id><published>2007-12-05T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T10:21:40.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscences?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/l2hkbaPWso/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/l2hkbaPWso/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Daffodils&lt;/span&gt; remind me of Mr. Jacob who taught me English in Primary 6. One of the programmes after UPSR was singing. Ya, I know it's lame. We were forced to sing! But the song slowly knitted into our souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'...Snowdrops and daffodils&lt;br /&gt;butterflies and bees&lt;br /&gt;sailboats and fishermen&lt;br /&gt;things of the sea&lt;br /&gt;wishing-wells&lt;br /&gt;wedding bells&lt;br /&gt;early morning dew&lt;br /&gt;all kinds of everything remind me of you..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's only the first verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, the title is 'All Kinds of Everything'. I got it on the first guessing attempt. And so, it is being downloaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/yoM7m40Lay/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/yoM7m40Lay/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so into oldies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-3377538329058867159?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/3377538329058867159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=3377538329058867159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3377538329058867159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3377538329058867159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/12/reminiscences.html' title='reminiscences?'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-601799268552729076</id><published>2007-12-04T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T23:51:20.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sister is such a copyCAT</title><content type='html'>The river is still blue. It isn't a spectacular occurrence anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt. Less assumption. More direct communication.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hope I will learn and more importantly, put into practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Pei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I'm clinging to you. So to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PCDs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assume many are relieved after THE two papers. There I go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1VzNqlVwmI/AAAAAAAAAsY/VQnJt5ZeLTk/s1600-h/msn+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1VzNqlVwmI/AAAAAAAAAsY/VQnJt5ZeLTk/s400/msn+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140141228319687266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It started with 4 at around 7pm. 11 at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1V1GqlVwnI/AAAAAAAAAsg/gs-05rHlE70/s1600-h/msn+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1V1GqlVwnI/AAAAAAAAAsg/gs-05rHlE70/s400/msn+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140143307083858546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;chatroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lagi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My elder sis is going for her school trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Taman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Negara&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow with another 25 schoolmates or Form 6-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mers&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;STPM&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mers&lt;/span&gt;. That's her leech-preventing -socks. Pretty ugly huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1V2UqlVwpI/AAAAAAAAAsw/9E7QRHkO5RU/s1600-h/04122007271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1V2UqlVwpI/AAAAAAAAAsw/9E7QRHkO5RU/s320/04122007271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140144647113654930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I commented that she looks like one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Teletubbies&lt;/span&gt; now, with the exception of the antenna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No, my sis isn't going to do CAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, it can't be the first of January!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-601799268552729076?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/601799268552729076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=601799268552729076' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/601799268552729076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/601799268552729076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-sister-is-such-copycat.html' title='my sister is such a copyCAT'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R1VzNqlVwmI/AAAAAAAAAsY/VQnJt5ZeLTk/s72-c/msn+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-5826442912426542950</id><published>2007-12-03T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T01:03:30.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>total assets=total equity and liabilities</title><content type='html'>It is such a bizarreness that I haven't been to the Giant in Muar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is such an occurrence that Sungai Muar is blue today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is such a blessing that I see morning sun rays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is miracle that I actually balanced off my accounts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-5826442912426542950?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/5826442912426542950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=5826442912426542950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5826442912426542950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5826442912426542950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/12/total-assetstotal-equity-and.html' title='total assets=total equity and liabilities'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-296364590337472152</id><published>2007-12-02T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T20:55:53.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anticipating ESP. i'm d.o.o.m.e.d.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;OOM day has actually arrived. Okay, I'm a day in advance. Let me spell d.o.o.m.. That's for me-self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't cross my mind that this day will arrive, it has, now. Thanks to all the slacking and mugging of non-CAT items this semester. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let not fear transmit to thy souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waving all the best to all &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kucing&lt;/span&gt;s &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;serakan&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(It's a matter of manners)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-296364590337472152?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/296364590337472152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=296364590337472152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/296364590337472152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/296364590337472152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/12/anticipating-esp.html' title='anticipating ESP. i&apos;m d.o.o.m.e.d.'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-5652631361228954749</id><published>2007-12-01T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T20:56:29.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cute hunks on 8TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;'m watching &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ultimate Prom &lt;/span&gt;on 8TV. Multitasking, I am. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a must to watch? For Joelle, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just called me! And told me that the Sunway girl, Sarah is/was my classmate! She wasn't known as Sarah in class. No wonder she looks so familiar! When my sister told me about this Sarah a couple of days ago, the first in my mind was Haafiz's girl. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister just screamed 'So cute!!!'. Well, not bad&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lar.  &lt;/span&gt;I am referring to the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, why most of them (guys) play guitar?!!*screams craziness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys are speaking like they're in a pageant competition. Pretty well versed, the guys, for now. It's essential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Sarah wouldn't do too bad. Fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We're supposed to be there!', exclaimed Joelle. Thanks to CAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CATs, pass CAT, so we'll be known as CAT no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-5652631361228954749?