<?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-8736438567724666893</id><updated>2011-08-03T08:30:42.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the lovely</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>180</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-3810771835490528937</id><published>2011-01-16T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T15:08:50.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From every wound, there's a scar. And every scar tells a story..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What if I forget you tomorrow?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&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/8736438567724666893-3810771835490528937?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/3810771835490528937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=3810771835490528937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/3810771835490528937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/3810771835490528937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2011/01/from-every-wound-theres-scar-and-every.html' title='From every wound, there&apos;s a scar. And every scar tells a story..'/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-506412646143862001</id><published>2009-12-03T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T01:40:13.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HAVE a life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;After slogging my ass off for the past 1 1/2 years, I finally get to rest. Like really rest. No more targets, no more office politics, and most importantly, no more bitches! yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This afternoon, I had this damn weird dream. I dreamt that I was showering in this huge ass bathroom, and when I wanted to turn off the water, I just couldn't! And I was so stressed. Why, I have no idea. Anyway, baby called and he totally saved me la, I was so stressed I didn't dare to go back to sleep. Okay, that was super random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yeap, back to my life. I never felt so good for very long. You know, for my current job, I kinda work round the clock. And I'm serious! I get clients calling at weird timings and asking super random questions. Even when I leave my office, I don't exactly 'knock off'. Now, I get 'me' time. Something I've always yearned for but was impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm super excited! I've got this whole freaking list of things that I've always wanted to do but repeatedly shelved back due to the lack of time. Now I get to do all these things! But guess what, the things that I wanna do all require quite abit of $$$. Like I've wanted to learn oil on canvas painting for the longest time. I wanna learn calligraphy too! I wanna attend cooking classes. I wanna take up dancing classes. I wanna do so many things! But they're so ex. Arghghhgh. Should've saved up in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyway, we decided that we shall not go bintan. Shall spend the money doing fun things in Singapore! I shall come up with our plan tomorrow. Who says you can't have fun without alot of money. I will prove you wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"We're divas on a dime"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Su&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-506412646143862001?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/506412646143862001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=506412646143862001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/506412646143862001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/506412646143862001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-life.html' title='I HAVE a life'/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-2337680495064793423</id><published>2009-12-02T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T00:23:44.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a total genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;This is gonna sound bimbotic but I don't care! I actually taught baby how to reduce the number for the minimum axis on some graph! It's important okay, cuz it's for some assignment *ahem*. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyway, back to my nails, it's super nice. I like french tips, but manicures dont last more than 2 days without it chipping etc. It doesn't help that I'm super clumsy too. I can like accidentally knock against some sharp edges on the day the manicure is done. zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxUyUWmp6PI/AAAAAAAACCE/DqC7jOQUdhA/s1600/IMG00048-20091201-2256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxUyUWmp6PI/AAAAAAAACCE/DqC7jOQUdhA/s400/IMG00048-20091201-2256.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My nail extensions! Super chio but it's giving me helluva bad time trying to type =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxUywgxJIjI/AAAAAAAACCM/8_3gafzjdLU/s1600/IMG00049-20091201-2256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxUywgxJIjI/AAAAAAAACCM/8_3gafzjdLU/s400/IMG00049-20091201-2256.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Looks super compatible with my hello kitty keyboard! Got this at city square. Quite ex tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxUzLH1rEUI/AAAAAAAACCU/dhjWf_2QNT4/s1600/IMG00035-20091129-2015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxUzLH1rEUI/AAAAAAAACCU/dhjWf_2QNT4/s400/IMG00035-20091129-2015.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The packaging is super cute la. But not sure what's with the "I Love Apple" thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxU1GIqAk9I/AAAAAAAACCs/kOepU3BIXNA/s400/IMG00046-20091201-2255.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxU03bexOxI/AAAAAAAACCk/arBejUwIH5s/s400/IMG00045-20091201-2255.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Super cute la, there's like kitty heads everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxU2aYpOzxI/AAAAAAAACC0/2_Z9D2yM0WE/s400/IMG00040-20091129-2019.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ridiculously cute tea pot! I've been drink lotsa pu-er tea since I bought this hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxU3CoBNUpI/AAAAAAAACC8/EHHfzm4In74/s400/IMG00034-20091129-2014.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I bought super lots of mags from MPH cuz it's how cheap. Yeap, on the extreme right it's Invisible Trade. I know this book's out for eons, but never really thought of buying it then. Since it's relatively affordable, I thought i might as well just buy it! I'm 3/4 way through the book, quite an interesting read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxU6wzTbViI/AAAAAAAACDE/6LSje9-_A1s/s400/IMG00037-20091129-2016.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lashes from Sasa, didn't see this brand of lashes in Singapore though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxU7gVuug4I/AAAAAAAACDM/GqlVYOv0wmA/s400/IMG00038-20091129-2017.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Random things from Face Shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxU7_2pV2XI/AAAAAAAACDU/1K_HcuMRyEw/s400/IMG00039-20091129-2017.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;These are nicer than wrigley's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Actually I bought more stuff but too lazy to take photos. Anyway, we went to this Hong Kong cafe (can't recall the name).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxU87A5VaMI/AAAAAAAACDc/DtU_5Ii4K3c/s400/IMG00023-20091129-1610.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The teh peng is damn nice. I highly recommend it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxU9weJ01JI/AAAAAAAACDk/9xAMz1Ndjyw/s400/IMG00025-20091129-1612.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Some longan tea, I was so upset cuz I meant to order another drink.&amp;nbsp;You know how irritating it is - cafes like these like to cram all their dishes and the like all onto a lil piece of paper. It's how confusing la, there are tiny boxes everywhere! So, moral of the story is, *ahem* it's not my fault that I ticked wrongly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxU-_7X1ntI/AAAAAAAACDs/6cPuS0XGea4/s400/IMG00028-20091129-1614.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Waffles with banana and chocolate sauce! Heavenly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxU_xQNQLlI/AAAAAAAACD0/AAwj2pEn5L0/s400/IMG00029-20091129-1615.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bacon-wrapped fishcake. I thought I tasted water chestnut too (weird combination). It looks super disgusting, but tastes quite okay actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxVArulE7WI/AAAAAAAACD8/N3R19n_G9q4/s400/IMG00031-20091129-1621.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cheese baked pork chop rice. I think the one at Kim Gary's is better. Not that this one sucked though, just abit bland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxVBRP2EA4I/AAAAAAAACEE/MIgnP66I0iY/s400/IMG00027-20091129-1613.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Inside the cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Abrupt end. I'm so tired I'm gonna sleep now. *yawn*&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/8736438567724666893-2337680495064793423?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/2337680495064793423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=2337680495064793423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/2337680495064793423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/2337680495064793423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-total-genius.html' title='i&apos;m a total genius'/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SxUyUWmp6PI/AAAAAAAACCE/DqC7jOQUdhA/s72-c/IMG00048-20091201-2256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-1694744571413703837</id><published>2009-11-30T03:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T03:38:23.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i freaking cant get to sleep!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, i have no idea what i'm doing at such an unearthly hour -_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm supposed to be asleep. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;but. i. can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm super irritated with myself. i have this sudden urge to blog, and that's why i'm here! problem is, it's so freaking hard to type with my nail extensions. it's been a week and i still can't get used to it =( but it's super chio la, so i guess i'm willing to compr0mise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, i went to jb for the first time (in many years). it was...... well, okay? not as bad as i thought it would be. BUT, i was only at city square lol. so technically, i didnt really venture beyond the m'sian customs hahaha. anyway, back to city square, it's FREAKING fun i tell y0u. okay i was exaggerating. but still, i enjoyed myself so much i felt super guilty when i got back. perhaps that's the reason why i can't get to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i know i sound super ridiculous but sometimes i feel this sense of guilt whenever i feel over the moon. but not in a way like 'i think i don't deserve to be happy' or something, but more of 'hmm, here i am, so blessed. there are so many more people out there who aren't as fortunate as me' - thus the guilt, get it? yayaya, some may think i'm crazy, but it's not like i can help it what!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess i just have to learn to count my blessings and be thankful. perhaps it's because of &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;incident that made me so depressed i can't think straight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forgive and forget. this is what i get from people. ya, what else can i do except to let the matter go? anyway it's not like i ever wanna salvage it or whatsoever, it's just that, i still can't believe something like this can happen. perhaps all along i've kept everything to myself, like my innermost feelings/thoughts and i needed an avenue to express my thoughts. i guess i made the right move afterall. if i d0n't ever leave, i probably will never snap out of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alright, it's time to sleep. i shall upload the pictures another time. ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. i feel wayyy better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/8736438567724666893-1694744571413703837?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/1694744571413703837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=1694744571413703837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/1694744571413703837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/1694744571413703837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-freaking-cant-get-to-sleep.html' title='i freaking cant get to sleep!'/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-5692350355270927599</id><published>2009-10-19T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:53:05.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>follow your heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's in times like this that i realise how much my family means to me - a sense of guilt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is it worth it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 very different people coming together - beauty? or tragedy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;words can't express how i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'follow your heart' i heard a whisper. yes, for once jasmine, follow your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it shouldn't be this way, it shouldn't feel this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;afraid to express myself at times, for it may cause more complications&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after giving so much, after putting in so much, it ain't easy to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;something not meant to be, holding on prolongs the misery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-5692350355270927599?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/5692350355270927599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=5692350355270927599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/5692350355270927599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/5692350355270927599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2009/10/follow-your-heart.html' title='follow your heart'/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-8557901388612430826</id><published>2009-06-15T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T23:43:07.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*comeback*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's such a pity that this blog has culminated into an avenue for the venting of my frustrations. but then again, i'm not complaining. somehow or rather, i find comfort in expressing myself in strings of words which actually makes no sense if they are separated into individual characters. isn't language marvellous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, whoever had such a great impact so as to make me sit in front of my pc, once again, and complete this entry? contrary to what you may think, it's actually, imho, a big fucker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;right. i've been trying real hard not to cuss but this is way beyond me. i. just. cannot. retain. my. composure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;actuallly i have no idea where to start. this person, which i shall affectionately name &lt;b&gt;deluded&lt;/b&gt; is the epitome of bitches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;firstly, her conceit deluded her to believe that she's smart. the moment i saw her she couldn't wait to gush with pride which school she was from, what her major was blah. but just in case you didn't realise, my dear girl, yours truly rejected your school, and secondly i'm sorry to inform you that any tom, dick and harry can easily take 2 majors. all you have to do is tell the school you WANT to take up another major. that's all. it's quite a pity you have been living in your own world, but i'm telling you, students from other school have to WORK HARD and only the top few of the cohort are eligible to take up two majors. get the difference? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;secondly, she speaks with this weird accent which one of my friends commented 'my maid speaks with this kinda accent too!' it's the try-too-hard-but-sorry-i-still-can't-tell-if-it's-a-british-american-or-whatever-the-flying-fuck-accent you are desperately trying to emulate. i'm telling you this, i despise idiots who aren't proud of their roots. be it those who think not being able to speak mandarin is cool or those who try too hard to speak like they're a bloody foreigner because they think they'll be much superior that way. my take? get real. you obviously have an asian face with asian features, most importantly, you, bloody hell, have yellow skin.&lt;br /&gt;SO LIVE WITH IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;next, this lil bitch pretended to be so nice to me i seriously fell for it. just because i genuinely tried to be nice doesn't mean you can take advantage of me and manipulate my trust! pretending to be interested in our conversation and thereafter using whatever i say against me is so perfidious. the worst thing is, the bitch, on a few occasions, deliberately said certain things to mislead me into saying things that sounded much more casual than befits the occasion. which, i of course have to take some of the blame. i shouldn't have trusted that lil bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finally, men. yes. men. how can i miss out this category. she was all smiles when she saw a guy. oh puleez, haven't you seen any cuter ones around? are you that deprived? oh i shouldn't have asked, someone of your calibre have to resort to blatantly flirting in order to get the other gender's attention. oh wells, god is fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whatever it is, it sure sounds like a winning formula for bitches wannabe. i'm just freaking pissed because this idiot used such underhand means to make people fall for the trap. everyone thinks that you deliberately make me look bad because you feel inferior. come on, why else would anyone in the right mind judge professionalism only by appearance? you obviously have no life, have no idea how to make up etc. but even if you knew how to0 make up, i doubt you will look anywhere near human. you prolly have to pay a visit to a surgeon to and change your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;also, the next time before you even start to criticize others, take a good look at yourself first. i didn't tell it to the others on that day itself because i was sensitive. i thought having bad breath for a girl is kinda embarrassing, so i kept it to myself. that's why, the next time, before you even complain that people stink of cigarettes, check if your breath stinks first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alright, i feel so much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-8557901388612430826?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/8557901388612430826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=8557901388612430826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/8557901388612430826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/8557901388612430826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2009/06/comeback-its-such-pity-that-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-363794322916958897</id><published>2009-06-14T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T17:00:52.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;quote from one of my previous entries:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"but like typical melodramas, full of unnecessary emotions, accompanied by tears, things end the stereotypical way. the meanies will get their just deserts. its only a matter of time.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-363794322916958897?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/363794322916958897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=363794322916958897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/363794322916958897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/363794322916958897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2009/06/quote-from-one-of-my-previous-entries.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-33015748964586300</id><published>2008-09-06T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:47:53.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*contentment*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think being contented is a virtue. How many of us earthlings can actually walk the talk? We always tell people being contented is important, but how many of us actually practise it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm in a super emo mood now. But I'm glad. Really. Cuz at least I know I'm still human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Three months into the job. For the entire period, work was always my top priority. Family, boyfriend and friends come after that. I'm tired. Really tired. I need some 'me' time. And I find it very comforting to just stone in my room alone and cry. Throughout this period, there are happy and sad times. Like all jobs, my job comes with the usual goods and bads. For me, I can still say I'm rather positive. But, somehow, things just dont go the way I want it to be. Which, of course is perfectly normal. But when you see people pulling through difficult times, you ask yourself, will I ever pull through this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wouldnt say I'm a pessimistic person, but I cant say that I'm optimistic either. Okay I dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One thing for sure, I'm trying to learn to be contented. Be contented with what I have. A contented person is a happy person because deep down inside, she knows that she has got the whole world under her feet. On the contrary, a person who isnt contented with her life will never be happy. Because when she looks back, she'll think, I should have done this/that, even when she has achieved something worth celebrating. And sadly, I have to admit that I fall into this category. Somehow or rather, I find that I constantly try to tell myself that I'm not good enough. In fact, I'm never and will never be good enough. When people congratulate me, I'll think that what I've achieved isnt a great deal, because if it was, I wouldnt have been able to achieve it in the first place. This is seriously ridiculous. Okay I know I'm not making sense but people with the same frequency should understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love my family. I'm really grateful that I was born in this family. I''m grateful to my parents so so so much. They are the only ones who'll stand by me through thick and thin. Everything that I've been through, they are always there to share my joy or sorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love my boyfriend. Baby if you're reading this, I'd like to say a big thank you to you. Thank you for standing by me. We've made through the one-year mark. Not easy, I would say. For someone like me, being with a same person for more than a year is not easy. In the past, I didnt learn to cherish everything I have, be it loved ones or things. But now, after so many incidents, I've grown up and also learnt to cherish and love the people around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I used to be in a mess because I didnt learn to be contented with what I have. I'd say I was once a victim to the-grass-is-always-greener-on-the-other-side-syndrome. Which is sad. This time round, I'm determined not to let it happen again. Ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-33015748964586300?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/33015748964586300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=33015748964586300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/33015748964586300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/33015748964586300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2008/09/contentment-i-think-being-contented-is.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-1894256906710288239</id><published>2008-06-16T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T22:01:37.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*fall for you*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, baby came up to me and said "i came across this song rencently, it's very nice. i wanna sing it to you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBfI-YEZ2kM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBfI-YEZ2kM&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm in love. with you. with the song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-1894256906710288239?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/1894256906710288239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=1894256906710288239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/1894256906710288239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/1894256906710288239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2008/06/fall-for-you-one-day-baby-came-up-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-5010314595829716570</id><published>2008-06-15T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T22:06:46.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*The grass is always greener on this side*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, to hell with the adage "the grass is always greener on the other side". I think this is an excuse to not give it your all, be it in relationships or work. I choose to think that the grass is always greener on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you come across people who tell you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Why didnt i cherish my ex when we were together? I'm beginning to wonder why i chose (the current guy/girl)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) My previous job provides me with this/that but how come this supposedly 'better' job feels even more sucky?&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Familiar? Of course, otherwise the word "regret" wouldnt have existed. Actually i feel it's really important to cherish what you have and never look back, no matter what. No one wants to lead a life full of regrets right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, im sure some of you may be wondering 'what the hell is she talking about??!' but hey, i'm 100% sure i'm not spouting rubbish. soo, try to make some sense outta it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-5010314595829716570?