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/5652631361228954749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=5652631361228954749' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5652631361228954749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5652631361228954749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/12/cute-hunks-on-8tv.html' title='cute hunks on 8TV'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-6266405605831431404</id><published>2007-11-23T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T20:31:46.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ome is where I find refuge.&lt;br /&gt;I'm home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-6266405605831431404?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/6266405605831431404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=6266405605831431404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/6266405605831431404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/6266405605831431404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/11/h-ome-is-where-i-find-refuge.html' title=''/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-5799888902847800552</id><published>2007-11-19T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T22:51:56.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a butterfly drawn to flame</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;Xin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt; sent me this and asked me to take a look. I put P7 textbook aside and waited for that something which is in store for me to be transfered entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R0GW09VehXI/AAAAAAAAArQ/GYcVear4Cws/s1600-h/ksjess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R0GW09VehXI/AAAAAAAAArQ/GYcVear4Cws/s400/ksjess.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134550886741083506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a screen shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R0GfUNVehYI/AAAAAAAAArY/SA1gPG7MmKE/s1600-h/ksjess1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R0GfUNVehYI/AAAAAAAAArY/SA1gPG7MmKE/s400/ksjess1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134560219705017730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Click on it to read. Again, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I read it over and over a few times, to get what are behind those words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 'Nocturnal' guy was describing me as a butterfly with wings. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;XD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they are going to be burned off. X(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of topic again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually find it kinda true and provoking. I said this to myself before. Well, close. Stop fooling with fire, I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing who he is, should be a he from the name, I called Ting&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Xin&lt;/span&gt; on her cell and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;interrogated&lt;/span&gt; her. Okay, not that serious. I was just asking who he is and was she sure that he was talking bout me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she said he is the moderator of Kenny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sia's&lt;/span&gt; blog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;CBox&lt;/span&gt; blah blah blah. Being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;suaku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Oh ya, I learnt that KL folks doesn't know what is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" &gt;suaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, most because they're not Hokkiens)&lt;/span&gt;, I said 'Moderator?' As in he's Kenny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sia&lt;/span&gt;? She  almost yelled at me for my stupidity and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;suaku&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;.  Maybe she was, I'm just used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Kenny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Sia&lt;/span&gt; needs, not one, but a few moderators to look after his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;CBox&lt;/span&gt;. Popular or should I use notorious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;TingXin&lt;/span&gt; told me how Nocturnal found out bout me or my name. I was hung up,  pardon me, my picture was hung up at her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;blog's&lt;/span&gt; sidebar since er... she turned 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy (Nocturnal) out of nowhere, no, out of Kenny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Sia's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;CBox&lt;/span&gt; asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;TingXin&lt;/span&gt; who I am, or again my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vulnerable!, she told me. He told me that at first, she added. I obviously went like 'Huh, vulnerable, me?' Doesn't make sense, right? Good thing I wasn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;muka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;tembok&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;TingXin&lt;/span&gt; said '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Ya&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!'. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Nasib&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;baik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She repeated and stood firm what she has typed on the line. Let me quote, 'that's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; though. the perfection part i mean.' I'm sure she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;misspelled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  'true'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" &gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued questioning her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So he's some sort of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;psychic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;? All he wrote is kinda true. (except that I'm in human form, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" &gt;bukan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" &gt;serangga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He has a crystal ball and he  goes around predicting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ohh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;..  A  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gypsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'She has to be completely broken before she understands'. This may has a little relevance to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spotted another part which might not be true. 'Her protector might be in front of her'. My protector is around me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indicator that I should stay away from problems or get myself out of problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, my future has been decided by God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the way he put the words into the sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crawls back to P7 textbook she has been facing for more than 2 weeks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 drafts and counting upwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-5799888902847800552?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/5799888902847800552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=5799888902847800552' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5799888902847800552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/5799888902847800552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/11/butterfly-drawn-to-flame.html' title='a butterfly drawn to flame'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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/_2jKtya41NT0/R0GW09VehXI/AAAAAAAAArQ/GYcVear4Cws/s72-c/ksjess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-731454291575980030</id><published>2007-11-10T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T23:13:55.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everybody LOVES barney......................................................................................................                       not</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ince so many&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kucing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; have expressed their abhorrence toward the innocent &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;purple dinosaur,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RzVLo3QZRII/AAAAAAAAAqs/SlRQPbbnrq4/s1600-h/barney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RzVLo3QZRII/AAAAAAAAAqs/SlRQPbbnrq4/s320/barney.