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/5010314595829716570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=5010314595829716570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/5010314595829716570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/5010314595829716570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2008/06/grass-is-always-greener-on-this-side-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-2722452527941024622</id><published>2008-06-05T00:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T00:48:16.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*over the moon* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;REMARK: YOU HAVE COMPLETED THE DEGREE OF BACHELOR OF BUSINESS WITH SECOND CLASS HONOURS (UPPER DIVISION) WITH A FIRST SPECIALISATION IN BANKING &amp;amp; FINANCE AND A MINOR IN SOCIOLOGY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I AM FREAKING HAPPY. I CANT FIND ANY WORDS AT THE MOMENT TO DESCRIBE HOW I FEEL NOW. zsj's so sweet, he gave us an A+ for fyp! its like ooooomg. omg. omg. omg. omg. omg. that's not all actually, i cant believe i actually did quite well for ab311 and hs203! haha i'm how lucky! gosh. i almost fainted just now. all these time i've been praying so hard to pass ab311 and i'm so glad i did better than i had expected! and as for hs203, the whole freaking world was asking me why i took a compulsory module when i could have chosen an easier one to do. my tutor even told us hs203 was like one of the hardest modules to take! i was super sad the entire sem la! cuz ab311 basically took up all of my time and i chose like the hardest module to take for my minor zzz. but then now i feel the effort was worth it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yay! im so happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-2722452527941024622?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/2722452527941024622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=2722452527941024622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/2722452527941024622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/2722452527941024622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2008/06/over-moon-remark-you-have-completed.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-6294559653835611811</id><published>2008-06-04T12:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:51:26.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*nothing*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;results will be out soon! omg omg omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;meeting the guys later to have dinner! and then gotta go back to feed tamme and ricki. i think i lack sleep. tamme woke me up at like 11am SHARP today. i think he was hungry cuz he whined non-stop zzz. give me my beauty sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-6294559653835611811?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/6294559653835611811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=6294559653835611811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/6294559653835611811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/6294559653835611811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2008/06/nothing-results-will-be-out-soon-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-326978854759091577</id><published>2008-06-04T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T01:00:01.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*moment of truth*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Results will be out like in a day's time. I'm quite anxious actually because if I do relatively well this sem, my overall GPA may just improve and move up to the 2nd upper's range! Haha, okay I wish. I'm serious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ya, and I'm up now because I cant get to sleep! I cant quite understand why I'll lose my appetite during the time of the month. Not that I'm complaining! But it's quite bad today because I'm practically surviving on liquids the entire afternoon. I didnt feel hungry at all! I drank a lot of milk because I was feeling dizzy and eventually ate some fishball noodles at like 8pm because I was craving for something savoury. And I'm regretting now. Because I cant get to sleep. Everytime I try to lie down, I can feel puke at the back of my throat. Boo hoo. And so here I am, blogging at 1am in the morning. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-326978854759091577?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/326978854759091577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=326978854759091577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/326978854759091577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/326978854759091577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2008/06/moment-of-truth-results-will-be-out.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-7269499731313087991</id><published>2008-06-03T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T19:27:21.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*update update!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My blog's definitely in need of some updating I guess. So here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Rosemarie went on a month-long break and so therefore here I am, taking care of my two babies and cleaning up my own room. -_- This means, I have to get up latest at 11am (which is so early!) and if I ever go out, be back by like 7.30pm. Why? Because I have to feed them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I used to think like my maid has got nothing much to do, besides taking care of my beloved darlings. I mean, come on, how hard can cleaning up the room and taking care of two dogs be? But I was hell wrong! It's super duper tiring can!! And I'm only like cleaning up my own room!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My typical day sans Rosemarie: Wake up at 11am - Feed babies - Bathe them every 3 days - Wash some clothes - Clean up my room - Slack (watch dvds, vcds, l word and big brother's house) Haha, yes, I love multitasking so I normally turn on two programmes at once! - Meet baby for dinner - Feed babies - Slack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How boring right? Yawn. I cant wait for her to be back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I celebrated my 22nd birthday with a bbq party! Hmm, I'm not really a fan of bbq food, but I reckon since the last bbq party I attended was more than like what, 5 years ago? A bbq party would be perfect! Alas, the perfect cloudy evening I was hoping for didnt happen. It was threatening to rain the entire afternoon and it did eventually, at like 5.30pm, which was PERFECT. I had to lug the stuff all the way from baby's house to the dumb pit IN THE RAIN! My arms hurt like hell the next day. All the while I was cussing like nobody's business. Like, to-hell-with-all-that-demure-shit kinda cussing haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, back to the dumb weather. I totally love bbq-ing in the rain. It was so bloody fun trying to arrange the charcoal and fire starter thing in the rain. Especially when you just showered and you have non waterproof eyeliner on your face. How cool right? I was super duper pissed, but baby kept assuring that the rain will go away. It did eventually, but not before getting all the benches and all my things wet! Thinking back, I was actually quite lucky because it was only a tiny drizzle. It it were to rain heavily, the whole bbq party would be screwed cuz we didnt manage to get the function room. Oh well, my birthday party was still a blast despite the gloomy weather! I'll upload the pictures soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Just some random thoughts. I dont understand why there are more and more super LC people in Singapore. Not only are they super low class, they're like ridiculous! Last week baby and I went to cineleisure to catch Made of Honour, and we met this super rude woman who had the cheek to cut our queue and pretend nothing had happened. I cant believe there're are such people around, seriously. Whatever happened to all that courtesy campaign shit? It's people like these that gives Singaporeans a bad name. We've been branded 'kiasu' and all that shit by dumb people who have nothing better to do for ages! A note to these people, come on, open up your eyes next time and look around. Not every Singaporean behaves badly okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A more recent incident. I was at an ice-cream shop at Bugis Junction on 1st June and I had to meet this disgusting woman with a fucked up face. She was like the most ridiculous and screwed up person I've seen since forever. Baby and I were in front of the glass display looking at the flavours when she just knocked her fat body onto baby and squeezed in front of us. I was like WTF?! Were we invisible or was she blind? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aby was like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; "eh, why's she like that". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was super offended by that fugly woman la! So I commented audibly: "because somebody's rude, that's why". She turned around and gave me this dirty look. And then, she whispered to her daughter "crazy woman, anyhow say people rude."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you imagine how pissed I was?! I mean like, this fat and fugly woman knocked into him without apologising, cut right in front of us when we're obviously staring into the display. And she had the cheek to call me crazy! What the hell?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, we ordered the strawberry cheesecake flavour and the saleslady thought we wanted to try so she took a small amount and passed it to us. Ideclined the offer and thanked her. Not before saying: " we're not as cheapskate as somebody who tries every single flavour." That remark was obviously meant for her but I think her pea sized brain couldnt function quick enough for her to realise that. How sick right? She totally ruined my entire afternoon. I must have been really unlucky to have met such a person. zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-7269499731313087991?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7269499731313087991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=7269499731313087991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7269499731313087991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7269499731313087991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2008/06/update-update-my-blogs-definitely-in.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-8213234651014711037</id><published>2008-05-20T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:59:28.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Hokkaido II*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDG2_WQZUKI/AAAAAAAABPw/4iVYpUYc-rw/s1600-h/71.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202140244011995298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDG2_WQZUKI/AAAAAAAABPw/4iVYpUYc-rw/s320/71.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think it's called uni. Sea urchin.Tastes... well, not too bad. I hate sashimi but this one leaves a sweet aftertaste. Everyone said it was super fresh, I don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDG2iWQZUJI/AAAAAAAABPo/Ak9L_HBFBZs/s1600-h/72.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202139745795788946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDG2iWQZUJI/AAAAAAAABPo/Ak9L_HBFBZs/s320/72.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is chutoro. I said I don't eat sashimi, but hell, I love this! One look at it and you can't wait to pop these darlings into your mouth. Not only is it nice, it's damn ex too! Haha about 20 bucks per piece. I think Tatsuya has got very good sashimi too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDG2MGQZUII/AAAAAAAABPg/5zNzW4kcFmQ/s1600-h/73.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202139363543699586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDG2MGQZUII/AAAAAAAABPg/5zNzW4kcFmQ/s320/73.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The alaskan crab is how fresh. I don't eat crabs usually, but I ate quite a bit back in Japan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDG1q2QZUHI/AAAAAAAABPY/jSKEcd6c6rQ/s1600-h/74.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202138792313049202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDG1q2QZUHI/AAAAAAAABPY/jSKEcd6c6rQ/s320/74.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything is super kawaii there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDG1SmQZUGI/AAAAAAAABPQ/_LUqmrjqcoQ/s1600-h/75.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202138375701221474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDG1SmQZUGI/AAAAAAAABPQ/_LUqmrjqcoQ/s320/75.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love sunsets. Look at the clouds..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDG05WQZUFI/AAAAAAAABPI/ULkq51qME48/s1600-h/76.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202137941909524562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDG05WQZUFI/AAAAAAAABPI/ULkq51qME48/s320/76.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Breathtaking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDG0jWQZUEI/AAAAAAAABPA/8z9q5G5HjSU/s1600-h/77.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202137563952402498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDG0jWQZUEI/AAAAAAAABPA/8z9q5G5HjSU/s320/77.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They have corn potage in vending machines! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDG0HWQZUDI/AAAAAAAABO4/0Ulr4lrP5o0/s1600-h/78.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202137082916065330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDG0HWQZUDI/AAAAAAAABO4/0Ulr4lrP5o0/s320/78.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGzxmQZUCI/AAAAAAAABOw/1cF0ulq1uZ0/s1600-h/79.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202136709253910562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGzxmQZUCI/AAAAAAAABOw/1cF0ulq1uZ0/s320/79.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Little pony with a super kawaii plait on its forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGzWGQZUBI/AAAAAAAABOo/oTvJkFuSiQ0/s1600-h/80.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202136236807507986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGzWGQZUBI/AAAAAAAABOo/oTvJkFuSiQ0/s320/80.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the sakura petals fall off the trees, they tie tiny pieces of colourful candies on the branches as a form of embellishment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202135824490647554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGy-GQZUAI/AAAAAAAABOg/fanp-UgAla8/s320/81.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Button sakura tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGyZGQZT_I/AAAAAAAABOY/m6utHdi0yIY/s1600-h/82.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202135188835487730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGyZGQZT_I/AAAAAAAABOY/m6utHdi0yIY/s320/82.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They're so pretty! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGxa2QZT-I/AAAAAAAABOQ/8EFdGCSnGAw/s1600-h/83.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202134119388631010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGxa2QZT-I/AAAAAAAABOQ/8EFdGCSnGAw/s320/83.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An pan man! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGw-2QZT9I/AAAAAAAABOI/B7lI32slrcM/s1600-h/84.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202133638352293842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGw-2QZT9I/AAAAAAAABOI/B7lI32slrcM/s320/84.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGwnWQZT8I/AAAAAAAABOA/p-liQA2Kk7o/s1600-h/85.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202133234625368002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGwnWQZT8I/AAAAAAAABOA/p-liQA2Kk7o/s320/85.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can make a postcard out of this! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGv7mQZT7I/AAAAAAAABN4/8XSJ0YlnMu8/s1600-h/86.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202132483006091186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGv7mQZT7I/AAAAAAAABN4/8XSJ0YlnMu8/s320/86.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGvoGQZT6I/AAAAAAAABNw/FOim_MlPag4/s1600-h/87.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202132147998642082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGvoGQZT6I/AAAAAAAABNw/FOim_MlPag4/s320/87.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The clouds look almost fake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGvT2QZT5I/AAAAAAAABNo/sensXT4XuUc/s1600-h/88.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202131800106291090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGvT2QZT5I/AAAAAAAABNo/sensXT4XuUc/s320/88.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't they resemble big fluffy marshmallows? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGu9WQZT4I/AAAAAAAABNg/eVF-addzhdM/s1600-h/89.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202131413559234434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGu9WQZT4I/AAAAAAAABNg/eVF-addzhdM/s320/89.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGulWQZT3I/AAAAAAAABNY/sT8I4Iy3OmU/s1600-h/90.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202131001242374002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGulWQZT3I/AAAAAAAABNY/sT8I4Iy3OmU/s320/90.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGuG2QZT2I/AAAAAAAABNQ/Z19gj6sUZw8/s1600-h/91.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202130477256363874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGuG2QZT2I/AAAAAAAABNQ/Z19gj6sUZw8/s320/91.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By this time, I've already got sick of eating hotpots. They seriously come with all your three meals everyday zzz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGtrmQZT1I/AAAAAAAABNI/uVYMRFA1wFI/s1600-h/92.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202130009104928594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGtrmQZT1I/AAAAAAAABNI/uVYMRFA1wFI/s320/92.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gas station named Jass. How cool is it haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGtTGQZT0I/AAAAAAAABNA/rNvU6wX494E/s1600-h/93.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202129588198133570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGtTGQZT0I/AAAAAAAABNA/rNvU6wX494E/s320/93.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGspGQZTzI/AAAAAAAABM4/hbWidmVWthI/s1600-h/94.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202128866643627826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGspGQZTzI/AAAAAAAABM4/hbWidmVWthI/s320/94.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'd bought this thinking that it was some kit kat beverage, but was super disappointed to find 4 bars of kit kat chocolate inside =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But then again, only the Japanese will sell kit kat chocolate in a vending machine in a yes, glass bottle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGsCWQZTyI/AAAAAAAABMw/GAcKcqK6s1Y/s1600-h/95.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202128200923696930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGsCWQZTyI/AAAAAAAABMw/GAcKcqK6s1Y/s320/95.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Copper! Not gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGrm2QZTxI/AAAAAAAABMo/QhGOHGERKqQ/s1600-h/96.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202127728477294354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGrm2QZTxI/AAAAAAAABMo/QhGOHGERKqQ/s320/96.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Crystals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGq3mQZTwI/AAAAAAAABMg/OGF7YMIwztk/s1600-h/97.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202126916728475394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGq3mQZTwI/AAAAAAAABMg/OGF7YMIwztk/s320/97.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGqdmQZTvI/AAAAAAAABMY/EGCDx6c1D-Q/s1600-h/98.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202126470051876594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGqdmQZTvI/AAAAAAAABMY/EGCDx6c1D-Q/s320/98.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gold ore. But it looks damn ugly here lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGp5mQZTuI/AAAAAAAABMQ/DybcWukAsss/s1600-h/99.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202125851576585954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGp5mQZTuI/AAAAAAAABMQ/DybcWukAsss/s320/99.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Snow mountain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGplGQZTtI/AAAAAAAABMI/unQr4PyPX0M/s1600-h/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202125499389267666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGplGQZTtI/AAAAAAAABMI/unQr4PyPX0M/s320/100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Looks like a piece of cow hide from afar no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGo0mQZTrI/AAAAAAAABL4/2YVXUEQTUiY/s1600-h/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202124666165612210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGo0mQZTrI/AAAAAAAABL4/2YVXUEQTUiY/s320/102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Potential postcard =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGocGQZTqI/AAAAAAAABLw/KPU7uGg1yGs/s1600-h/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202124245258817186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGocGQZTqI/AAAAAAAABLw/KPU7uGg1yGs/s320/103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Melting snow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGoHmQZTpI/AAAAAAAABLo/B3p6tMEZQLU/s1600-h/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202123893071498898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGoHmQZTpI/AAAAAAAABLo/B3p6tMEZQLU/s320/104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I used my finger to leave my name in the snow. Which was of course a dumb idea cuz my index finger literally froze and I thought it was gonna come off. But thank God it didn't =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGnvGQZToI/AAAAAAAABLg/jd9mz9Nse1A/s1600-h/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202123472164703874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGnvGQZToI/AAAAAAAABLg/jd9mz9Nse1A/s320/105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another potential postcard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGnaWQZTnI/AAAAAAAABLY/dhQ501SA7uM/s1600-h/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202123115682418290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGnaWQZTnI/AAAAAAAABLY/dhQ501SA7uM/s320/106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Super pretty right? I love taking pictures of the sun if you guys haven't already realise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGnJWQZTmI/AAAAAAAABLQ/uohV2bQVGbU/s1600-h/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202122823624642146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGnJWQZTmI/AAAAAAAABLQ/uohV2bQVGbU/s320/107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGmxmQZTlI/AAAAAAAABLI/37icQ5VBKhY/s1600-h/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202122415602749010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGmxmQZTlI/AAAAAAAABLI/37icQ5VBKhY/s320/108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm inclined to think that they're coniferous trees &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGmYWQZTkI/AAAAAAAABLA/R3g63dV5Mw4/s1600-h/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202121981811052098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGmYWQZTkI/AAAAAAAABLA/R3g63dV5Mw4/s320/109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Frozen lake! Bottom left of this picture &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGl5GQZTjI/AAAAAAAABK4/5pZggGLRHy4/s1600-h/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202121444940140082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGl5GQZTjI/AAAAAAAABK4/5pZggGLRHy4/s320/110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This looks totally Mongolia I swear. Notice how beautiful the clouds are? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGlkWQZTiI/AAAAAAAABKw/yMQIVGbFKJQ/s1600-h/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202121088457854498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGlkWQZTiI/AAAAAAAABKw/yMQIVGbFKJQ/s320/111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fresh milk from the farm! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGlJWQZThI/AAAAAAAABKo/3g-pyDqmPOc/s1600-h/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202120624601386514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGlJWQZThI/AAAAAAAABKo/3g-pyDqmPOc/s320/112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I call it the meh-meh carpet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGkxWQZTgI/AAAAAAAABKg/ytMpncxnrU0/s1600-h/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202120212284526082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGkxWQZTgI/AAAAAAAABKg/ytMpncxnrU0/s320/113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sheepdog and.. sheeps. Duh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGka2QZTfI/AAAAAAAABKY/QdZDSUn8AAo/s1600-h/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202119825737469426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGka2QZTfI/AAAAAAAABKY/QdZDSUn8AAo/s320/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The clouds look super 3D here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGkC2QZTeI/AAAAAAAABKQ/nHWzwwFhgKE/s1600-h/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202119413420608994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGkC2QZTeI/AAAAAAAABKQ/nHWzwwFhgKE/s320/115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This totally looks like a picture taken from a farm. Which is, right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGjpGQZTdI/AAAAAAAABKI/NDG7HLzL3hI/s1600-h/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202118971038977490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGjpGQZTdI/AAAAAAAABKI/NDG7HLzL3hI/s320/116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGjTGQZTcI/AAAAAAAABKA/flgB421Ar8Q/s1600-h/117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202118593081855426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGjTGQZTcI/AAAAAAAABKA/flgB421Ar8Q/s320/117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Samurai village&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGi7mQZTbI/AAAAAAAABJ4/eSKw1Ls-k4I/s1600-h/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202118189354929586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGi7mQZTbI/AAAAAAAABJ4/eSKw1Ls-k4I/s320/118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See that hotpot again? Anyway it has the most ridiculous name, only if you understand Hokkien, or maybe if you cuss in all sorts of languages haha. It's called nabei. The other kind with the paper on top is called kaminabei, which, actually sounds worse haha. But don't misunderstand, it's nice. But not when you eat at least twice a day for an entire week. It's just like asking you to eat minced meat noodles three meals a day for an entire week. Sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGinGQZTaI/AAAAAAAABJw/Z773vKSd6CY/s1600-h/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202117837167611298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGinGQZTaI/AAAAAAAABJw/Z773vKSd6CY/s320/119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I believe it's some rice field or the like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGiFWQZTZI/AAAAAAAABJo/fpxLuHDDi5E/s1600-h/120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202117257347026322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGiFWQZTZI/AAAAAAAABJo/fpxLuHDDi5E/s320/120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back in Narita airport. I was told Japanese wear only black to work. Which explains why they look like a colony of ants scrambling around in the morning or knock-off time. See the above picture for evidence. Black....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGhOGQZTYI/AAAAAAAABJg/X7Ri0ORPWfY/s1600-h/121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202116308159253890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGhOGQZTYI/AAAAAAAABJg/X7Ri0ORPWfY/s320/121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ramen museum in Yokohama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGguGQZTXI/AAAAAAAABJY/Jx1PmiWww-o/s1600-h/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202115758403439986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGguGQZTXI/AAAAAAAABJY/Jx1PmiWww-o/s320/122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Entrance ticket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGgPWQZTWI/AAAAAAAABJQ/2JOUI0AtYzU/s1600-h/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202115230122462562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGgPWQZTWI/AAAAAAAABJQ/2JOUI0AtYzU/s320/123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was specially designed to replicate ramen stalls in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGe1mQZTVI/AAAAAAAABJI/vdFUuIp3N5M/s1600-h/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202113688229203282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGe1mQZTVI/AAAAAAAABJI/vdFUuIp3N5M/s320/124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Looks ordinary. But this bowl of ramen is by far the tastiest I've eaten so far. Slightly better than Sapporo ramen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGdJWQZTUI/AAAAAAAABJA/5YxcbRnJVrE/s1600-h/125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202111828508364098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGdJWQZTUI/AAAAAAAABJA/5YxcbRnJVrE/s320/125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate the flash. But see my bowl? It's empty! And yes, I wore this jacket deliberately cuz I'm a number one fan of the Japanese team in the World Cup! Although I gotta admit they played like shit in 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGc3mQZTTI/AAAAAAAABI4/tuhCjN7_xzw/s1600-h/126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202111523565686066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGc3mQZTTI/AAAAAAAABI4/tuhCjN7_xzw/s320/126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGcqGQZTSI/AAAAAAAABIw/XTgxBXVaq9I/s1600-h/127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202111291637452066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGcqGQZTSI/AAAAAAAABIw/XTgxBXVaq9I/s320/127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Similarity? We have ERP and they have road tax collectors. Difference? They tax is wayy higher. Almost ridiculous. And if you see how many stops the coach has to make due to these tax collection stations, you'd puke. Seriously. But I'm not saying Singapore's any better. Japan's just a little worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGcVmQZTRI/AAAAAAAABIo/pp45G32-2mg/s1600-h/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202110939450133778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGcVmQZTRI/AAAAAAAABIo/pp45G32-2mg/s320/128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dark clouds..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGb12QZTQI/AAAAAAAABIg/Jq6t7Hg_Lu4/s1600-h/129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202110393989287170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGb12QZTQI/AAAAAAAABIg/Jq6t7Hg_Lu4/s320/129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chinatown in Yokohama. I almost thought I was in Beijing haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGbf2QZTPI/AAAAAAAABIY/KXy5LORzZ10/s1600-h/130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202110016032165106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGbf2QZTPI/AAAAAAAABIY/KXy5LORzZ10/s320/130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Panda. I have no idea. Upcoming Olympics maybe? But I love this picture! SO cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGbSWQZTOI/AAAAAAAABIQ/JXkKUpZe-ek/s1600-h/131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202109784103931106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGbSWQZTOI/AAAAAAAABIQ/JXkKUpZe-ek/s320/131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Their skirts are how short! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGaTWQZTNI/AAAAAAAABII/lEir8T2-VFM/s1600-h/132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202108701772172498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGaTWQZTNI/AAAAAAAABII/lEir8T2-VFM/s320/132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGaFGQZTMI/AAAAAAAABIA/zf0dboEsevw/s1600-h/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202108456959036610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGaFGQZTMI/AAAAAAAABIA/zf0dboEsevw/s320/133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Giant baos. They're about the size of Tamme's head. And the price's ridiculous cuz they cost an average of about 6 to 7 bucks. Yes, even the non-meat ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGZy2QZTLI/AAAAAAAABH4/CJ8wbaZFFco/s1600-h/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202108143426423986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGZy2QZTLI/AAAAAAAABH4/CJ8wbaZFFco/s320/134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGZaWQZTKI/AAAAAAAABHw/cPMvgwvbC4s/s1600-h/135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202107722519628962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGZaWQZTKI/AAAAAAAABHw/cPMvgwvbC4s/s320/135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh I gotta elaborate on this one. We needed the washroom so badly we had to just make do with this one. A whopping 100 Yen person. That's like $1.35 SGD la. Crap. That's by far the most expensive washroom I've visited in my entire life! But they had an explanation for this.. It's supposedly a feng shui toilet. Right, whatever. Anyway, more pictures of this feng shui toilet... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGZE2QZTJI/AAAAAAAABHo/OK2XrLewZ3Q/s1600-h/136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202107353152441490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGZE2QZTJI/AAAAAAAABHo/OK2XrLewZ3Q/s320/136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby cradle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGYg2QZTII/AAAAAAAABHg/hTdwfSLgAyA/s1600-h/137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202106734677150850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGYg2QZTII/AAAAAAAABHg/hTdwfSLgAyA/s320/137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right, the first cubicle.. I don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGWR2QZTHI/AAAAAAAABHY/zdskDGGS_6E/s1600-h/138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202104277955857522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGWR2QZTHI/AAAAAAAABHY/zdskDGGS_6E/s320/138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Second cubicle.. I don't understand too. But I reckon it has got something to do with your career?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGV_GQZTGI/AAAAAAAABHQ/hFXw4RUkzyM/s1600-h/139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202103955833310306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGV_GQZTGI/AAAAAAAABHQ/hFXw4RUkzyM/s320/139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know this! Something to do with money! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGVn2QZTFI/AAAAAAAABHI/QWoL2iBgumg/s1600-h/140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202103556401351762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGVn2QZTFI/AAAAAAAABHI/QWoL2iBgumg/s320/140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fourth cubicle.. I'm not too sure zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203056683797943778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDT4fKf_leI/AAAAAAAABY4/_VvRPZmw5RU/s320/141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This one's about love! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGTaWQZTDI/AAAAAAAABG4/rSIVxT5jgyk/s1600-h/142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202101125449862194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGTaWQZTDI/AAAAAAAABG4/rSIVxT5jgyk/s320/142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Starbucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGE92QZTBI/AAAAAAAABGo/Sv0F3OKUewM/s1600-h/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202085242660801554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGE92QZTBI/AAAAAAAABGo/Sv0F3OKUewM/s320/143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGD8WQZTAI/AAAAAAAABGg/nQUHEgCf7Fw/s1600-h/144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202084117379369986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGD8WQZTAI/AAAAAAAABGg/nQUHEgCf7Fw/s320/144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGDbWQZS_I/AAAAAAAABGY/rmECt3Toy9s/s1600-h/145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202083550443686898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGDbWQZS_I/AAAAAAAABGY/rmECt3Toy9s/s320/145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I order macha latte everywhere I go. This is by far the best macha latte I've tasted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGC0WQZS-I/AAAAAAAABGQ/xdRChHqxgho/s1600-h/146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202082880428788706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGC0WQZS-I/AAAAAAAABGQ/xdRChHqxgho/s320/146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGCN2QZS9I/AAAAAAAABGI/UKyW8OpAUoM/s1600-h/147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202082219003825106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGCN2QZS9I/AAAAAAAABGI/UKyW8OpAUoM/s320/147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Burberry Blue Label. We were so looking forward to visiting this shop cuz Japan's the only country in the world that has Blue Label. But we're super disappointed cuz nothing caught our eyes zzz. I was like hoping to get a bag that's less common but too bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGBo2QZS8I/AAAAAAAABGA/3_TGuPm2aFs/s1600-h/148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202081583348665282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGBo2QZS8I/AAAAAAAABGA/3_TGuPm2aFs/s320/148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ferris wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGBHmQZS7I/AAAAAAAABF4/Sdj0PhF5RGs/s1600-h/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202081012118014898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGBHmQZS7I/AAAAAAAABF4/Sdj0PhF5RGs/s320/149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How come I feel it's like Seoul garden?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGAlWQZS6I/AAAAAAAABFw/eFpnrsOJMRI/s1600-h/150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202080423707495330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGAlWQZS6I/AAAAAAAABFw/eFpnrsOJMRI/s320/150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mushrooms! My fav!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGADWQZS5I/AAAAAAAABFo/LoL4bzLL9Cc/s1600-h/151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202079839591943058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDGADWQZS5I/AAAAAAAABFo/LoL4bzLL9Cc/s320/151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Crabby. This costs like about 200 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDF_WWQZS4I/AAAAAAAABFg/dk8QH6i_0yU/s1600-h/152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202079066497829762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDF_WWQZS4I/AAAAAAAABFg/dk8QH6i_0yU/s320/152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDF92GQZS2I/AAAAAAAABFU/nn18EKSfvHM/s1600-h/153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202077412935420770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDF92GQZS2I/AAAAAAAABFU/nn18EKSfvHM/s320/153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Want a bite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDF8-2QZS1I/AAAAAAAABFM/a2bc_DRBL2M/s1600-h/154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202076463747648338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDF8-2QZS1I/AAAAAAAABFM/a2bc_DRBL2M/s320/154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This one's comparable to those mao tai or er guo tou in China. Super potent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDF7-mQZS0I/AAAAAAAABFE/oREpaRnL9aU/s1600-h/155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202075359941053250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDF7-mQZS0I/AAAAAAAABFE/oREpaRnL9aU/s320/155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taken from a lift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDF7ZWQZSzI/AAAAAAAABE8/Nbq8imkMVWY/s1600-h/156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202074719990926130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDF7ZWQZSzI/AAAAAAAABE8/Nbq8imkMVWY/s320/156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think the flag is flown during the Omatsuri festival. So cute right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDF632QZSyI/AAAAAAAABE0/VUYgMstM2qU/s1600-h/157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202074144465308450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDF632QZSyI/AAAAAAAABE0/VUYgMstM2qU/s320/157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Box full of food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDF6WGQZSxI/AAAAAAAABEs/JuBSUq0t0uY/s1600-h/158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202073564644723474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDF6WGQZSxI/AAAAAAAABEs/JuBSUq0t0uY/s320/158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Super duper delicious milk pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDF5u2QZSwI/AAAAAAAABEk/0CeTP-392fE/s1600-h/159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202072890334857986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDF5u2QZSwI/AAAAAAAABEk/0CeTP-392fE/s320/159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Cheeeeeeeese cakeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDF3yGQZSvI/AAAAAAAABEc/v9VJVXAplrE/s1600-h/160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202070747146177266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDF3yGQZSvI/AAAAAAAABEc/v9VJVXAplrE/s320/160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Air dog. Narita to Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-8213234651014711037?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/8213234651014711037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=8213234651014711037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/8213234651014711037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/8213234651014711037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2008/05/hokkaido-ii-i-think-its-called-uni.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDG2_WQZUKI/AAAAAAAABPw/4iVYpUYc-rw/s72-c/71.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-3890481389971858054</id><published>2008-05-20T10:55:00.079+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T13:09:23.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Hokkaido I*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJpMmQZVSI/AAAAAAAABYw/s8FEvpQ92Do/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202336184715007266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJpMmQZVSI/AAAAAAAABYw/s8FEvpQ92Do/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Narita Airport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJox2QZVRI/AAAAAAAABYo/Shf6GCmO8a8/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202335725153506578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJox2QZVRI/AAAAAAAABYo/Shf6GCmO8a8/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ferris Wheel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJoYmQZVQI/AAAAAAAABYg/O_FuFqB8g00/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202335291361809666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJoYmQZVQI/AAAAAAAABYg/O_FuFqB8g00/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These swiss rolls don't taste as good as they look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJn_WQZVPI/AAAAAAAABYY/k373amuBhY8/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202334857570112754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJn_WQZVPI/AAAAAAAABYY/k373amuBhY8/s320/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Most of the menus you find in Japan are totally in Japanese. I cant understand a shit written here cuz I can't do Kanji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJnl2QZVOI/AAAAAAAABYQ/_oRNSx5Tv-w/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202334419483448546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJnl2QZVOI/AAAAAAAABYQ/_oRNSx5Tv-w/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boarding pass for the domestic flight! See the square at the bottom right? That's something similar to our bar codes, you can check in on your own with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202334075886064850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJnR2QZVNI/AAAAAAAABYI/tJ8_gFMpMCo/s320/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haneda to Sapporo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wont wanna fly on ANA again. The seats are SUPER uncomfy. SIA's still the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJmwGQZVMI/AAAAAAAABYA/0IrKFzdo8BQ/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202333496065479874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJmwGQZVMI/AAAAAAAABYA/0IrKFzdo8BQ/s320/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The toilet bowls there are how cool. The seat warms up when its cold and vice versa. And you've got the bidet and shower button haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJmN2QZVLI/AAAAAAAABX4/BLoSLn3mrBU/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202332907654960306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJmN2QZVLI/AAAAAAAABX4/BLoSLn3mrBU/s320/8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cam whoring first thing in the morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJlmGQZVKI/AAAAAAAABXw/PaG58q-gOgg/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202332224755160226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJlmGQZVKI/AAAAAAAABXw/PaG58q-gOgg/s320/9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJlNmQZVJI/AAAAAAAABXo/mExeLDgt_5A/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202331803848365202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJlNmQZVJI/AAAAAAAABXo/mExeLDgt_5A/s320/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously, besides ramen, breakfast's the only thing I look forward to everyday. I'm not saying the food's bad, but its just too different from what I'd expected. The ramen from Sapporo's super good though, definitely the best I've tried in my entire life. Actually there's this little stall in Bugis Junction selling Sapporo ramen which I remember was not too bad. I tried it once before I left for Hokkaido but I cant really recall how it tastes like. Soo, I'm going back this weekend to try it again! Haha, will let you people know if I still find it good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJkVWQZVII/AAAAAAAABXg/XqUMxiS5LWs/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202330837480723586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJkVWQZVII/AAAAAAAABXg/XqUMxiS5LWs/s320/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Milk produced from Hokkaido's really out of this world. Which also explains their super good ice-cream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJj6WQZVHI/AAAAAAAABXY/TjrGX0r17vg/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202330373624255602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJj6WQZVHI/AAAAAAAABXY/TjrGX0r17vg/s320/12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I have no idea what this is called but I think its 'na dou' in mandarin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJjKWQZVGI/AAAAAAAABXQ/H32XBtjgN84/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202329548990534754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJjKWQZVGI/AAAAAAAABXQ/H32XBtjgN84/s320/13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy after breakfast! But i have no idea why I look super bloated back in Japan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJiymQZVFI/AAAAAAAABXI/ruG66wcbwH8/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202329140968641618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJiymQZVFI/AAAAAAAABXI/ruG66wcbwH8/s320/14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They have nice parks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJiWGQZVEI/AAAAAAAABXA/-HiZO06ILhM/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202328651342369858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJiWGQZVEI/AAAAAAAABXA/-HiZO06ILhM/s320/15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm still trying to figure out what the last character is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJh6WQZVDI/AAAAAAAABW4/bLYdsE9LjwM/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202328174600999986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJh6WQZVDI/AAAAAAAABW4/bLYdsE9LjwM/s320/16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That person in red destroyed my picture. Like totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJhgWQZVCI/AAAAAAAABWw/E7f8044RX3I/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202327727924401186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJhgWQZVCI/AAAAAAAABWw/E7f8044RX3I/s320/17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Some government house &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202327122334012434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJg9GQZVBI/AAAAAAAABWo/Cf3mQOrcRog/s320/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJgjGQZVAI/AAAAAAAABWg/0oeEUbuOomg/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202326675657413634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJgjGQZVAI/AAAAAAAABWg/0oeEUbuOomg/s320/19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think the Japanese love tulips! I see tulips everywhere I go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJgLmQZU_I/AAAAAAAABWY/KJnOrN1cSuo/s1600-h/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202326271930487794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJgLmQZU_I/AAAAAAAABWY/KJnOrN1cSuo/s320/20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They come in many colours too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJfg2QZU-I/AAAAAAAABWQ/GGziaS-7oww/s1600-h/21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202325537491080162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJfg2QZU-I/AAAAAAAABWQ/GGziaS-7oww/s320/21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My attempt at trying to be artistic. Turns out not too bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJfLGQZU9I/AAAAAAAABWI/BZSuLrVEHZ4/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202325163828925394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJfLGQZU9I/AAAAAAAABWI/BZSuLrVEHZ4/s320/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJehmQZU8I/AAAAAAAABWA/Kjv1IiZ2rUA/s1600-h/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202324450864354242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJehmQZU8I/AAAAAAAABWA/Kjv1IiZ2rUA/s320/23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202323982712918962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJeGWQZU7I/AAAAAAAABV4/cfEUtxWtMgM/s320/24.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mandarin ducks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJdzGQZU6I/AAAAAAAABVw/U50kiZWmtAE/s1600-h/25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202323652000437154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJdzGQZU6I/AAAAAAAABVw/U50kiZWmtAE/s320/25.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sakura petals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJdbWQZU5I/AAAAAAAABVo/2M80rODz2Zk/s1600-h/26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202323243978544018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJdbWQZU5I/AAAAAAAABVo/2M80rODz2Zk/s320/26.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They're so so so pretty. I was told we're really lucky that we still get to see these beauties cuz it's turning summer soon. The weather's still pretty chilly though, about 2 to 3 degree celcius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJdIWQZU4I/AAAAAAAABVg/QICKGNR2R1c/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202322917561029506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJdIWQZU4I/AAAAAAAABVg/QICKGNR2R1c/s320/27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I look pretty stiff here. Must be the weather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJcwmQZU3I/AAAAAAAABVY/ws5zEC7h7aY/s1600-h/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202322509539136370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJcwmQZU3I/AAAAAAAABVY/ws5zEC7h7aY/s320/28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Button sakura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJb9mQZU2I/AAAAAAAABVQ/U4Xbnb0jUgU/s1600-h/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202321633365807970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJb9mQZU2I/AAAAAAAABVQ/U4Xbnb0jUgU/s320/29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This totally looks like a scene from some Korean drama lol. I wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJbjWQZU1I/AAAAAAAABVI/zYJ8Z1AYbJQ/s1600-h/30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202321182394241874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJbjWQZU1I/AAAAAAAABVI/zYJ8Z1AYbJQ/s320/30.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I absolutely dig this picture! Look how alike we are! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJbPmQZU0I/AAAAAAAABVA/cbeU5QZYPJ8/s1600-h/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202320843091825474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJbPmQZU0I/AAAAAAAABVA/cbeU5QZYPJ8/s320/31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ignore the ugly expression. I morphed into a 3 year old kid playing with the sakura petals! Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJapWQZUzI/AAAAAAAABU4/_2um4mu5gYE/s1600-h/32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202320185961829170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJapWQZUzI/AAAAAAAABU4/_2um4mu5gYE/s320/32.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJaV2QZUyI/AAAAAAAABUw/3NwImoR9Bww/s1600-h/33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202319850954380066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJaV2QZUyI/AAAAAAAABUw/3NwImoR9Bww/s320/33.