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131090515858113666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;saying that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;he's a pedo &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;(PeiYi)&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;peiyi screamed and tore hair out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;no, a gay pedo &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;(David)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(david blames it/he for being purple in color)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;which/who is millions of years old &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;(also David)&lt;/span&gt; and hangs around only kids,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(david is just jealous that he's no longer a kid and that Barney would not want to hang around him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;born purple &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;(David)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(peiyi loves purple, guess not a purple dinosaur)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a childhood nightmare&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;(Charissa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;charissa ran away like a mad child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;reminisced his childhood days &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Nicholas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nicholas said 'I don't like barney' and laughed wahaha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(hmm.. what did Barney do to him?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but cute &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;(Nicholas, again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nicholas denied hatred but clarified dislikeness, letting out his signature 'wOOt'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;still, a no no &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Kevin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kevin screamed aahhhhh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have no choice but to turn off the auto play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;See how traumatize they are when Barney (maybe I should stop using the word 'Barney'), I mean, the purple dino revisits their life, that their fur can stand upright like electric has flowed through every single fur they have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RzVKP3QZRHI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Se1mTkqs5Zs/s1600-h/cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RzVKP3QZRHI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Se1mTkqs5Zs/s320/cat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131088986849756274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Proof of trauma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Perhaps we should declare a Purple Day? To get you guys out of the trauma the purple dino had caused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;IF you need to feel loved anytime of the day, the song will still be here. Just one thing, you have to press &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RzVNHXQZRJI/AAAAAAAAAq0/dH_gR6nirtE/s1600-h/play.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 28px; height: 28px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RzVNHXQZRJI/AAAAAAAAAq0/dH_gR6nirtE/s200/play.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131092139355751570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;P&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cats get intimidated by a shrinking dinosaur?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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barney......................................................................................................                       not'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RzVLo3QZRII/AAAAAAAAAqs/SlRQPbbnrq4/s72-c/barney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-9020706594709538574</id><published>2007-11-06T20:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T14:58:20.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she's the nerd-wanna-be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he bloggist hopes/wants/yearns/wishes/desires/needs to be like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RzBb45BvecI/AAAAAAAAAqU/gGQ1420ADK0/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RzBb45BvecI/AAAAAAAAAqU/gGQ1420ADK0/s400/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129701008513923522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-9020706594709538574?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/9020706594709538574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-4246415329271079337</id><published>2007-11-05T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T14:58:56.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the great invention</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hanks to Japanese innovators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, Meng Hong, you should read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/ATT00039.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/th_ATT00039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/ATT00038.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/th_ATT00038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/ATT00033.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/th_ATT00033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think some are kinda pretty and acceptable. For me at least, I can't say for the whole Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Japanese can come out with this, Malaysians should be able to take it, betul? Though their advancement in technology is undeniable, their superb health and healthy food,  the cram and suicidal rate which exceed ours, we're still &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;equally Asians&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also received a Friendster message from Chris (CAT coursemate) on top of the email, saying that we shouldn't have our contact lenses on during BBQ. That was the only line I could read, the rest are in Chinese characters. XP. So chinese I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They might melt due to the heat. Contact lenses are plastics if I am right. I might not be. Wearing should be alright. Just don't stay too near the fire for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contact lens users, you might want to replenish or refurbish your knowledge on THEM which you insert and lie directly on one of the most important organs in human body. It could be quite some time since you first met your optician for contact lens.  With additional history information and general information and more importantly, the way to care for your contact lens, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Contact_lens"&gt;Wikipedia &lt;/a&gt;provides it all sufficiently. May I call it Wackypedia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's a greatest, there surely a worst. Or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mankind has recognised nuclear bombs as the worst invention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was watching a Singaporean series on AEC, one of the characters said besides nuclear bombs, there another It Worst &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(It's not a Mr. or Mrs. or Ms.),&lt;/span&gt; karaoke which happens to be popularized by the best nation, Japan, again. Not the whole nation, a singer of the nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should we like salute the Japanese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Ry_RCpBvebI/AAAAAAAAAqM/-008IhWQKkA/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Ry_RCpBvebI/AAAAAAAAAqM/-008IhWQKkA/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129548343901387186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-4246415329271079337?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/4246415329271079337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=4246415329271079337' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4246415329271079337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4246415329271079337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/11/great-invention.html' title='the great invention'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Ry_RCpBvebI/AAAAAAAAAqM/-008IhWQKkA/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-9151814487101676456</id><published>2007-11-01T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T21:26:32.