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Huuuge tentacles! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJaBmQZUxI/AAAAAAAABUo/_ybFUgcwAHw/s1600-h/34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202319503062029074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJaBmQZUxI/AAAAAAAABUo/_ybFUgcwAHw/s320/34.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Alaskan crab! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJRomQZUwI/AAAAAAAABUg/PMMsywdeUwc/s1600-h/35.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202310277472277250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJRomQZUwI/AAAAAAAABUg/PMMsywdeUwc/s320/35.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Look at the Kawaii packaging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJRR2QZUvI/AAAAAAAABUY/098aFRiPXgw/s1600-h/36.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202309886630253298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJRR2QZUvI/AAAAAAAABUY/098aFRiPXgw/s320/36.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The pigeons aren't afraid of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJQfWQZUuI/AAAAAAAABUQ/xZDh3jHmCQM/s1600-h/37.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202309019046859490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJQfWQZUuI/AAAAAAAABUQ/xZDh3jHmCQM/s320/37.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; McDonald's. In Japan, they pronounce it as mah-ku-dor-na-ru-do. So if you go round asking for McDonald's, I reckon they wont know what you want. But it's like a mouth full of words. How the hell are you gonna pronounce that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJP1WQZUtI/AAAAAAAABUI/Cl2_hnjd1c0/s1600-h/38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202308297492353746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJP1WQZUtI/AAAAAAAABUI/Cl2_hnjd1c0/s320/38.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Famous ramen street in Susukino Street, Sapporo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJPjmQZUsI/AAAAAAAABUA/53BTKOGw3QM/s1600-h/39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202307992549675714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJPjmQZUsI/AAAAAAAABUA/53BTKOGw3QM/s320/39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJPO2QZUrI/AAAAAAAABT4/Vh3ABCn-3NQ/s1600-h/40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202307636067390130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJPO2QZUrI/AAAAAAAABT4/Vh3ABCn-3NQ/s320/40.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ramen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJO62QZUqI/AAAAAAAABTw/Ki49PnwTd0I/s1600-h/41.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202307292470006434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJO62QZUqI/AAAAAAAABTw/Ki49PnwTd0I/s320/41.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its a wonder why Kinokuniya in Japan kinda resembles that of a supermarket, while its counterpart in Singapore looks way more atas. Hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJObmQZUpI/AAAAAAAABTo/NXHMSXS1oRU/s1600-h/42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202306755599094418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJObmQZUpI/AAAAAAAABTo/NXHMSXS1oRU/s320/42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pigeon feeding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJN42QZUoI/AAAAAAAABTg/pZQr_QRCR-g/s1600-h/43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202306158598640258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJN42QZUoI/AAAAAAAABTg/pZQr_QRCR-g/s320/43.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We visited the Sapporo beer factory and was treated to free flow beer! I actually fell in love with Sapporo Classic, which was only available in Hokkaido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJNpGQZUnI/AAAAAAAABTY/KqO_d84h5U0/s1600-h/43b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202305888015700594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJNpGQZUnI/AAAAAAAABTY/KqO_d84h5U0/s320/43b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJM_mQZUmI/AAAAAAAABTQ/UVYcGRiGG08/s1600-h/43c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202305175051129442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJM_mQZUmI/AAAAAAAABTQ/UVYcGRiGG08/s320/43c.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJMOmQZUlI/AAAAAAAABTI/b_0aBMklGjw/s1600-h/44.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202304333237539410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJMOmQZUlI/AAAAAAAABTI/b_0aBMklGjw/s320/44.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJLxWQZUkI/AAAAAAAABTA/iUWc3aw-YZI/s1600-h/45.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202303830726365762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJLxWQZUkI/AAAAAAAABTA/iUWc3aw-YZI/s320/45.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beautiful scenary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJLUmQZUjI/AAAAAAAABS4/Zjn9YiTb1I8/s1600-h/46.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202303336805126706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJLUmQZUjI/AAAAAAAABS4/Zjn9YiTb1I8/s320/46.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A swan a swan! It's really beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJKwmQZUiI/AAAAAAAABSw/71cCtyr7zFM/s1600-h/47.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202302718329836066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJKwmQZUiI/AAAAAAAABSw/71cCtyr7zFM/s320/47.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everywhere you go, you're greeted with scenary like this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJKcGQZUhI/AAAAAAAABSo/P7hvQZvU_KI/s1600-h/48.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202302366142517778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJKcGQZUhI/AAAAAAAABSo/P7hvQZvU_KI/s320/48.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Admiring the sunset, which I totally regret now cuz the UV rays there's damn strong! I think I got a little more tanned only after spending a week there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJJ6GQZUgI/AAAAAAAABSg/jvk1HKrzdGo/s1600-h/49.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202301782026965506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJJ6GQZUgI/AAAAAAAABSg/jvk1HKrzdGo/s320/49.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sashimiiiiiiii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJIAGQZUfI/AAAAAAAABSY/--clD8loTBQ/s1600-h/50.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202299686082925042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJIAGQZUfI/AAAAAAAABSY/--clD8loTBQ/s320/50.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shimeji mushrooms! My number 1 love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJHumQZUeI/AAAAAAAABSQ/_AkiTH2-FOc/s1600-h/51.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202299385435214306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJHumQZUeI/AAAAAAAABSQ/_AkiTH2-FOc/s320/51.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kaminabe. Ridiculous name but delicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJHH2QZUdI/AAAAAAAABSI/aQhhdN-1B_0/s1600-h/52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202298719715283410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJHH2QZUdI/AAAAAAAABSI/aQhhdN-1B_0/s320/52.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJGyWQZUcI/AAAAAAAABSA/wy9YNxEN-qQ/s1600-h/53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202298350348095938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJGyWQZUcI/AAAAAAAABSA/wy9YNxEN-qQ/s320/53.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tea anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJGgGQZUbI/AAAAAAAABR4/5Ng_yaqQEDk/s1600-h/54.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202298036815483314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJGgGQZUbI/AAAAAAAABR4/5Ng_yaqQEDk/s320/54.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJF5mQZUaI/AAAAAAAABRw/j1GjInOwjPg/s1600-h/55.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202297375390519714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJF5mQZUaI/AAAAAAAABRw/j1GjInOwjPg/s320/55.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJFmmQZUZI/AAAAAAAABRo/F-oFQTvLCX8/s1600-h/56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202297048973005202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJFmmQZUZI/AAAAAAAABRo/F-oFQTvLCX8/s320/56.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enjoying the morning breeze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJFZWQZUYI/AAAAAAAABRg/gHTrEtK2-TA/s1600-h/57.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202296821339738498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJFZWQZUYI/AAAAAAAABRg/gHTrEtK2-TA/s320/57.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;White sakura flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJFDmQZUXI/AAAAAAAABRY/mzkoQsSVIkA/s1600-h/58.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202296447677583730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJFDmQZUXI/AAAAAAAABRY/mzkoQsSVIkA/s320/58.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is an active volcano. Stare hard at the left hand side and you can see the smoke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJEymQZUWI/AAAAAAAABRQ/3icmm7iDWBc/s1600-h/59.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202296155619807586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJEymQZUWI/AAAAAAAABRQ/3icmm7iDWBc/s320/59.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A clearer view of the smoking volcano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJEfGQZUVI/AAAAAAAABRI/v8gmL_om2Co/s1600-h/60.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202295820612358482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJEfGQZUVI/AAAAAAAABRI/v8gmL_om2Co/s320/60.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alaskan crab legs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJECWQZUUI/AAAAAAAABRA/lvOp2cWRXBs/s1600-h/61.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202295326691119426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJECWQZUUI/AAAAAAAABRA/lvOp2cWRXBs/s320/61.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Typical meal, which i got sick of very quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJDW2QZUTI/AAAAAAAABQ4/v8mAQKP_Utg/s1600-h/62.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202294579366809906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJDW2QZUTI/AAAAAAAABQ4/v8mAQKP_Utg/s320/62.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate crabs. Which explains why I probably don't enjoy the food-part of this trip as much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJCrmQZUSI/AAAAAAAABQw/vyKbvO4D8M8/s1600-h/63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202293836337467682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJCrmQZUSI/AAAAAAAABQw/vyKbvO4D8M8/s320/63.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gotta smile for the camera still!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJBmmQZURI/AAAAAAAABQo/luE47j20bi8/s1600-h/64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202292650926493970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJBmmQZURI/AAAAAAAABQo/luE47j20bi8/s320/64.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mummy dearest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJAl2QZUQI/AAAAAAAABQg/T-3CDGTUB3s/s1600-h/65.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202291538529964290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJAl2QZUQI/AAAAAAAABQg/T-3CDGTUB3s/s320/65.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDI_c2QZUPI/AAAAAAAABQY/XQsgCdsgVEI/s1600-h/66.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202290284399513842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDI_c2QZUPI/AAAAAAAABQY/XQsgCdsgVEI/s320/66.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDI-92QZUOI/AAAAAAAABQQ/HFGspzgJI70/s1600-h/67.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202289751823569122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDI-92QZUOI/AAAAAAAABQQ/HFGspzgJI70/s320/67.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me explain this picture. We were on this tower museum overlooking a star-shaped fort, and this picture was taken because they have this very cool see-through thingy that allows you to see what's below you (9 storeys exactly). You may think it looks ok, but its' freaking scary I tell you. No one really dared to step on it even though we were assured it's 100% safe. But I thought I was really brave to put my pretty sneakers on it, ok, a teeny weeny bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDI-tmQZUNI/AAAAAAAABQI/W_OYf7iwhlM/s1600-h/68.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202289472650694866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDI-tmQZUNI/AAAAAAAABQI/W_OYf7iwhlM/s320/68.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He looks so cute I had to snap a picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDI-VmQZUMI/AAAAAAAABQA/HBzZVhj6oyU/s1600-h/69.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202289060333834434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDI-VmQZUMI/AAAAAAAABQA/HBzZVhj6oyU/s320/69.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDI962QZULI/AAAAAAAABP4/FxLNKFWj1YM/s1600-h/70.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202288600772333746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDI962QZULI/AAAAAAAABP4/FxLNKFWj1YM/s320/70.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Moo moo cabs anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, I'll be back with more pictures in my next post! Will try to get it done by tomorrow =) I still have many more from my trip to Beijing earlier this year. Zzz. Blogspot should try to have a function whereby you can upload more than 1 picture at a time. Like facebook perhaps? I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-3890481389971858054?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/3890481389971858054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=3890481389971858054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/3890481389971858054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/3890481389971858054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2008/05/hokkaido-i-narita-airport-ferris-wheel.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/SDJpMmQZVSI/AAAAAAAABYw/s8FEvpQ92Do/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-389066259281474773</id><published>2008-05-01T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:44:47.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Where is the Lurve?*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm a huge advocate of animal rights, everyone knows that. So here I am, though a lil late, with this entry dedicated to the poor dog which suffered, and unfortunately died, in the name of art.Well, screw that. What art. You call that art?! For the uninitiated, I'm referring to the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Boycott to the presence of Guillermo Vargas "Habacuc" at the Bienal Centroamericana Honduras 2008 petition&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This particular artist tied a stray dog to the art gallery, and called it his masterpiece. Well, nothing wrong with that you may say? READ ON. That artist denied the poor dog food and water thereafter. And yes, as you've guessed, the poor dog died eventually. What's more disturbing was the fact that the bloody art gallery opened it to visitors and those dumb visitors just stood by and watch the dog starve to death.Seriously, whatever happened to civilisation? The whole idea of this dumb exhibition is so disgusting: Watching an animal starve to death and call this whole process ART. Seriously, what the fuck?! Taking a closer look at the pictures, I realised that the title of the dumb exhibition is made of dog keebles! Sick assholes. Who came up with such an idea? Imagine you're that poor dog, denied food and water. And looking up, you see food stuck on the wall. BUT, you have no means to get your hands on them.. I can' t bring myself to go on.And the bloody art gallery is planning to invite the artist to repeat his dumb and cruel ART again this year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, please, if you guys share my view or are for animal rights, sign the petition in the link below. It's very simple, you just have to fill in your name and email address that's all.If you do not wish to see history repeat itself, click here: &lt;a href="http://www.petitiononline.com/mod_perl/signed.cgi?ea6gk"&gt;http://www.petitiononline.com/mod_perl/signed.cgi?ea6gk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-389066259281474773?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/389066259281474773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=389066259281474773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/389066259281474773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/389066259281474773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2008/05/where-is-lurve-im-huge-advocate-of_19.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-5579345560438310174</id><published>2008-04-17T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T15:10:49.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"i want you, but i dont need you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-5579345560438310174?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/5579345560438310174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=5579345560438310174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/5579345560438310174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/5579345560438310174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-want-you-but-i-dont-need-you.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-2333515769444559282</id><published>2008-04-01T15:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T16:26:02.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*xiu xiu*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R_HhHl3Lb9I/AAAAAAAABEE/xMLOyEPngb0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184172166619033554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R_HhHl3Lb9I/AAAAAAAABEE/xMLOyEPngb0/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been wanting to post an entry regarding this film eversince I watched it. In my opinion, this is the best film about China's cultural revolution yet. I've always been very into China's history, fascinated actually. Here's a short review of the film. By the way, this film is directed by Joan Chen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This movie takes place in mainland China, near the city of Chengdu during the mid 1970s. A fifteen-year-old girl Wen Xiu (nicknamed Xiu Xiu), an educated girl from the working class from the city of Chengdu, was sent down to the provinces together with 7.5 million other teenagers to be properly "educated" (through hard labor) in service to their country. Her boyfriend, who had political connections, avoided the "re-education". Xiu Xiu then boarded a bus heading to an unknown destination, believing that she will return home after the usual year of service. After an exemplary record on her first assignment, Xiu Xiu was transferred to the Tibetan borderlands to study under the tutelage of Lao Jin, a master horse herder. She learnt horse and yak herding for a few months, as she was promised that her new knowledge would enable her to be later transferred to a prestigious cavalry unit for educated girls.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When she arrived on the Tibetan steppes, in a desolate location far from Chinese culture, she was quite unhappy with her new tent mate - laconic, uneducated Tibetan Lao Jin. Castrated for opposing Chinese domination of his motherland, middle-aged Lao Jin had respectfully entertained other sent-down girls before, and tries to be as gentle as possible, but acid-tongued Wen Xiu did not show Lao Jin respect, a well-known character fault of the arrogant educated class that the Communist Party was obviously trying to correct. Lao proved to be a gentle man who was at home with animals and nature, but uncomfortable around humans. Gradually, he developed a deep affection for the girl under his care, and because he was unable to function sexually, there was no danger that the relationship will become inappropriate. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The months passed, with Xiu Xiu and Lao Jin living in easy communion, but she made no secret of the fact that when her tour of duty was up, she intends to return home to Chengdu. To her, life in isolation was worse than death – it was endurable only for a short time. But six months passed and she was not recalled. Shortly thereafter, a peddler from the city visits Lao Jin and informed Xiu Xiu that the cavalry unit had been disbanded due to a riot among the educated girls. The Party, in short, did not devise an alternative plan for Xiu Xiu, who was thus left in limbo. Although Lao Jin offered to take Wen Xiu to a bus station so that she could return to Chengdu, Wen Xiu replied that without proper approval, such action would result in her death. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The peddler then perfidiously offers to assist Wen Xiu in securing approval for her to go home in exchange for sexual favors, and she lost her virginity. The peddler gave her an apple after that, which she treasured. Thereafter, a series of visitors came, each with an apple to offer. They raped her, at first unwillingly and then willingly, as her desperation turns into hopelessness. All promised results, but none were able to deliver them. And, through all of this, Lao Jin must sit by and watch. He knows that none of the men were sincere, but Xiu Xiu was so blinded by her desire to leave that she could not see what was obvious: she has become a whore, and is being paid with worthless promises. Inevitably, she bears a child, goes to the village hospital, is branded as a whore, and has an abortion. Right after her surgery, some guards came and tried to have their way with her. Lao Jin tried to protect her, but in vain. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The ending is brutal and tragic, and transcendent in an unexpectedly lyrical burst of decisiveness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a powerfully haunting film - it might leave you with some deep emotional pains over its human drama or turn you completely off by its obvious political intentions. Xiu Xiu has the bedrock of two superbly-rendered, multidimensional characters. When the film opened, Xiu Xui was an artless, optimistic young girl who faces the future with strength and courage. She was shy and sexually inexperienced, and refused to undress in a situation where Lao Jin might catch her naked. By the time the closing credits roll, the hardships of her ordeal to return home have transformed her into a self-centered manipulator who used sex as both a tool and a weapon. The tragedy is that she's still naïve enough (or perhaps desperate enough) not to realize that she is being used. And, not forgetting the apple. It symbolises her longing to return to the city and also the men's sick and disgusting manipulative tool to deceive the young girl time and time again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I fell in love with the story. It's just so intriguing. I was so absorbed in throughout the entire 100+ minutes. If you guys wanna know the ending, I strongly urge you to watch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-2333515769444559282?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/2333515769444559282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=2333515769444559282&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/2333515769444559282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/2333515769444559282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2008/04/xiu-xiu-ive-been-wanting-to-post-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R_HhHl3Lb9I/AAAAAAAABEE/xMLOyEPngb0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-7344124901610487514</id><published>2008-03-28T10:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T11:16:04.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i've got this sudden urge to blog. so yeap, here i am. no titles for this post though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;i've been uber busy with 311's case analysis for like the longest time. 311 is shit la seriously. cesim sucks, tutor sucks. okay everything about 311 sucks. now that fyp's finally over, i thought i could relax abit. but i was hell wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;i happened to chance upon some of my previous entries. and i have to say it was freaking hilarious. coming to think of it, i was a still a little girl back then. how could anyone possibly blame me for being so ridiculously childish right? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;read a quote by Naomi Campbell somewhere. cant exactly remember where. i think it was 8 days? it was something like 'being the world's top model is something that i'm doing for all the blacks in the world' haha, a load of crap. this magazine had to add another marvelous line beneath her quote: we believe strutting down the runway eradicates poverty too. haha, gotta give it up to these people man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;oh yet another quote: "Men will pay 2 bucks (for something worth a buck) for something that they need. Women will pay a buck (for something worth 2 bucks) for something they dont need." laugh people laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;hmm, i realise my recent entries are not as interesting as the previous previous ones. well, blame it on school. uploading pictures just takes alot of time. well, perhaps next time. i've got tons of pictures to upload! hmm, besides those from my new year trip to Beijing, i've got another few taken at the National Museum. You guys should seriously make a trip down there before the exhibition of the Greek masterpieces ends. I heard they were like flown in from the Louvre? Not too sure, but it'd be a pity to give this a miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;okay, i should seriously get back to my case analysis. got a facial appointment later. ciao peeps =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-7344124901610487514?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7344124901610487514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=7344124901610487514&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7344124901610487514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7344124901610487514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2008/03/ive-got-this-sudden-urge-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-7454010941837245192</id><published>2008-02-20T13:35:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T14:50:27.