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if only i can flip a page with muffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ad was the one who has always been able to give warmth my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have to warm them myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could hold a pen right and write with no difficulties, I wouldn't mind the stares of people because it's&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; just too cold&lt;/span&gt; in 3.14!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look what I found when I was searching for a picture of a muff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R6hjI7J7LhI/AAAAAAAAAwY/jlTzQfV_w9U/s1600-h/muff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/R6hjI7J7LhI/AAAAAAAAAwY/jlTzQfV_w9U/s400/muff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163485977749696018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-9151814487101676456?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/9151814487101676456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=9151814487101676456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/9151814487101676456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/9151814487101676456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/11/if-only-i-can-flip-page-with-muffs.html' title='if only i can flip a page with muffs'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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/_2jKtya41NT0/R6hjI7J7LhI/AAAAAAAAAwY/jlTzQfV_w9U/s72-c/muff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-2235308298140027132</id><published>2007-10-29T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T14:59:21.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>downsize the cup!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;am certainly to regret my nods to the hair dresser. It was contrary to what I  wanted  when I decided it was time to get a trim at least. I'm just back to square one,  nothing drastic compared to people who shave their hair bald. I'm still hair&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ful&lt;/span&gt;, not hair&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;less&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well anyway, after sis fetched me from the saloon, she wanted to eat. And then we saw McDonalds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you tried the new Cornetto Sundae or Cornetto McFlurry? One of the &lt;a href="http://www.mcdonalds.com.my/highlights/whatshot.asp"&gt;What's Hot&lt;/a&gt;'s Hotties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Ryc2spBveYI/AAAAAAAAApk/t6COHurzJb8/s1600-h/mcd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Ryc2spBveYI/AAAAAAAAApk/t6COHurzJb8/s320/mcd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127126841339902338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The differences between the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;new &lt;/span&gt;Mc Flurry and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;old &lt;/span&gt;are:&lt;br /&gt;The price difference of 50 cents. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(People always say accountants are stingy and calculative. XD. I don't want to turn into one like them.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It so sweet! Too sweet for me. I think they charge the extra cents for the chocolate topping which they use for Sundaes.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of Oreos(I only take Oreo Mc Flurry), some crunchy something which got to do with Cornetto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-2235308298140027132?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/2235308298140027132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=2235308298140027132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2235308298140027132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/2235308298140027132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-lovin-it-not.html' title='downsize the cup!'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Ryc2spBveYI/AAAAAAAAApk/t6COHurzJb8/s72-c/mcd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-3619656535888181973</id><published>2007-10-26T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T14:59:54.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>different, now indifferent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'m seriously feeling like crap now. I'll post something up some things that had happened lately, maybe later or never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eeling&lt;/span&gt;. The&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; feeling&lt;/span&gt; which is so familiar. It has been a year, not literally but close to one. Am I wasting my time here or I've did the right thing? No one can answer that, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That was what I typed yesterday before Seng Kim rang me. Then my cable come out, so I couldn't connect. Instead of trying to get connected, I got ready as Han and Kim said they'll come pick me up after their lunch. Kim was feeling guilty? I decided not to continue with the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saying that they needed my help in getting gifts for our lecturers, we headed to BIG Bookshop in Taipan to get so BIG stuffs. Not to be posted till they're presented to our lecturers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent like an hour in the bookshop. One of the reasons for the delay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RyHvVJBvdrI/AAAAAAAAAkE/FyfkX3jy2Js/s1600-h/DSC00806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RyHvVJBvdrI/AAAAAAAAAkE/FyfkX3jy2Js/s320/DSC00806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125640997403850418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone owns a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pintu kecemasan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 316px; height: 459px;" src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/DSC00096.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han looking like a criminal. And me, just bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 298px; height: 454px;" src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/DSC008071.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sign I hold should be lower but I wanna keep everything decent and under-aged. XD. We're not getting horny. Some 'education' David said he has to 'transfer' to some naives in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the way to Han's house, Kim said 'I want goreng&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pisang'. Mind you, it's pisang goreng. Hukum DM, remember? Oily and unhealthy food, reason to stomaches? Kim, you better watch out. Good thing you weren't the other Jonathan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited till 7++. Pada pukul enam, sebatang hidung pun tak nampak. Adalah batang hidung kita bertiga. Akhirnya, baru kita sepuluh orang. But we did enjoy ourselves, I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RyIF9pBvdwI/AAAAAAAAAks/gXqEBRb2J9s/s1600-h/ResizeWizard-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RyIF9pBvdwI/AAAAAAAAAks/gXqEBRb2J9s/s320/ResizeWizard-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125665882444363522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before dinner. I had no idea they were doing that to me. Picture stolen from &lt;a href="http://poignantmelody.wordpress.com/"&gt;PeiYi.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As a replacement for Dominos Pizza, we decided to eat out. Chinese Food. Fast food was the first being voted out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RyH375BvduI/AAAAAAAAAkc/KNfpJT2dNXU/s1600-h/PA250379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RyH375BvduI/AAAAAAAAAkc/KNfpJT2dNXU/s320/PA250379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125650459216803554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how recklessly we ate. Being so hungry by 830, the guys couldn't be bothered by the mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks auntie for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After eating, it was just TOO early for all of us to go back. We opted for movie. In Han's house. Led by David, we went to a shop to get 3 DVDs. Pirated. I don't think I have to say. Movie, junkies (not drugs), soft drinks, air cond, comfy chair(for me at least) and no lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blade of Glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In Pursuit of Happyness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Prestige&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bolded one was chosen. I thought they wouldn't want to watch that yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RyH87ZBvdvI/AAAAAAAAAkk/aG6wI-1eOgU/s1600-h/PA250392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RyH87ZBvdvI/AAAAAAAAAkk/aG6wI-1eOgU/s320/PA250392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125655948185007858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that David wasn't literally on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RyIF9pBvdxI/AAAAAAAAAk0/_5aiP7srYs4/s1600-h/ResizeWizard-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RyIF9pBvdxI/AAAAAAAAAk0/_5aiP7srYs4/s320/ResizeWizard-17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125665882444363538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I said junk food. And soft drinks.  It's a bottle cap Han is holding. Free ad by desperate model-wanna-bees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RyIK9ZBvdyI/AAAAAAAAAk8/SAng5eUfg4M/s1600-h/PA250395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RyIK9ZBvdyI/AAAAAAAAAk8/SAng5eUfg4M/s320/PA250395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125671375707535138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim is making himself home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Halfway through the movie, I suddenly remembered. I'm not in Muar. I'm staying in the condo hostel which has curfew. And it was Thursday, not Friday. Being girls, Rebecca and Pei Yi have to go back. Left as the only girl, I couldn't stay over although they were going to watch movie the whole night and made the night Movie Rally, instead of Pizza Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I couldn't drive. Talking bout driving, my dad said he has to teach me drive. I went like 'When? No time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;.'  Then  I said,  'If I'm permitted to drive in KL, I might consider  learning to drive soon'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad for making Owen drive me back. It was a sudden plan for the guys to  stay over. They didn't want me around. So, I had to leave, incurring the risk that I might not be able to enter the condo at 1am. Kim could stay. Maybe I shouldn't have considered going. Sorry Owen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what excuse I gave to the security guard. Prepared with my hostel card in my hand, I went in straight, unquestioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that there were no guys from CATAB 4. And only a girl from CATAB 1. Anything to say about it? Well, we should not have a divider after so long. I mean categorizing Group 1 and  4 and not forgetting Sept 06 after so many months. So, its just us 6 girls and 4 guys from CATBC 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Jason guy who messaged me when we were watching movie is only at the innocent age of 14. But he's 30cms taller than me. Exactly 30 because besides taking those X-rated picture, Kim measured my height with two wooden rulers which were opposite the signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kucing-kucing sekalian is over and done with Mock-mare. I'm looking forward for the next gathering, or whatever it is. Genting, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-3619656535888181973?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/3619656535888181973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=3619656535888181973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3619656535888181973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3619656535888181973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/10/different-now-indifferent.html' title='different, now indifferent'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RyHvVJBvdrI/AAAAAAAAAkE/FyfkX3jy2Js/s72-c/DSC00806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-1179482037115126601</id><published>2007-10-20T09:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:00:30.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of shanta and jay and their wackiest bunch of students</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;xclusively for CATBC 1-ians purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from &lt;a href="http://poignantmelody.wordpress.com/"&gt;PeiYi's blog&lt;/a&gt;. Of better quality, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rxlz4_R2hHI/AAAAAAAAAj0/ZUTd6YBHQtA/s1600-h/IMG_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rxlz4_R2hHI/AAAAAAAAAj0/ZUTd6YBHQtA/s400/IMG_0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123253474006828146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxlyTfR2hGI/AAAAAAAAAjs/TWQwRsgJiPs/s1600-h/IMG_0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxlyTfR2hGI/AAAAAAAAAjs/TWQwRsgJiPs/s400/IMG_0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123251730250105954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me for the quality of the first two pictures. My itchy hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxlvC_R2hBI/AAAAAAAAAjE/pTK8pmh3Lzk/s1600-h/catbc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxlvC_R2hBI/AAAAAAAAAjE/pTK8pmh3Lzk/s400/catbc1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123248148247381010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxlvDPR2hCI/AAAAAAAAAjM/2ZvUeA3TN5E/s1600-h/catbc+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxlvDPR2hCI/AAAAAAAAAjM/2ZvUeA3TN5E/s400/catbc+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123248152542348322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxlvDvR2hDI/AAAAAAAAAjU/llrupIr_bko/s1600-h/catbc+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxlvDvR2hDI/AAAAAAAAAjU/llrupIr_bko/s400/catbc+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123248161132282930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxlvEfR2hEI/AAAAAAAAAjc/EOuG_s8oqVk/s1600-h/catbc4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxlvEfR2hEI/AAAAAAAAAjc/EOuG_s8oqVk/s400/catbc4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123248174017184834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copy those pictures for general purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the pixels aren't sufficient for your specific use,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to &lt;a href="http://s237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/catbc/"&gt;Photobucket&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternatively,let me know or leave a comment, so that I can mail them or send them via MSN where I can find speedier connection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-1179482037115126601?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/1179482037115126601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=1179482037115126601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/1179482037115126601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/1179482037115126601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/10/of-shanta-and-jay-and-their-wacky.html' title='of shanta and jay and their wackiest bunch of students'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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/_2jKtya41NT0/Rxlz4_R2hHI/AAAAAAAAAj0/ZUTd6YBHQtA/s72-c/IMG_0011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-4805274627297720886</id><published>2007-10-17T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:01:18.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what difference can half an hour make?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t could have earned me RM50, then I'll be RM50 richer. I won't be taxed anyway. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxX9SPR2g9I/AAAAAAAAAik/mZe4mbskfFM/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxX9SPR2g9I/AAAAAAAAAik/mZe4mbskfFM/s320/DSC00078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122278640984687570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxX9S_R2g-I/AAAAAAAAAis/Jakfb6g5cj4/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxX9S_R2g-I/AAAAAAAAAis/Jakfb6g5cj4/s320/DSC00079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122278653869589474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thumbnails.thestar.com.my/thumbnail_dir/2007/10/17/samuel1710.jpg"&gt;Picture from Star&lt;/a&gt; Newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxX9UPR2hAI/AAAAAAAAAi8/9uWCf3HP-rw/s1600-h/DSC00082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxX9UPR2hAI/AAAAAAAAAi8/9uWCf3HP-rw/s320/DSC00082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122278675344425986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victor showed me the page in the newspaper today and asked whether I witnessed it. Coincidentally, I even have pictures. Sad case for the car owner, or his father. And for Sunway College as well, perhaps. They have to bear the cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking back from college when the rain ceased. The tree was already cut into 'blocks' by  then. I found it quite 'amazing' in a way, because it has been uprooted causing the road to be uneven. The spot where the road was recently tarred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxX9TfR2g_I/AAAAAAAAAi0/_HMnMnxmHM0/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxX9TfR2g_I/AAAAAAAAAi0/_HMnMnxmHM0/s320/DSC00080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122278662459524082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cat which frightened Joelle away from her seat. And made her exercised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me, as a girl, doesn't like bringing umbrella along, what more a guy, besides neglecting their macho-ness? 