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Beijing trip part 1*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy happy new year peeps~! This has been the best new year so far cuz all of us went to Beijing to celebrate CNY and baby and I celebrated our 1st valentine and our 6 months together! So, in short, a fabulous fabulous start to the year of mickey and minnie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been super duper busy lately. Projects, Fyp, assignments, job applications and stuff. Finally squeezed some time out to upload some of the pics. Enjoy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168938570231304802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R7vCPlBz0mI/AAAAAAAABDc/jXRTFY3kRLM/s320/DSC01629.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tian An Men Square. I've heard so much about it, and I've been wanting to visit this place for the longest time. I can only use one word to describe the experience - surreal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168939132872020594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R7vCwVBz0nI/AAAAAAAABDk/ThF_oz8DF5M/s320/DSC01632.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Marvelling at the wonderful sight. You actually feel a sense of tranquility when you stand there. Just dont think of what happened two decades ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168940198023910018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R7vDuVBz0oI/AAAAAAAABDs/vU9d3B3O4T0/s320/DSC01641.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The hand-painted portrait of Chairman Mao. All hail him =)&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I heard he can do the Mona Lisa thingy, whereby you can see him 'staring' at your direction regardless where you stand. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168940893808611986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R7vEW1Bz0pI/AAAAAAAABD0/OrnrkewNWfY/s320/DSC01645.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Above all. A popular spot among many Chinese officials, including Chairman Mao himself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168942435701871266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R7vFwlBz0qI/AAAAAAAABD8/vdIF2bB4yIE/s320/DSC01654.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;'Wu Men' - First gate after Tian An Men. I didnt know Forbidden City was right behind Tian An Men. I always thought they were like located in two different places. But turns out that they are actually linked, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168938089194967634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R7vBzlBz0lI/AAAAAAAABDU/-MJT5Wz7E-Q/s320/DSC01627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Countdown to the olympics - near Tian An Men Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168936920963863106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R7vAvlBz0kI/AAAAAAAABDM/5VTReBhFjOs/s320/DSC01620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Look at the pretty pretty trees behind us! I thought we were very brave, stepping out of the hotel without our coats on. It was a sick negative 10 degs. But you guessed it, as soon as the pictures were taken, we slipped into our coats on high-speed mode haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R7u82VBz0gI/AAAAAAAABCs/EpKHrg0huiU/s1600-h/DSC01604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168932638881468930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R7u82VBz0gI/AAAAAAAABCs/EpKHrg0huiU/s320/DSC01604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was freaing cold. The ice didnt melt, I froze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168934623156359698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R7u-p1Bz0hI/AAAAAAAABC0/QGm6KqfDY0E/s320/DSC01608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Incredible. But i doubt it works. Cool handwriting though.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168935267401454114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R7u_PVBz0iI/AAAAAAAABC8/zbx6JZZ6ed4/s320/DSC01610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The canal turned into ice. Pretty sight.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168935799977398834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R7u_uVBz0jI/AAAAAAAABDE/vDuocivuCr8/s320/DSC01611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The basin at our hotel. I almost brought it home haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll upload more pictures of the Forbidden City next time. Ciao~&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/8736438567724666893-7454010941837245192?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7454010941837245192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=7454010941837245192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7454010941837245192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7454010941837245192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2008/02/beijing-trip-part-1-happy-happy-new.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R7vCPlBz0mI/AAAAAAAABDc/jXRTFY3kRLM/s72-c/DSC01629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-5476579375289233311</id><published>2008-02-13T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T23:23:22.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you're the best thing that happened to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-5476579375289233311?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-1903924750648651773</id><published>2008-01-22T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T00:24:03.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when you suddenly feel you're not as affected as you used to be, what does it show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-1903924750648651773?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/1903924750648651773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=1903924750648651773&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/1903924750648651773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/1903924750648651773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-you-suddenly-feel-youre-not-as.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-8262436466481821293</id><published>2008-01-07T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T00:21:24.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;*smoove*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JNJRlVx5I/AAAAAAAABCk/dwUQex490ns/s1600-h/Image133a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152765745399449490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JNJRlVx5I/AAAAAAAABCk/dwUQex490ns/s320/Image133a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JNCBlVx4I/AAAAAAAABCc/prCODFNTzLg/s1600-h/Image135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152765620845397890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JNCBlVx4I/AAAAAAAABCc/prCODFNTzLg/s320/Image135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;artistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JMnBlVx3I/AAAAAAAABCU/L1qVEGczhbc/s1600-h/Image138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152765156988929906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JMnBlVx3I/AAAAAAAABCU/L1qVEGczhbc/s320/Image138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JLkRlVx2I/AAAAAAAABCM/jG0thg3YzQ8/s1600-h/Image139a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152764010232661858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JLkRlVx2I/AAAAAAAABCM/jG0thg3YzQ8/s320/Image139a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my super cute baby =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JLaxlVx1I/AAAAAAAABCE/j4rzf4mQjPY/s1600-h/Image140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152763847023904594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JLaxlVx1I/AAAAAAAABCE/j4rzf4mQjPY/s320/Image140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; singapore flag lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JLOBlVx0I/AAAAAAAABB8/JTe06X-IhQ4/s1600-h/Image142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152763627980572482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JLOBlVx0I/AAAAAAAABB8/JTe06X-IhQ4/s320/Image142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JLJRlVxzI/AAAAAAAABB0/ZIDbS3Vmi_k/s1600-h/Image145a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152763546376193842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JLJRlVxzI/AAAAAAAABB0/ZIDbS3Vmi_k/s320/Image145a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JKrBlVxyI/AAAAAAAABBs/vk4ahguEATA/s1600-h/Image149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152763026685151010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JKrBlVxyI/AAAAAAAABBs/vk4ahguEATA/s320/Image149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JKeBlVxxI/AAAAAAAABBk/_k-ahtEhAdQ/s1600-h/Image150aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152762803346851602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JKeBlVxxI/AAAAAAAABBk/_k-ahtEhAdQ/s320/Image150aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JJ8BlVxwI/AAAAAAAABBc/ScHeigqDlyw/s1600-h/Image153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152762219231299330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JJ8BlVxwI/AAAAAAAABBc/ScHeigqDlyw/s320/Image153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i think we look how cute here haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JJqhlVxuI/AAAAAAAABBM/2KY7GVAV19U/s1600-h/Image155a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152761918583588578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JJqhlVxuI/AAAAAAAABBM/2KY7GVAV19U/s320/Image155a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JJaRlVxtI/AAAAAAAABBE/PrxJxjlb2Fg/s1600-h/Image156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152761639410714322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JJaRlVxtI/AAAAAAAABBE/PrxJxjlb2Fg/s320/Image156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JIcxlVxsI/AAAAAAAABA8/ys3Jfd36f9M/s1600-h/Image158a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152760582848759490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JIcxlVxsI/AAAAAAAABA8/ys3Jfd36f9M/s320/Image158a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JIXhlVxrI/AAAAAAAABA0/4OsFQWWV0pU/s1600-h/Image159a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152760492654446258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JIXhlVxrI/AAAAAAAABA0/4OsFQWWV0pU/s320/Image159a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-8262436466481821293?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/8262436466481821293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=8262436466481821293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/8262436466481821293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/8262436466481821293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2008/01/smoove-bff-artistic-my-super-cute-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R4JNJRlVx5I/AAAAAAAABCk/dwUQex490ns/s72-c/Image133a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-4183030119081470372</id><published>2008-01-03T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T01:32:14.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*bliss*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R30FbhlVxqI/AAAAAAAABAs/zzGzlOZqq6s/s1600-h/DSC01574edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151279519211308706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R30FbhlVxqI/AAAAAAAABAs/zzGzlOZqq6s/s320/DSC01574edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i gotta say 2007 was quite a tumultuous year. after all that has happened, i believe we understand each other better now. four months and we're still going str0ng. remember our promise to each other okie? we'll walk each other through thick and thin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love you loads,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jassie baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-4183030119081470372?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/4183030119081470372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=4183030119081470372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/4183030119081470372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/4183030119081470372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R30FbhlVxqI/AAAAAAAABAs/zzGzlOZqq6s/s72-c/DSC01574edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-3021200080581867554</id><published>2008-01-03T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T00:01:07.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>correct me if i'm wrong, but i remember seeing the first ever talent shows/beauty pageants or what have you not too long ago. it doesnt take much brains to realise these are nothing but gimmick to 'discover' and 'attract' talents. or so they say. well, whatever. its none of my business anyway. but i'd still like to say to these so called talents/pageant queens or whatever the flying fuck - just because you won some dumb contest doesnt mean the whole fucking world is fucking obsessed with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well last week when i was out in town, i came across this person (named A), who recently won some pageant. i was in the car with baby, about to make an exit from the cine carpark when A walked towards our car. I noticed from the corner of my eye A was staring at me. i turned to look at A but looked away almost immediately. there was a jam so our car was stuck there for the longest time, but anyways i turned again and A was still staring at me. like hello, you'd know it when someone's staring at you right? ya and back to A, when A saw me turn for the second time, A gave me this screwed up iknowimfamousandyouthinkimhot look. i wasnt being too sensitive okay, i can tell between a casual glance from a stranger and a desperateforfame look. anyways, i dont know how the fuck you won but judging from the number of pageants you entered, i can tell how desperate you are to be famous. but i dont give a shite alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, im not discriminating against those who take part in such contests. in fact, i admire and respect you for your courage cuz you're putting yourself there for people to criticise and that's something not many people can do. but please, please understand that most of these dumb contests are rigged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-3021200080581867554?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/3021200080581867554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=3021200080581867554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/3021200080581867554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/3021200080581867554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2008/01/correct-me-if-im-wrong-but-i-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-2384026303500893847</id><published>2007-12-27T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T23:42:09.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*brandy - have you ever*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zBk1PskGiHQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zBk1PskGiHQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever loved somebody so much&lt;br /&gt;It makes you cry&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever needed something so bad&lt;br /&gt;You can't sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tried to find the words&lt;br /&gt;But they don't come out right&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever, have you ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in love&lt;br /&gt;Been in love so bad&lt;br /&gt;You'd do anything to make them understand&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had someone steal your heart away&lt;br /&gt;You'd give anything to make them feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever searched for the words to get you in their heart&lt;br /&gt;But you don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;And you don't know where to start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever found the one&lt;br /&gt;You've dreamed of all of your life&lt;br /&gt;You'd do just about anything to look into their eyes&lt;br /&gt;Have you finally found the one you've given your heart to&lt;br /&gt;Only to find that one won't give their heart to you&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever closed your eyes and&lt;br /&gt;Dreamed that they were there&lt;br /&gt;And all you can do is wait for the day when they will care&lt;br /&gt;What do I got to do to get you in my arms baby&lt;br /&gt;What do I got to say to get to your heart&lt;br /&gt;To make you understand how I need you next to me&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get you in my world&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz baby I can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-2384026303500893847?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/2384026303500893847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-3048262371151080598</id><published>2007-12-27T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T23:29:29.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*looking back*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's been quite some time since i last blogged. well you could say the past two weeks have been quite blah. but i'm not complaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;life's short. how short i dont know. all i know is that we only learn to cherish everything we have either when we've lost precious ones or when something terrible happens. this year, cordon's departure shook me badly. but we have to come to terms with what's happened. no use crying over spilt milk. all i can do now is learn to cherish everyone and everything i have. each day is a gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life can show no mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It can tear your soul apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It can make you feel like you've gone crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you're not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things have seem to changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's one thing that's still the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In my heart you have remained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When i'm feeling weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And my pain walks down a one way street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I look above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I know i'll always be blessed with love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And as the feeling grows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She breathes flesh to my bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And when love is dead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm loving angels instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe we're trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Trying too hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe we're torn apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe the timing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is beating our hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We're empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's a reason why they say that we should give it time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But time is not enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And that's the reason why when you're young you fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-3048262371151080598?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-6446210519994859690</id><published>2007-12-12T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T17:30:56.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; this is what's gonna happen when i've got nothing better to do - i FLOOD my own blog with random posts like this. these few days my mood has been as erratic as the weather - sunny one moment, dark and gloomy the next second. ahh, what can i say. if you happen to be a victim of my next bitch fit, i tell you: BLAME THE WEATHER! *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;right. are you a fan of tabasco? cuz i am. last friday i went to marina for dinner and i saw this huuugee bottle of tabasco! compare it to the usual ones we see, this one's gigantic! here's the evidence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143014292554194194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1-oQA5zHRI/AAAAAAAABAc/CkYHeMJ9jSE/s320/Photo195.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;uber big bottle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143014477237787938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1-oaw5zHSI/AAAAAAAABAk/4NP07neO8dM/s320/Photo196.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;it was supposed to be 'seafood basket' but i call it the 'seafood bucket' =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;tamme got a lil grooming yesterday, courtesy of my maid. he's now half his usual size sans the fur lol. back to being my cute little boy =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;christmas' around the corner. i'm so excited cuz this is our first christmas together! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-6446210519994859690?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/6446210519994859690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=6446210519994859690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/6446210519994859690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/6446210519994859690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-is-whats-gonna-happen-when-ive-got.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1-oQA5zHRI/AAAAAAAABAc/CkYHeMJ9jSE/s72-c/Photo195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-3935831616695765876</id><published>2007-12-12T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T17:04:18.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I walked across an empty land&lt;br /&gt;I knew the pathway like the back of my hand&lt;br /&gt;I felt the earth beneath my feet&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the river and it made me complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh simple thing where have you gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting old and I need something to rely on&lt;br /&gt;So tell me when you're gonna let me in&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across a fallen tree&lt;br /&gt;I felt the branches of it looking at me&lt;br /&gt;Is this the place we used to love?&lt;br /&gt;Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh simple thing where have you gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting old and I need something to rely on&lt;br /&gt;So tell me when you're gonna let me in&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you have a minute why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;Talk about it somewhere only we know?&lt;br /&gt;This could be the end of everything&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere only we know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh simple thing where have you gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting old and I need something to rely on&lt;br /&gt;So tell me when you're gonna let me in&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you have a minute why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;Talk about it somewhere only we know?&lt;br /&gt;This could be the end of everything&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;This could be the end of everything&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere only we know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-3935831616695765876?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/3935831616695765876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=3935831616695765876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/3935831616695765876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/3935831616695765876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-walked-across-empty-land-i-knew.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-1498827421951838917</id><published>2007-12-12T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T16:55:01.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm bored. this is becoming ridiculous. before exams i was like 'hell yea. i'd rather bore myself to death doing nothing than to bury myself in books.' now that my dream has come true, i'm complaining bout it. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" width="480" height="390" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="m=18878916&amp;amp;v=2&amp;amp;type=video" allownetworking="internal" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Music Videos" style="FONT-SIZE: 10px" href="http://www.kovideo.net/"&gt;Music Videos&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a title="Baby Love Video by Nicole Scherzinger" style="FONT-SIZE: 10px" href="http://www.kovideo.net/music/video/Nicole-Scherzinger---Baby-Love/1964.html"&gt;Baby Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-1498827421951838917?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-7207159751065077481</id><published>2007-12-12T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T12:56:35.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*astro compatibility*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gemini + cancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Gemini and Cancer come together in a love affair, it may be a rather curious relationship. Sensitive, emotional Cancer has trouble communicating clearly, but clear communication is what defines Gemini. Gemini's chivalrous nature and silver tongue may encourage the Crab to come out of its shell more quickly than usual; Cancer, in turn, can teach Gemini to slow down and appreciate the world, which the frenetic Twins hardly ever take time to do. If Gemini seems to ignore Cancer or doesn't provide them with as much reassurance and intimacy as Cancer needs, trouble may ensue. These two Signs approach the world in such different manners that they must be able to understand and accept one another's differences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancer is the Sign of home and hearth, while Gemini is the thinker. Gemini can easily slip into the role of Cancer's knight in shining armor; Cancer returns that favor with their characteristic urge to protect the ones they love. Quality of home life is important to Cancer, and Gemini will be spoiled by their Cancer lover's hearty home cooking, soft bed and other creature comforts. Cancer is strongly intuitive and maintains an almost psychic connection with their loved ones, but can tend toward possessiveness and idealization of their Gemini partner. If Gemini just reassures Cancer that they're loved and cherished, all will go smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gemini is ruled by the Planet Mercury (Communication) and Cancer is ruled by the Moon (Emotions). Cancer tends to keep their emotions bottled up inside as they have trouble expressing themselves. They envy Geminis their gift of open, clear communication afforded by the influence of Mercury. Gemini, in turn, can benefit from Cancer's intuitive approach, so different from Gemini's bubbly, surface nature; Cancer can teach Gemini to slow down and appreciate life instead of passing by the good things in their rush to get to the next new thing.