'Sacrifices' have to be made in order to keep yourself dry, or at least drier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-4805274627297720886?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/4805274627297720886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=4805274627297720886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4805274627297720886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4805274627297720886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-difference-can-half-hour-make.html' title='what difference can half an hour make?'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxX9SPR2g9I/AAAAAAAAAik/mZe4mbskfFM/s72-c/DSC00078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-7945875257518882469</id><published>2007-10-16T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:01:43.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>berries but not jams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lass ended 3 hours earlier today, thank goodness, but that isn't a valid excuse to crap here. Ms Joyce certainly did not permit this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was wearing '&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm Single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; T-shirt today. Some of my classmates after reading the words, exclaimed together, 'Liar!', they said. How depressing. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then so happen when I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapao&lt;/span&gt;-ing dinner in the cafe, a girl came in. Nope, she wasn't wearing the same T-shirt as I was (some girls just can't stand the sight of another girl wearing the same top), she wore something 'opposite' from me. Nope again, she wasn't wearing it upside down, or leftside right. She was wearing a printed T-shirt which says&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'SORRY I'm already taken&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't my imagination, she smiled after looking at what I wore. I would have taken a picture of her top if it wasn't for my loud camera sound which I am not able to off. Whatsoever, she stood next t me after ordering. I almost ask her whether she wanted a picture together. I can be very&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sampat&lt;/span&gt; at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-7945875257518882469?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/7945875257518882469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=7945875257518882469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7945875257518882469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/7945875257518882469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/10/berries-but-not-jams.html' title='berries but not jams'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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-4871146041553166481.post-4773145526844904036</id><published>2007-10-13T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:02:11.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flying the second apology plane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o, this goes to Nicholas Wong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxDwDfR2g6I/AAAAAAAAAiM/7I--YTW5ug0/s1600-h/istockphoto_54794_paper_plane_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxDwDfR2g6I/AAAAAAAAAiM/7I--YTW5ug0/s320/istockphoto_54794_paper_plane_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120856719046902690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A white one with a blue background. I hope it's okay with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm sorry for 'shooting' you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm sorry that I said that you're not one of the cute guys in Group 2 that PeiYi talks about.&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't deny that she might think that you're one of them. X(.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't say anything bad about you, because I don't know anything about you, except for your name and you're also a CAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, PeiYi is REALLY mad with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxDwCfR2g3I/AAAAAAAAAh0/wa6Ap0LqMKM/s1600-h/DSC04850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxDwCfR2g3I/AAAAAAAAAh0/wa6Ap0LqMKM/s320/DSC04850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120856701867033458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first one has made me feel guilty enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following ones made me a mean person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxDwDPR2g4I/AAAAAAAAAh8/rV0Gg_zKOBc/s1600-h/DSC04855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxDwDPR2g4I/AAAAAAAAAh8/rV0Gg_zKOBc/s320/DSC04855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120856714751935362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxDwDfR2g5I/AAAAAAAAAiE/5tQQbIt3e_Q/s1600-h/DSC04857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxDwDfR2g5I/AAAAAAAAAiE/5tQQbIt3e_Q/s320/DSC04857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120856719046902674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough, I am mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the time I 'shot' you during Moral Presentation.&lt;br /&gt;I am a lousy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've deleted my personal message on MSN yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxDxhPR2g7I/AAAAAAAAAiU/Qv2ZZO1Zsso/s1600-h/py.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxDxhPR2g7I/AAAAAAAAAiU/Qv2ZZO1Zsso/s320/py.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120858329659638706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kept a screen shot of it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She'll still be MAD with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-4773145526844904036?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/4773145526844904036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=4773145526844904036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4773145526844904036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/4773145526844904036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/10/flying-second-apology-plane.html' title='flying the second apology plane'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RxDwDfR2g6I/AAAAAAAAAiM/7I--YTW5ug0/s72-c/istockphoto_54794_paper_plane_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-8436156723302229458</id><published>2007-10-12T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:02:43.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slacking, i am</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ow about this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rw-aEPR2g0I/AAAAAAAAAhY/Qj5GiIp4Ygw/s1600-h/Pic021.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;............................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rw-aEPR2g0I/AAAAAAAAAhY/Qj5GiIp4Ygw/s1600-h/Pic021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rw-aEPR2g0I/AAAAAAAAAhY/Qj5GiIp4Ygw/s320/Pic021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120480698955105090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rw-a3vR2g2I/AAAAAAAAAho/SNkrTp6zv7Q/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;                                                                                                                        &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rw-a3vR2g2I/AAAAAAAAAho/SNkrTp6zv7Q/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rw-a3vR2g2I/AAAAAAAAAho/SNkrTp6zv7Q/s320/DSC00102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120481583718368098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;..................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See it in a different way now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rw-ZSfR2gzI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Gc1etekdd0s/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rw-ZSfR2gzI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Gc1etekdd0s/s320/DSC00102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120479844256613170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Stay away! I've got bad breath!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, use L.I.S.T.E.R.I.N.E!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rw-ZSPR2gyI/AAAAAAAAAhI/KIhzW85TwpY/s1600-h/listerine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 458px; height: 328px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rw-ZSPR2gyI/AAAAAAAAAhI/KIhzW85TwpY/s320/listerine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120479839961645858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No offence, Hing Yee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pardon my nonsensical act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4871146041553166481-8436156723302229458?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/8436156723302229458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=8436156723302229458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8436156723302229458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/8436156723302229458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/10/slacking-i-am.html' title='slacking, i am'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rw-aEPR2g0I/AAAAAAAAAhY/Qj5GiIp4Ygw/s72-c/Pic021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-3424531259522934197</id><published>2007-10-06T16:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T17:05:49.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i got it from my mama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am feeling a lil dizzy. I am not sure whether is it just me or the liquor. Or alcohol. I am seventeen. SOUR seventeen. Therefore I am eligible, no more restricted to alcoholic drinks. Smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got permission to drink, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happen it was Ladies' Night. Got another two glasses. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rya96JBvdzI/AAAAAAAAAlE/nQ6CmeRpfIU/s1600-h/PA060011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rya96JBvdzI/AAAAAAAAAlE/nQ6CmeRpfIU/s320/PA060011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126994032361174834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First. Tequilla and Lime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rya96pBvd0I/AAAAAAAAAlM/eYhwfmIb99E/s1600-h/PA060093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rya96pBvd0I/AAAAAAAAAlM/eYhwfmIb99E/s320/PA060093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126994040951109442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Second. Gin and Coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rya965Bvd1I/AAAAAAAAAlU/DoVQGAr3mkM/s1600-h/PA060125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rya965Bvd1I/AAAAAAAAAlU/DoVQGAr3mkM/s320/PA060125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126994045246076754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;End of the third one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dinner with uncle, aunt and cousins was superb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rain&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;est &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;fe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. If you have never heard of it, it's in Sunway Pyramid. Or outside of the shopping mall. Near Jack's Place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because it was kinda dark and I refused to use the flash, quality of pictures went down the drain. Only some could be salvaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybFB5Bvd3I/AAAAAAAAAlg/G1sMSvTnHMQ/s1600-h/PA060086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybFB5Bvd3I/AAAAAAAAAlg/G1sMSvTnHMQ/s320/PA060086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127001862086555506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also Football Night. The bistro is the all time supporter of Manchecter United.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybFCZBvd4I/AAAAAAAAAlo/rPlWDJfOolg/s1600-h/PA060095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybFCZBvd4I/AAAAAAAAAlo/rPlWDJfOolg/s320/PA060095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127001870676490114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's beer. I like the idea that all the girl waitresses were wearing jerseys. I find it unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybFCZBvd5I/AAAAAAAAAlw/SWoIjnh4qPE/s1600-h/PA060096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybFCZBvd5I/AAAAAAAAAlw/SWoIjnh4qPE/s320/PA060096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127001870676490130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that guy. He's THAT guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybMYJBveGI/AAAAAAAAAnY/sIHrAJA0DN0/s1600-h/PA060136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybMYJBveGI/AAAAAAAAAnY/sIHrAJA0DN0/s320/PA060136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127009940920039522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A discoball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybF8ZBvd7I/AAAAAAAAAmA/11FFEHTGKnc/s1600-h/PA060126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybF8ZBvd7I/AAAAAAAAAmA/11FFEHTGKnc/s320/PA060126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127002867108902834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The HOT manageress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybF85Bvd8I/AAAAAAAAAmI/8ZbVAM_9NFM/s1600-h/PA060129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybF85Bvd8I/AAAAAAAAAmI/8ZbVAM_9NFM/s320/PA060129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127002875698837442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin's  dessert. I don't think I want to spoil your impression on the food served Bistro with pictures taken. But still, I can assure you  the tasty-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybF8JBvd6I/AAAAAAAAAl4/N25PI5W0hl0/s1600-h/PA060123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybF8JBvd6I/AAAAAAAAAl4/N25PI5W0hl0/s320/PA060123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127002862813935522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still underage for this. Frowns. Dinner was on me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybLzJBveBI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Btvn3ig2IEU/s1600-h/PA060150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybLzJBveBI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Btvn3ig2IEU/s320/PA060150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127009305264879634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's next to this also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybKZpBvd-I/AAAAAAAAAmY/RgzOC_W8-HA/s1600-h/PA060171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybKZpBvd-I/AAAAAAAAAmY/RgzOC_W8-HA/s320/PA060171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127007767666587618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I find this just cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybKZ5Bvd_I/AAAAAAAAAmg/q6UWdVgxMJQ/s1600-h/PA060172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybKZ5Bvd_I/AAAAAAAAAmg/q6UWdVgxMJQ/s320/PA060172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127007771961554930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got nothing better to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybKaZBveAI/AAAAAAAAAmo/IOEUdH4l5bQ/s1600-h/PA060173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybKaZBveAI/AAAAAAAAAmo/IOEUdH4l5bQ/s320/PA060173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127007780551489538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybLzZBveCI/AAAAAAAAAm4/wpjS4KuAFdw/s1600-h/PA060175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybLzZBveCI/AAAAAAAAAm4/wpjS4KuAFdw/s320/PA060175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127009309559846946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They dropped their 'Y'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybLz5BveDI/AAAAAAAAAnA/kySq_ZFrNIY/s1600-h/PA060178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybLz5BveDI/AAAAAAAAAnA/kySq_ZFrNIY/s320/PA060178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127009318149781554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybLz5BveEI/AAAAAAAAAnI/p626syxsYTk/s1600-h/PA060229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybLz5BveEI/AAAAAAAAAnI/p626syxsYTk/s320/PA060229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127009318149781570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's me expressing how much I enjoy the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybL0JBveFI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ROJU52pdzow/s1600-h/PA061019%7E.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybL0JBveFI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ROJU52pdzow/s320/PA061019%7E.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127009322444748882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's me when I discover I should get some highlights. My eyebag scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh by the way, it wasn't my first time having alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybOzJBveJI/AAAAAAAAAnw/ReNf0nXD728/s1600-h/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybOzJBveJI/AAAAAAAAAnw/ReNf0nXD728/s320/DSC00061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127012603799763090" border="0" /&gt;              &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybOzZBveKI/AAAAAAAAAn4/cf4JI9PB1Ec/s1600-h/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybOzZBveKI/AAAAAAAAAn4/cf4JI9PB1Ec/s320/DSC00062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127012608094730402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An emo guy, seafood fried rice, Resident Evil and a bunch of people who didn't know it was my birthday. It's a cool way of celebrating my 17th. I like it. And I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybQg5BveLI/AAAAAAAAAoA/ogszJkSX_8g/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/RybQg5BveLI/AAAAAAAAAoA/ogszJkSX_8g/s200/DSC00072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127014489290406066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Signing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-3424531259522934197?