&lt;br /&gt;Gemini is an Air Sign and Cancer is a Water Sign. If these two Signs can work together they can be a great team; after all, the best decisions are made by incorporating the emotions and the intellect. The trouble for these two lies in learning to cooperate. They come from such opposite points of view that at times it can seem as if they simply have nothing in common. Deep, emotional Cancer can also sometimes dampen Gemini's airy enthusiasm, and light, fast-paced Gemini can leave Cancer feeling ruffled, even tattered. Balance can be achieved if they learn to talk openly with one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemini is a Mutable Sign and Cancer is a Cardinal Signs. Gemini is flexible, willing to go with the flow and follow another's lead; Cancer is an initiator and likes to provide that lead. Gemini may try to lead by being brave, even confrontational; for it to run smoothly between these two, they both need to learn when to back down and let the other lead the way.&lt;br /&gt;What's the best aspect of the Gemini-Cancer relationship? Once they realize they're allies, they can soar to great heights together. Gemini is always thinking ahead and Cancer is quietly supporting these ideas behind the scenes. Each partner's ability to provide what the other is lacking makes theirs a fulfilling relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-7207159751065077481?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7207159751065077481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=7207159751065077481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7207159751065077481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7207159751065077481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/12/astro-compatibility-gemini-cancer-when.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-3808812576989840143</id><published>2007-12-12T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T12:32:48.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i cant think of a title for this post cuz its gonna be a random one. so, yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went shopping with mum and dad at PS yesterday. bad idea cuz I CANT FIND ANYTHING TO BUY THERE! alright, except some groceries and stuff. oh, groceries. yes, i'm quite a huge advocate for the BYOB (bring your own bag) thingy. but then again, when you're out shopping with your family and you buy hundreds of dollars of stuff, how the hell are you gonna bring enough bags and &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt; lug then home? okay i know about the car thing, but still, imagine yourself carrying.. like 10 bags.  -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay never mind bout the BYOB campaign. i finally, finally, finally switched my analogue set top box to the digital one. and my tv's permanently tuned to channel 80 (E! entertainment). surprise! not. i see myself staying at home for the next few days. *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-3808812576989840143?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/3808812576989840143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=3808812576989840143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/3808812576989840143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/3808812576989840143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-cant-think-of-title-for-this-post-cuz.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-512972194061619839</id><published>2007-12-09T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T15:39:10.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;*jinxed*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promised i wont talk about the incident anymore, but i didnt say i wont vent my frustrations here. before i start, i'd like to apologise for being crude. right, so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU, CHEAPSKATE. I HOPE YOU BURN IN HELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon my limited vocab, but i'll try my best to describe you in a way that befits you best. you're the worst, fucked up faggot i've ever seen in my entire 21 years on this planet. so, congrats, mofo. coming to think of it, its how derogatory to use the term faggot on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, your revolting, fucked up face shows just how desperate you are for money, you SOB. i really wonder why did i even bother to argue with a low down rat like you. i seriously have no wish to associate myself with low class creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, it suddenly dawned on me that two disgusting people DO END UP TOGETHER. that's how it works isnt it? i've seen one perfect example already, you're the next one. what a perfect world this is. *grins*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-512972194061619839?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/512972194061619839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=512972194061619839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/512972194061619839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/512972194061619839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/12/jinxed-i-promised-i-wont-talk-about.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-7143055513139819076</id><published>2007-12-05T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T00:47:22.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*pics*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bOEQ5zHQI/AAAAAAAABAQ/nEoqXqXVF9w/s1600-h/Photo192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140522597342190850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bOEQ5zHQI/AAAAAAAABAQ/nEoqXqXVF9w/s320/Photo192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FYP mates =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bN6A5zHPI/AAAAAAAABAI/gQaEv0LI3rY/s1600-h/Photo191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140522421248531698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bN6A5zHPI/AAAAAAAABAI/gQaEv0LI3rY/s320/Photo191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tired after 3 hours of board games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bLKg5zHOI/AAAAAAAABAA/mb7XYZkQfh4/s1600-h/Photo168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140519406181489890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bLKg5zHOI/AAAAAAAABAA/mb7XYZkQfh4/s320/Photo168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cookie monster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bLEA5zHNI/AAAAAAAAA_4/FzoxswJ36oU/s1600-h/Photo141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140519294512340178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bLEA5zHNI/AAAAAAAAA_4/FzoxswJ36oU/s320/Photo141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lips-locking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bK5A5zHMI/AAAAAAAAA_w/Ld8vRBQ-2GA/s1600-h/Photo136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140519105533779138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bK5A5zHMI/AAAAAAAAA_w/Ld8vRBQ-2GA/s320/Photo136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my most favourite-st picture to date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bKuQ5zHLI/AAAAAAAAA_o/viOFHqL9L7w/s1600-h/Photo114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140518920850185394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bKuQ5zHLI/AAAAAAAAA_o/viOFHqL9L7w/s320/Photo114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; priscilla's party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bKlQ5zHKI/AAAAAAAAA_g/ZcFkwGbzZpM/s1600-h/Photo110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140518766231362722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bKlQ5zHKI/AAAAAAAAA_g/ZcFkwGbzZpM/s320/Photo110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the lovey-dovey cookie hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bKNg5zHJI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/VV11rXQkhP4/s1600-h/Photo188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140518358209469586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bKNg5zHJI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/VV11rXQkhP4/s320/Photo188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; taken in the middle of orchard road lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bJzA5zHII/AAAAAAAAA_Q/VJVyyffzsm4/s1600-h/Photo182-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140517902942936194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bJzA5zHII/AAAAAAAAA_Q/VJVyyffzsm4/s320/Photo182-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; uber small slice but its how ex =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bJnA5zHHI/AAAAAAAAA_I/U6fdO9DeFbc/s1600-h/Photo153-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140517696784505970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bJnA5zHHI/AAAAAAAAA_I/U6fdO9DeFbc/s320/Photo153-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bJdw5zHGI/AAAAAAAAA_A/ggRXgrKN69Y/s1600-h/Photo151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140517537870716002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bJdw5zHGI/AAAAAAAAA_A/ggRXgrKN69Y/s320/Photo151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pretty Orchard lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bJMQ5zHFI/AAAAAAAAA-4/RYvpuqn-X5Y/s1600-h/Photo149-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140517237223005266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bJMQ5zHFI/AAAAAAAAA-4/RYvpuqn-X5Y/s320/Photo149-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacky Chan's cafe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bI5g5zHEI/AAAAAAAAA-w/llIT9v-eEQ4/s1600-h/Photo079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140516915100458050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bI5g5zHEI/AAAAAAAAA-w/llIT9v-eEQ4/s320/Photo079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it's so straight i'm so proud of myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bIhA5zHDI/AAAAAAAAA-o/CSIUn8oGrUw/s1600-h/Photo1194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140516494193663026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bIhA5zHDI/AAAAAAAAA-o/CSIUn8oGrUw/s320/Photo1194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; attack of the polka dots!! &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bIXw5zHCI/AAAAAAAAA-g/nfurpjFri0o/s1600-h/Photo1193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140516335279873058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bIXw5zHCI/AAAAAAAAA-g/nfurpjFri0o/s320/Photo1193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my break during the crazy exam period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bIBw5zHBI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/IWglLgG1bdk/s1600-h/Photo1191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140515957322750994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bIBw5zHBI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/IWglLgG1bdk/s320/Photo1191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my two lovely babies taking their nap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-7143055513139819076?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7143055513139819076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=7143055513139819076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7143055513139819076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7143055513139819076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/12/pics-fyp-mates-tired-after-3-hours-of.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1bOEQ5zHQI/AAAAAAAABAQ/nEoqXqXVF9w/s72-c/Photo192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-4799553576197981055</id><published>2007-12-02T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T00:35:46.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;*in love*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the feeling of being in love. You can do the most boring thing on earth but still feel like its the most exciting thing! Another typical day where the both of us were bored to tears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139400232193432530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1LRSA5zG9I/AAAAAAAAA94/NblNcA7HjE0/s320/chinese+characters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha i still cant write 'yao' properly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139400790539181026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1LRyg5zG-I/AAAAAAAAA-A/5AGLotInmWA/s320/chinese+characters2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;look at the horrible handwriting!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1LR7w5zHAI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/6LCO9gvt38E/s1600-R/chinese+characters4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139400949452971010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1LR7w5zHAI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/96ygz85HQ5c/s320/chinese+characters4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;disgusting toilet bowl eeew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1LR2g5zG_I/AAAAAAAAA-I/GBsKaS0v2E4/s1600-R/chinese+characters3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139400859258657778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1LR2g5zG_I/AAAAAAAAA-I/RE6iMGn5MDU/s320/chinese+characters3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my horrible attempt at writing chinese&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-4799553576197981055?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/4799553576197981055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=4799553576197981055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/4799553576197981055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/4799553576197981055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-love-i-love-feeling-of-being-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/R1LRSA5zG9I/AAAAAAAAA94/NblNcA7HjE0/s72-c/chinese+characters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-5823390712350569703</id><published>2007-11-30T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T00:59:36.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;*hurray*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are over. like finally. it's time to partyy~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few weeks have been hell for me. i slept less than 8 hours a day, which is bad news. anyways, i went for facial today and actually fell asleep while chatting with the beautician lol. and i'm going for a haircut tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-5823390712350569703?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/5823390712350569703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=5823390712350569703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/5823390712350569703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why does it still ring in my head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-7992238185197467311?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7992238185197467311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=7992238185197467311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7992238185197467311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7992238185197467311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/11/youll-never-find-someone-like-me-again.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-128941326127660458</id><published>2007-11-09T16:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T16:51:40.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;fi yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe out of 100 can. i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-128941326127660458?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/128941326127660458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=128941326127660458&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/128941326127660458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/128941326127660458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-2653156289621748619?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/2653156289621748619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=2653156289621748619&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/2653156289621748619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/2653156289621748619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-never-did-expect-this-would-come.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-2147547198002754054</id><published>2007-10-29T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T21:43:36.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this shouldnt be happening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this shouldnt be happening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"you're beyond redemption.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-2147547198002754054?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/2147547198002754054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=2147547198002754054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/2147547198002754054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/2147547198002754054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-shouldnt-be-happening-this.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-246790276223825378</id><published>2007-10-29T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T21:32:51.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*soulmate*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BEzbkGj7EaQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BEzbkGj7EaQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Incompatible, it don't matter though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'cos someone's bound to hear my cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Speak out if you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're not easy to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is it possible Mr. Loveable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is already in my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;right in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or maybe you're in disguise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who doesn't long for someone to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who knows how to love you without being told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;somebody tell me why I'm on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here we are again, circles never end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how do I find the perfect fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there's enough for everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but I'm still waiting in line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who doesn't long for someone to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who knows how to love you without being told&lt;br /&gt;somebody tell me why I'm on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Most relationships seem so transitory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They're all good but not the permanent one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who doesn't long for someone to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who knows how to love you without being told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;somebody tell me why I'm on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-246790276223825378?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/246790276223825378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=246790276223825378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/246790276223825378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/246790276223825378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/10/soulmate-incompatible-it-dont-matter.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-6634773125235039850</id><published>2007-10-29T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T13:48:50.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*nicky lee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fTK3XvDWirA&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'd like to dedicate this song to my fav girl, yq =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-6634773125235039850?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-5027067951887344363</id><published>2007-10-28T17:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T17:20:31.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, i stumbled upon someone's blog. someone i dont even regard as acquaintance. well, call it fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i didnt expect this. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess i've misunderstood you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well it's not called the past for nothing.&lt;em&gt; "just let go, and things will be fine."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i need assurance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-5027067951887344363?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/5027067951887344363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=5027067951887344363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/5027067951887344363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/5027067951887344363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/10/well-i-stumbled-upon-someones-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-2299407528642790747</id><published>2007-10-28T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T15:01:52.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*unpredictables of life*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well for once, i shall stop running away from the inevitibles in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, life is indeed unpredictable. the most unthinkable can happen. i'm a perfect example =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you know, i believe everyone has gone through a phase in their life whereby they wished never happened? or well, not that drastic. for me, im quite extreme. i used to be &lt;em&gt;ashamed&lt;/em&gt;. yes. you got that right. i would cringe whenever someone mention anything related to &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt;. yes. &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt;. well, i'm not exactly sure of the reasons. but that phase in my life was definitely something i wish i could erase entirely. because all it was full of bad memories. which, i could seriously do without. so for a long period of time. i chose to have selective amnesia. and thankfully, it worked. believe it or not, i'm really happy for &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt;. there wasnt even a tinge of unhappiness when i knew of the deception. i guess i've outgrown that stage. something i didnt expect to happen that soon. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm glad &lt;em&gt;it &lt;/em&gt;found happiness =) but i'm definitely not complaining about the status quo. cuz i definitely hate to be surrounded by devious beings. i was so appalled, you could say it was revolting. but like typical melodramas, full of unnecessary emotions, accompanied by tears, things end the stereotypical way. the &lt;em&gt;meanies&lt;/em&gt; will get their just deserts. its only a matter of time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-2299407528642790747?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/2299407528642790747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-8263698948673929513</id><published>2007-10-26T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T23:19:51.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to hell with this counting down shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's pure mental anguish to see the days pass so slowly! arghh. i've been counting down since like 11 days ago. but on the other hand, i'm freaking stressed to see the days passing so quickly cuz exams are drawing near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;too fast. too slow. too fast. too slow. too fast. too slow. too fast. too slow. too fast. too slow. too fast. too slow. too fast. too slow. too fast. too slow. too fast. too slow. too fast. too slow. too fast. too slow. too fast. too slow. too fast. too slow. too fast. too slow. too fast. too slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahh i know. time should pass quickly for the next 6 days. (thursday here i come!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then after thu, i'd like time to freeze thank you. err, i'd like to have whip cream too lol. okay, this is ridiculous. i need my starbucks i need my starbucks. and i need sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-8263698948673929513?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/8263698948673929513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=8263698948673929513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/8263698948673929513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/8263698948673929513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/10/to-hell-with-this-counting-down-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-6372685351890537242</id><published>2007-10-26T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T23:10:32.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*=)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as you can see. i'm in a happy mood. haha. i cant wait for next thursday! whee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont mean to whine, seriously. but i have this bloody ethics lecture tomorrow. YES. on a SATURDAY. how disgusting. *puke* nevermind that it's on a saturday. it starts at 10am and ends at 3.30pm! oh god. by the time i get home and stuff, more than half a day is GONE. yes. GONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's so shitty. i'm getting a headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i re did my slides for 218. like thanks. presentation's next thur. why thursday?? i wanted to skip class! zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm getting kinda sick of blogging actually haha. but i guess its due to the fact that i lead an uber boring life. so nothing interesting to share. no wait. the reason why i think i have &lt;em&gt;no life&lt;/em&gt; is probably because i've kinda lost interest in lotsa things? quite listless lately. arghh. must be the stress. must be the stress. hmm. okay i know im not making sense. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the days feel like years when i'm alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~6 days to go~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-6372685351890537242?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/6372685351890537242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=6372685351890537242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/6372685351890537242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/6372685351890537242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/10/as-you-can-see.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-4379296509097796380</id><published>2007-10-23T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:54:36.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*zzz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this place is how dead lol. nope. no lovey dovey pictures to post for the next 10 days. no ranting posts. nothing much bout my life currently. wait. &lt;em&gt;what life?&lt;/em&gt; haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways, i'm going crazy with school projects and stuff. goodness. and i'm down with high fever, flu, sore throat what have you. argh shucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i seriously need to start mugging soon. oh, no. like now! i'm stressed i'm stressed i'm stressed. #&amp;amp;$%^*#$%&amp;amp;*^%#$&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~9 more days~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-4379296509097796380?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/4379296509097796380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=4379296509097796380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/4379296509097796380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/4379296509097796380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/10/zzz-this-place-is-how-dead-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-6744710636971884497</id><published>2007-10-20T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T19:00:51.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*super mugger*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm so not motivated. i need motivation to start mugging. &lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt;. when i see my stack of soci readings, i'm how disgusted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've been quite slack lately. bumming around. taking naps. playing with kiki &amp;amp; meme. in short, anything &lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt; studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've yet to plan my timetable. i'm so gonna do it, like by today. it's time to morph into super mugger haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's been five days. we're one day closer to seeing each other. yay! i'm missing you more each day. let's get ds once you're back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~12 days to go~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-6744710636971884497?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/6744710636971884497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=6744710636971884497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/6744710636971884497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/6744710636971884497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/10/super-mugger-im-so-not-motivated.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-6498120304300879730</id><published>2007-10-19T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T00:01:39.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*hugs &amp;amp; kisses*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if i could, i'd do a teletubby &lt;em&gt;bighug&lt;/em&gt;. like yes. big &lt;em&gt;bighug&lt;/em&gt;. i missed you terribly. come back quick!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~13 days to go~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-6498120304300879730?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/6498120304300879730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=6498120304300879730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/6498120304300879730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/6498120304300879730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/10/hugs-kisses-if-i-could-id-do-teletubby.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-352709416715907324</id><published>2007-10-15T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T23:46:13.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*super lame*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RxOK73i0wUI/AAAAAAAAA9w/28-jH7Xu7yI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121589962377314626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RxOK73i0wUI/AAAAAAAAA9w/28-jH7Xu7yI/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~18 days~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-352709416715907324?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/352709416715907324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=352709416715907324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/352709416715907324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/352709416715907324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/10/18-days.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RxOK73i0wUI/AAAAAAAAA9w/28-jH7Xu7yI/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-1484360759264993213</id><published>2007-10-15T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T16:44:42.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*idle*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RxMlRni0wSI/AAAAAAAAA9g/iiyefc696ig/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121481544517861682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RxMoVHi0wTI/AAAAAAAAA9o/GAn5J_PjfkU/s320/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we sat beside each other and chatted on msn last night because i refused to let him talk to me hahaha. and look what he did to my window. it's all flooded with this dumb onion-lookalike chewing on this small piece of branch with a leaf. apparently he thinks its very cool. of course i beg to differ haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, and spot the super act cool display pic. pity i accidentally cropped it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-1484360759264993213?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/1484360759264993213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=1484360759264993213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/1484360759264993213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/1484360759264993213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/10/idle-we-sat-beside-each-other-and.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RxMoVHi0wTI/AAAAAAAAA9o/GAn5J_PjfkU/s72-c/untitled1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-1963595403817475051</id><published>2007-10-15T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T13:19:51.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*I'm okay, I miss you.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hJaaHnFnl1s"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hJaaHnFnl1s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K0WzYLkJq3o"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K0WzYLkJq3o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h8oWY_0dMk8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h8oWY_0dMk8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CzerpV-Pb0U"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CzerpV-Pb0U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l8xvCuQJ1tI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l8xvCuQJ1tI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm obsessed with this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These 2 months have been the happiest times of my life. I cant exactly explain how and why, but everything that has happened so far can only be summarized by a word: Surreal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember it was four years ago, back when I was still in PJ. It will always be a part of my memory that will never go away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We didnt  expect this I guess. In fact, no one did. But, somehow, it happened. I once joked, we took four years to realise we like each other. But I'm definitely not complaining. I believe both of us grew up alot during the four years. I think neither of us have any regrets either. What's past is past. It's the future that matters right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Happy advanced  two months! I cant believe it's only been two months actually. Feels like we've been together for so long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss waking up next to you. I miss your silly antics. I miss you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-1963595403817475051?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/1963595403817475051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=1963595403817475051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/1963595403817475051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/1963595403817475051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-okay-i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-7749013332629754069</id><published>2007-10-08T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T13:48:21.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*cheap thrills*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I should be working on my soci paper seriously, but this article is too good to ignore lol. Below are some of the 'cheap thrills' featured on this week's 8 days. Read it, its funny haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Smugly tellin the cab driver to "Keep the change" when it's only 10 cents&lt;/span&gt; [come on, who isnt guilty of this??]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Receiving a bunch of McDonald's discount coupons in the mail &lt;/span&gt;[i'm not exactly a fan of Mc's.. but still i get the kick out of staring at the minute pictures of burgers and what have you lol]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Getting a 20 cent discount off $1 ice-cream because you flirted with the push cart uncle&lt;/span&gt; [hmm, i'd love the discount but i dont have the habit of flirting with uncles =) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Checking out a cute guy/girl and having him/her check you out at the same time&lt;/span&gt; [*grin*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Looking drunk when you're stopped by the traffic police at 3am - and, of course you're sober&lt;/span&gt; [i'd definitely love to try hahahaha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Walking into a pay-per-use public toilet without paying the 20 cents&lt;/span&gt; [haha i can imagine that..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Slimming mirros in changing rooms&lt;/span&gt; [where's my camera?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Watching transvestites at Orchard Towers&lt;/span&gt; [nayy, havent tried. only been to changi village]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Watching clueless ang moh tourists leering at transvestites at Orchard Towers&lt;/span&gt; [now that's interesting..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Watching the super para Beng shake his booty at the games arcade&lt;/span&gt; [haha, who havent??]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Blithely dropping hotel room towels onto the bathroom floor&lt;/span&gt; [guilty as charged!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Discovering that a restaurant forgot to charge you for dessert when you're already on your way home&lt;/span&gt; [someone quick ask me how much this famous restaurant in Clarke Quay charged me for 6 mains and half a dozen of beers haha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bumping into an old friend who asks "hey! have you lost weight?"&lt;/span&gt; [i'd be the happiest girl on the planet!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ending up alone in the lift ith your office crush&lt;/span&gt; [*stutter*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bitching with a colleague on MSN - especially if she sits just beside you&lt;/span&gt; [i miss those days..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Receiving an e-mail from your boss which reads "i'll be away for 2 weeks"&lt;/span&gt; [that literally translates to no OT]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Taking a day to mull over that pair of expensive shoes you're eyeing, and then discovering that its 50% off the next day&lt;/span&gt; [why hasnt it happened to me yet???]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jabbing at the 'Close' door button in a lift just as someone's rushing towards it. And the door shuts before the person can see your face&lt;/span&gt; [hey, that's downright evil. but if you hate that person, that's a total different story altogether]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Making a monkey face at a brat in the next car when his parents aren't looking (by the time the tattletale's told them, you're innocently looking elseware)&lt;/span&gt; [hahah, that'd be fun!! err, luckily my biological clock's not ticking yet..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When the person beside you at a wedding dinner pushes his bowl in your direction and announces "I'm against eating sharks fin!"&lt;/span&gt; [hey! that's me!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Getting stopped in the street by a scout from a modelling agency. And turning him down&lt;/span&gt; [i wouldnt consider that a cheap thrill cuz it seems they literally stop everyone on the street. and if you see the people they stop, you'd flip if you're their next target.. *shudders*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Googling your name&lt;/span&gt; [ha ha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sneaking burgers and bee hoon into cinemas&lt;/span&gt; [i've tired sneaking kfc, long john, rice what have you hahah]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Telling someone "I told you so"&lt;/span&gt; [well, that's only if you hate that person i guess]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Watching the audition episodes of local talent shows&lt;/span&gt; [okay, this one's from me.. *gasp!*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright, enough slacking. Back to work zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-7749013332629754069?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7749013332629754069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=7749013332629754069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7749013332629754069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7749013332629754069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/10/cheap-thrills-i-should-be-working-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-4632102637033086691</id><published>2007-10-07T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T16:44:46.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Lovely*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Caught Lust, Caution last night. Great movie. Except for the fact that virtually &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; of the sex scenes were censored, like -_- Anyways, the plot was great. Kudos to Eileen Chang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Had dinner at Coffee Club for two consecutive nights! The garlic prawn pasta's yummy~ I wanna go back again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Recently, I'm super hooked on mocha lite from starbucks. it's freaking darn good. Its like the skim version of your regular mocha. And the nuts over brownie was uber sinful! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh and the most ridiculous thing happened last night. We were happily strolling back to the bus stop from Shell and I swear i spotted 307 from afar. So we ran to the bus stop, hoping to catch that damned bus. I ran like mad, carrying that huge and heavy bag of mine lol. Imagine the sight - me lugging a heavy bag, in a pair of not-very-runable shoes, hair all over the place, laughing and screaming away. Like, super unglam lol. But the worst thing was, that bloody bus we were chasing after was friggin NR3 and not 307! Like holy crap. You can imagine how I spent the next few minutes cussing and swearing like mad. I just dont understand how two pairs of eyes can mistake NR3 for 307 yikess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here're some of the pictures we took last night. Enjoy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwiV3Hi0wQI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/gpQCku8prAc/s1600-h/Photo039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118505750657024258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwiV3Hi0wQI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/gpQCku8prAc/s320/Photo039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwiVyHi0wPI/AAAAAAAAA9I/8q8xZVYO14o/s1600-h/Photo041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118505664757678322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwiVyHi0wPI/AAAAAAAAA9I/8q8xZVYO14o/s320/Photo041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Coffee Club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwiVgHi0wNI/AAAAAAAAA84/A5mawMA3ISA/s1600-h/Photo048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118505355520032978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwiVgHi0wNI/AAAAAAAAA84/A5mawMA3ISA/s320/Photo048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; While waiting for a cab..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finally uploaded this picture we took on Friday night~! My dear darlings, see ya guys soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwiVE3i0wMI/AAAAAAAAA8w/zM8_1NXZwH4/s1600-h/Photo038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118504887368597698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwiVE3i0wMI/AAAAAAAAA8w/zM8_1NXZwH4/s320/Photo038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Girls' night out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-4632102637033086691?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/4632102637033086691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-4917281736531345384</id><published>2007-10-06T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T13:08:09.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*all the &amp;amp;%$%&amp;amp;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3rd year's supposedly more relaxed, but life's as hectic as ever. projects, assignments, essays what have you. i'm how stressed. my soci paper (which is due in like two weeks) is a big headache. i havent touched the readings yet and they're piling up each week. holy crap. everytime i see that pile of readings, some part of my body hurts. talk about reflex action lol. someone make me studyyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on the contrary, my current finance mods are still okayy, like thank god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"jas' at it again. everytime she blabbers nonsense, she havent been sleeping well"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3 consecutive late nights = slurred speech. again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha, you guys know me so darn well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;minus the heavy workload, life's been treating me pretty well lately. caught up with su and alina last night. our much awaited girls' night out (though it ended pretty early). i miss the girls so so much. cant wait to see you darlings again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;caught up with jess and marcus on thur. i miss her so much can! i was mia for the whole recess break cuz i was busy mugging for 2 tests shucks. im pretty glad its over haha. we went kbox and sang till my voice turned hoarse lol. went ajisen for dinner. again. somehow the food's not that fantastic that day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh and i met jack and alvin for dinner last wed, like finally haha. that was the 3rd time i visited ichiban boshi in 2 weeks. realised i've been having alotta jap food lately hmm. not exactly a fan of jap food. gimme bread and pasta anytime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've got cravings for choc fondue. mmm~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-6080285888537998491</id><published>2007-10-04T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T23:25:37.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*tamme's lazy afternoon*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwUFC3i0wLI/AAAAAAAAA8o/TDWYo0BVblI/s1600-h/Photo013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117502098404327602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwUFC3i0wLI/AAAAAAAAA8o/TDWYo0BVblI/s320/Photo013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you have no idea how much time was spent combing his hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwUE5Xi0wKI/AAAAAAAAA8g/Ml--RelQB8c/s1600-h/Photo015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117501935195570338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwUE5Xi0wKI/AAAAAAAAA8g/Ml--RelQB8c/s320/Photo015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my beautiful baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwUEpXi0wJI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/iWqKKPz91To/s1600-h/Photo018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117501660317663378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwUEpXi0wJI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/iWqKKPz91To/s320/Photo018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pretty collar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwUEaXi0wII/AAAAAAAAA8Q/ZAIT2EU0UOg/s1600-h/Photo022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117501402619625602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwUEaXi0wII/AAAAAAAAA8Q/ZAIT2EU0UOg/s320/Photo022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;super act cute face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwUEIXi0wHI/AAAAAAAAA8I/OFZVfWzr_rU/s1600-h/Photo023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117501093381980274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwUEIXi0wHI/AAAAAAAAA8I/OFZVfWzr_rU/s320/Photo023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nap time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117500925878255714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwUD-ni0wGI/AAAAAAAAA8A/BF7LNVHx9C0/s320/Photo030.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwUDuHi0wFI/AAAAAAAAA74/RrSpfX5QWwQ/s1600-h/Photo032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117500642410414162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwUDuHi0wFI/AAAAAAAAA74/RrSpfX5QWwQ/s320/Photo032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;his favourite soft toy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-6080285888537998491?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/6080285888537998491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=6080285888537998491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/6080285888537998491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/6080285888537998491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/10/tammes-lazy-afternoon-you-have-no-idea.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwUFC3i0wLI/AAAAAAAAA8o/TDWYo0BVblI/s72-c/Photo013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-5499117328394410636</id><published>2007-10-04T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T23:13:59.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*dad's birthday*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;daddy celebrated his 50th birthday last sunday and everyone had a great time!! happy happy birthday dad~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117491824842555362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwT7s3i0v-I/AAAAAAAAA7A/jo9HPzk4aFY/s320/DSC01176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwT8DXi0v_I/AAAAAAAAA7I/5c-hoOumYgY/s1600-h/DSC01178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117492211389612018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwT8DXi0v_I/AAAAAAAAA7I/5c-hoOumYgY/s320/DSC01178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117492688130981890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwT8fHi0wAI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/2uSXr6LbphY/s320/DSC01184.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love dadddyyyy =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117496424752529474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwT_4ni0wEI/AAAAAAAAA7w/-gsEruSBe2Y/s320/Photo1198.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;while watiting for the food..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwT6eni0v8I/AAAAAAAAA6w/t4L4tPHZmkY/s1600-h/Photo004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117490480517791682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwT6eni0v8I/AAAAAAAAA6w/t4L4tPHZmkY/s320/Photo004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gigantic lobster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwT6TXi0v7I/AAAAAAAAA6o/Hj9J8V4rWu0/s1600-h/DSC01188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117490287244263346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwT6TXi0v7I/AAAAAAAAA6o/Hj9J8V4rWu0/s320/DSC01188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwT5wni0v6I/AAAAAAAAA6g/ObvSroIGsbI/s1600-h/Photo007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117489690243809186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwT5wni0v6I/AAAAAAAAA6g/ObvSroIGsbI/s320/Photo007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;present from me!&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/8736438567724666893-5499117328394410636?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/5499117328394410636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=5499117328394410636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/5499117328394410636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/5499117328394410636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/10/dads-birthday-daddy-celebrated-his-50th.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RwT7s3i0v-I/AAAAAAAAA7A/jo9HPzk4aFY/s72-c/DSC01176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-4430570679671975541</id><published>2007-10-03T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T01:29:09.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*if i could take you away....*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i35RTgP1GCo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i35RTgP1GCo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The longing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The desire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bittersweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This song is uber sexy. I'm so in love with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-4430570679671975541?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/4430570679671975541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=4430570679671975541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/4430570679671975541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/4430570679671975541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-i-could-take-you-away.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-4073833190646475104</id><published>2007-10-02T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T22:35:36.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*potential break up song*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9zLCNI59qD0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9zLCNI59qD0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-4073833190646475104?