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/3424531259522934197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=3424531259522934197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3424531259522934197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/3424531259522934197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-got-it-from-my-mama.html' title='i got it from my mama'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2jKtya41NT0/Rya96JBvdzI/AAAAAAAAAlE/nQ6CmeRpfIU/s72-c/PA060011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-6263252785964988025</id><published>2007-10-03T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T08:17:09.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a desperado</title><content type='html'>Guess what? Many would answer 'What?'. It's HuiYi's birthday today. Don't say 'So What?'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start with:  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPP&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Y 17TH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;BIRTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;DAY, K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;ATIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the 'commonest' way of greeting. And I prefer to go with the name 'HuiYi'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be uncommon or weird/stupid/lame,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sent message:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soh Hui Yi&lt;br /&gt;03-Oct-07 12:00 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roses are pink,&lt;br /&gt;violets are blue.&lt;br /&gt;This sounds typical,&lt;br /&gt;because it's meant to.&lt;br /&gt;Something uncommon is all you ask for your birthday,&lt;br /&gt;Thus I'm giving you.&lt;br /&gt;Call are banned&lt;br /&gt;because william is a hottie prince.&lt;br /&gt;I asked for his mercy,&lt;br /&gt;so my will be granted.&lt;br /&gt;Oh how grateful I am to his majesty,&lt;br /&gt;that your highness is able to read this lame message and curse this lame person who's trying to impress thou without saying '_ 17th_!'&lt;br /&gt;B*tch, ya yell,&lt;br /&gt;but heard not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, your princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Inbox:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soh Hui Yi&lt;br /&gt;03-Oct-07 12:02 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch! Thanks v v much :) am super touched :) and i am with the hottie prince right now. Haha i am super happy right now :) hugs and kisses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read 'ya' as ya, not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got this norm/system(I'm very organised in certain things). I save full names (If the subject has got only three syllables) and I've been scolded over and over, only by the femmes. Because they're the only ones who like invading my privacy without my permission-that's why 'invading' is used. I didn't allow them, that's for sure. Them, I have to exclude JolWee. She respects my privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, Kate (TingXin) made me sound so despo in her blog. That's so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/kate.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She has developed, I would say this habit of molesting or in a nicer way, touching, my stomach.  Not only that part,  she touched my  ... (erm, better stop there, it's too personal) once or twice. I looked at her, she was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;selamba saje&lt;/span&gt;. Of course I gave her a loud 'Wei!'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since three of us is back in Muar, we went out for supper. After eating, they started touching each other's stomach, then TingXin's hand came over to mine. Then she started comparing. I'm so getting used to it now because they have been doing that. I think JolWee won't do it? Well, it has been a long time since four of us hang out together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Malaysian Studies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871146041553166481-6263252785964988025?l=jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/feeds/6263252785964988025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4871146041553166481&amp;postID=6263252785964988025' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/6263252785964988025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871146041553166481/posts/default/6263252785964988025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcjessjessiejessica.blogspot.com/2007/10/kate-made-me-sound-so-despo.html' title='i&apos;m a desperado'/><author><name>jcjessjessiejessica</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871146041553166481.post-2978981588210356085</id><published>2007-10-02T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T22:24:37.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>purple highlighter pei yi has not</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After NINE hours, or more, of class today,  duh I'm still awake. Apparently, I did not fall asleep for even a split second though I felt sleepy, and yawned. It's just human nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I accompanied Punitha to see Mr Teo. The waiting was long.  Out of boredom, I discovered/learned some things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Firstly, Mr Teo brings a white comb in his back pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, Sharon (Mr Teo's secretary) has a pair of spongebob slippers under her desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I saw Kiran. The picture of her in the article given by Ms. Joyce is totally different. I thought she was a Chinese at first who looked like she came from China. So, the picture in the article isn't her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, Sharon has a car-plat-like-of-thing with her name on it, sitting on some bear. It's fine with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, they're working on having CIMA as another course?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth, Mr Teo gonna belanja some people in some Chinese restaurant near Extreme Park for lunch on Thursday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wasn't eavesdropping. I couldn't help but to hear, you know. (If only my phone or camera was with me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siang was flaunting her talent in singing in class today. Spectacular. She has great confidence and she was singing, not croaking. Wow her. But, she has 'warned' us not to upload the video into YouTube or similar. I respect her. Or else, she won't want to be my friend. X(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went to search for Malaysian Studies textbook in the library just now. To some, I may appear &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kiasu&lt;/span&gt; or crazy. But I seriously got no idea what she has taught in class. Or to whether we will be able to gain sufficient marks from the project, so that we could care less about the exam on Thursday. My lecturer isn't Ms. Julie, so no notes. I wouldn't want to repeat this subject. Does the same goes to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why did everyone(those who had haircut) have time to go to the saloon or whatever, but not me? And why is this trend in the class where many people get their hair cut after PT? PeiYi discovered this. A new discovery!, besides similar names like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;chialiangCHIEN-CHENjeangmeng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; YAPchoehouk-teoYAPyan&lt;br /&gt;kerKIMsoon-chaisengKIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jotted down the names of those who cut their hair after PT1 somewhere, because the number is just significant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My pencilcase at its worst condition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on 22nd of September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/P9220945.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff232/jcjessjessiejessica/DSC00047.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticed the pink spot? Seek PeiYi for ex