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/4073833190646475104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=4073833190646475104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/4073833190646475104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/4073833190646475104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/10/potential-break-up-song.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-5949468444472423767</id><published>2007-09-27T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T00:32:41.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*happy birthday Rosemarie!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My beloved Rosemarie turned ** (thou shalt not reveal a lady's age) on 19 Sept!! Like you guys cant guess from the number of candles right haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We threw a mini surprise birthday party for her and look how happy she is! Most importantly, the cake's delish! Courtesy from me of course haha. Happy Happy birthday honey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvTYXi0v4I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/x02ibY_eFfo/s1600-h/DSC01112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114914217399730050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvTYXi0v4I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/x02ibY_eFfo/s320/DSC01112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvSsHi0v3I/AAAAAAAAA6I/0c8IvHz1744/s1600-h/DSC01117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114913457190518642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvSsHi0v3I/AAAAAAAAA6I/0c8IvHz1744/s320/DSC01117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Birthday girl + tamme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvSEni0v2I/AAAAAAAAA6A/gSq9m4tI9WQ/s1600-h/DSC01119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114912778585685858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvSEni0v2I/AAAAAAAAA6A/gSq9m4tI9WQ/s320/DSC01119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dad's missing cuz he's da camera man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvRrni0v1I/AAAAAAAAA54/BTp_UuwNK1U/s1600-h/DSC01120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114912349088956242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvRrni0v1I/AAAAAAAAA54/BTp_UuwNK1U/s320/DSC01120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Happy birthday to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy birthday to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy birthday to Rosemarie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvRUHi0v0I/AAAAAAAAA5w/jQnM4jopRdQ/s1600-h/DSC01123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114911945362030402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvRUHi0v0I/AAAAAAAAA5w/jQnM4jopRdQ/s320/DSC01123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; What's with that psychotic look on my face lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvQ_3i0vzI/AAAAAAAAA5o/CUj2zDVFAi0/s1600-h/DSC01127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114911597469679410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvQ_3i0vzI/AAAAAAAAA5o/CUj2zDVFAi0/s320/DSC01127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Happy birthdayyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvQgHi0vyI/AAAAAAAAA5g/7P_ko20i0So/s1600-h/DSC01128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114911052008832802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvQgHi0vyI/AAAAAAAAA5g/7P_ko20i0So/s320/DSC01128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Spot the extra lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvQLHi0vxI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/s80VDqdMysM/s1600-h/DSC01137.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114910691231579922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvQLHi0vxI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/s80VDqdMysM/s320/DSC01137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Unglam~ Yea. Again. Like what's new?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-5949468444472423767?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/5949468444472423767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=5949468444472423767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/5949468444472423767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/5949468444472423767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-rosemarie-my-beloved.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvTYXi0v4I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/x02ibY_eFfo/s72-c/DSC01112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-8160236726026755132</id><published>2007-09-27T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T23:43:06.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*blah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was watching ANTM and this sense of nostalgia struck me when when Whitney prayed for Jael. While it prolly wont mean much to others, I certainly was touched. But, I dont think I wana delve into the details here though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been busy mugging for my 218 since like last week and I'm really glad I've completed it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114905876573241090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="138" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvLy3i0vwI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/jUJv6-H-2aU/s320/-.bmp" width="374" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now that I've finished mugging for 218, it's time to mug hard for 214. Sigh. But I'm so grateful to my precious cuz he's been buying teh peng from yakun for me! hehe =) I'm so looking forward to tomorrow cuz we're going clarke quay. Yes, I'm uber excited. But nope, it's not cuz of clarke quay. Haha, sorry to sound a lil insane here. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-8160236726026755132?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/8160236726026755132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=8160236726026755132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/8160236726026755132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/8160236726026755132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/09/blah-i-was-watching-antm-and-this-sense.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvLy3i0vwI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/jUJv6-H-2aU/s72-c/-.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-7813417452485126559</id><published>2007-09-27T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T23:11:30.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvCaXi0vvI/AAAAAAAAA5I/h5zgYjIz3Mk/s1600-h/Photo1184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114895560061796082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvCaXi0vvI/AAAAAAAAA5I/h5zgYjIz3Mk/s320/Photo1184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvCTHi0vuI/AAAAAAAAA5A/WIyWnaxv_7M/s1600-h/Photo1183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114895435507744482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvCTHi0vuI/AAAAAAAAA5A/WIyWnaxv_7M/s320/Photo1183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Scary-looking things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvCDni0vtI/AAAAAAAAA44/7vhqf7ts9ko/s1600-h/Photo1191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114895169219772114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvCDni0vtI/AAAAAAAAA44/7vhqf7ts9ko/s320/Photo1191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Two sleepy heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvB1Xi0vsI/AAAAAAAAA4w/M7XPuto-9uo/s1600-h/Photo1190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114894924406636226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvB1Xi0vsI/AAAAAAAAA4w/M7XPuto-9uo/s320/Photo1190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Precious playing hide-and-seek with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvAWHi0vrI/AAAAAAAAA4o/vkBVRkHZQQc/s1600-h/Photo1186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114893288024096434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvAWHi0vrI/AAAAAAAAA4o/vkBVRkHZQQc/s320/Photo1186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvAKHi0vqI/AAAAAAAAA4g/rWLr506_jt4/s1600-h/Photo1185a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114893081865666210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvAKHi0vqI/AAAAAAAAA4g/rWLr506_jt4/s320/Photo1185a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you see so &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; many expensive looking cars around, you can only be at.. &lt;/span&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/8736438567724666893-7813417452485126559?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7813417452485126559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=7813417452485126559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7813417452485126559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7813417452485126559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/09/scary-looking-things-two-sleepy-heads.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RvvCaXi0vvI/AAAAAAAAA5I/h5zgYjIz3Mk/s72-c/Photo1184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-2496467597112917329</id><published>2007-09-24T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T17:24:15.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*boring..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Right now your reputation is shining brighter than ever, but that only means that it's more important than ever to maintain its spotless sheen. You have far too much to lose by putting only half your energy into whatever you're doing, so resist the urge to put things on auto-pilot at any point today. Give this day one hundred percent, and prove to the powerful people who are watching that you are the real deal -- not just someone bluffing their way through life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mug hard Jasmine. Mug hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-2496467597112917329?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/2496467597112917329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=2496467597112917329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/2496467597112917329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/2496467597112917329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/09/boring.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-7382688313008075963</id><published>2007-09-21T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T00:48:07.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;*thou shalt not covet...*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Be content with what you have; rejoice in the way things are.&lt;br /&gt;When you realize there is nothing lacking, the whole world belongs to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Super meaningful quote. Let's face it, no one will ever be contented with the status quo. me neither. and that's probably why i was never really happy in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh well, heck it. cuz i'm really happy now. i dont see why i shouldnt be when i have a pair of wonderful parents, a super nice brother, 2 darling babies, and most importantly, him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess when you really start to cherish the people around you, and also the things in your life, you'd realise how lucky you are..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-7382688313008075963?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7382688313008075963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=7382688313008075963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7382688313008075963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7382688313008075963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/09/thou-shalt-not-covet_21.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-1252251725468418955</id><published>2007-09-19T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T00:28:31.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*chirpy*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been in a rather good mood lately. no particular reason though. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my readings are piling up! looking at it seriously makes me damn stressed. next week's recess week! time flies man, sigh. i wished i had been more hardworking for the past 7 weeks. sigh. but, heck. i'm gonna start mugging hard. ms nerdy is back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the world's a better place because you're in it.. i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-1252251725468418955?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/1252251725468418955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=1252251725468418955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/1252251725468418955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/1252251725468418955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/09/chirpy-ive-been-in-rather-good-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-3024109950021708712</id><published>2007-09-18T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T17:51:52.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;If you have been spending the past few days nursing a bruise to your ego, it's time to start shifting back into life today. The best thing you can do for yourself is to get back into the action and have some fun. You have a lot of beauty and strength to showcase, and there are plenty of people who want a front row seat for the show. There is more interest in you right now than you truly realize. You are missing an amazing opportunity by standing on the sidelines and watching others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm.. 'there is more interest in you right now' &lt;- i think it's trying to tell me i've more interest in studying haha. I'm suddenly super motivated. As for 'have some fun' i'll leave that to the weekends perhaps. FIM's driving me nuts! I take a day to study 1 chapter. Someone HELP! On the other hand, I'm having quite alotta fun studying for Int'l FM lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Was listening to When You're Gone just now. I never used to pay much attention to the lyrics until today. Well, I have to say the song's good, though I've never been a fan of Avril Lavigne. It's how emo. Just the song that I'll like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm looking forward to my YaKun later haha. And more pepper sausages! I shall visit that booth daily until they remove it lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, mooncakes. I've not bought my green-tea flavoured mooncakes yet! I wana play with candles too hahah. Yea I know I'm a tad too old to join those kids in the garden.. But I dont really give a damn lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-3024109950021708712?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/3024109950021708712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=3024109950021708712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/3024109950021708712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/3024109950021708712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/09/if-you-have-been-spending-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-7508491933231063777</id><published>2007-09-17T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T23:17:34.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*yawnn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I detest studying. argh. like who doesnt right? oh well, i &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; actually live in this uber pragmatic society. &lt;em&gt;"must study. otherwise how to get good job next time??"&lt;/em&gt; sigh. it's how stressful to live in singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but on a lighter note, i'm glad i've got you to motivate me. haha, to work hard of course. (do you feel pressurized already? lol.) i want more pepper chicken sausage!! i want alot alot alot of mustard haha. i'm super looking forward to going Beppu on Saturday hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111190899610491938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ru6ZCv5-HCI/AAAAAAAAA3g/PtxmxwsEN8c/s320/Photo1180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We've tried Donut Factory, Yummy Donuts, eDonuts, Missy Donuts.. What's next?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111191440776371250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ru6ZiP5-HDI/AAAAAAAAA3o/rz2qk6q8cVg/s320/Photo1182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My customized timetable. I'm so excited, not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-7508491933231063777?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7508491933231063777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=7508491933231063777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7508491933231063777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7508491933231063777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/09/yawnn-i-detest-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ru6ZCv5-HCI/AAAAAAAAA3g/PtxmxwsEN8c/s72-c/Photo1180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-5193464409932962325</id><published>2007-09-17T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T14:56:52.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*break time*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I managed to haul my lazy bum outta bed at 11am this morning. Not cool cuz i was supposed to be awake at 9! Tsk tsk. Havent been very productive though. Arrrhh. My lil baby's lying next to my chair, happily enjoying his afternoon nap. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've been spinning the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hotel costes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;album the entire morning. Highly recommended. I personally love L'amour and Sympathique. I'll go figure out howda get this song up. But that would prolly mean another month or so? lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink champagne's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-5193464409932962325?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/5193464409932962325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=5193464409932962325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/5193464409932962325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/5193464409932962325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/09/break-time-i-managed-to-haul-my-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-5978607855126341301</id><published>2007-09-16T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T01:56:47.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*episode 4* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Happy episode 4! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Think only the few of us can understand why episode 4, but.. it'll continue to increase! Time flies, its week 6 already. I'm gonna start mugging tomorrow. Goodness, i wasted too much time slacking around. Really have to start studying for my quizes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just got back from our much awaited gathering. We've been postponing it for how long! Our dear cy's lil belated birthday dinner was fun! Updated one another on our lives. So much have changed i guess. Was actually quite overwhelmed by all that's going on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110487182103944114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuwZA_5-G7I/AAAAAAAAA2o/mWajlrLd7sA/s320/Photo1157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Spot the kid!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110487980967861186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuwZvf5-G8I/AAAAAAAAA2w/uPEOCKpu-BI/s320/Photo1168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sun tanning time!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110488303090408402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuwaCP5-G9I/AAAAAAAAA24/uZRKCnd_Cyw/s320/Photo1169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Spot kitty!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110489059004652514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuwauP5-G-I/AAAAAAAAA3A/6iFor7egLGQ/s320/Photo1172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;At Swensons'&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110489544335956978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuwbKf5-G_I/AAAAAAAAA3I/6t--BuGGeYs/s320/Photo1174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My pizza!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110489844983667714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ruwbb_5-HAI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/5Fcj1wCNzDU/s320/Photo1175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;His pasta!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110490364674710546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ruwb6P5-HBI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/pnmfF085rRw/s320/Photo1176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Our crazy donut adventures haha. &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/8736438567724666893-5978607855126341301?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/5978607855126341301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=5978607855126341301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/5978607855126341301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/5978607855126341301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/09/episode-4-happy-episode-4-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuwZA_5-G7I/AAAAAAAAA2o/mWajlrLd7sA/s72-c/Photo1157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-6248462463264265316</id><published>2007-09-13T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T21:12:47.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*knock knock*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I realised i've been wasting too much of my time on trivial matters. Its time to stop dreaming and wake up. I promised myself I'm gonna work hard for my final year, and yet I allowed myself to be embroiled in so many irrelevant matters. Argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think I &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; to a certain extent. Perhaps it's a sign. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-6248462463264265316?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/6248462463264265316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=6248462463264265316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/6248462463264265316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/6248462463264265316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/09/knock-knock-i-realised-ive-been-wasting.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-4661083304453244002</id><published>2007-09-08T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T15:06:00.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*zzz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well i realised I havent been blogging lately cuz I'm super duper busy! I cant stand the sight of my texts. They are not exactly thick, but when stacked together, I'd rather read my investment text. The font is how tiny, and its not colourful! Argh, sick. Anyway, I've decided to start studying. Enough of playing. Week 5 is OVER! OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107720990165101298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJFLb6Y6vI/AAAAAAAAA0c/0hydkhQ7bjA/s320/Photo1061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107721149078891266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJFUr6Y6wI/AAAAAAAAA0k/FC8ews5uJcg/s320/Photo1062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Donutsssssss~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107721728899476242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJF2b6Y6xI/AAAAAAAAA0s/hE4plGwIAmo/s320/Photo1071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Too much shopping -_-&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107722480518753122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJGiL6Y62I/AAAAAAAAA1U/GH_qPtkIzWA/s320/Photo1094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Birthday boy + girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107722360259668818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJGbL6Y61I/AAAAAAAAA1M/MTD5z8L4n1k/s320/Photo1088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107722596482870130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJGo76Y63I/AAAAAAAAA1c/ZNci_HAtoJ0/s320/Photo1090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107722712446987138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJGvr6Y64I/AAAAAAAAA1k/TppJBCPDGus/s320/Photo1091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Birthday dinner! Yummm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107722085381761842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJGLL6Y6zI/AAAAAAAAA08/qztu9MUr6q4/s320/Photo1078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107722222820715330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJGTL6Y60I/AAAAAAAAA1E/rf-pJPDnuIQ/s320/Photo1087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107722806936267666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJG1L6Y65I/AAAAAAAAA1s/7sHVq_6DJdU/s320/Photo1095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107722897130580898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJG6b6Y66I/AAAAAAAAA10/PzaUZvsyIvc/s320/Photo1096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107723098994043842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJHGL6Y68I/AAAAAAAAA2E/ATKDPnKTDZ0/s320/Photo1099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;On our way back. yawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107721896403200802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJGAL6Y6yI/AAAAAAAAA00/pL-26ZVFD3w/s320/Photo1075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Spot the live one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107723266497768402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJHP76Y69I/AAAAAAAAA2M/Do089AheJzg/s320/Photo1108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Peek-a-boo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Our cozy lil afternoon nap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107723382461885410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJHWr6Y6-I/AAAAAAAAA2U/axUiT5VsMxY/s320/Photo1142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"I'm tired"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Went zouk last Wed. I still gotta say I prefer Phuture haha. We saw his friend, who happened to live in the same block as qian! How coincidental can. Saw alan too. Think we saw quite a few familiar faces. Oh well, its a Wed, and its zouk. I have to say that place brought back alotta memories, I'm sure he agrees too haha. Havent been drinking much since i left pioneer, so I was quite high that night haha. We left quite late, cuz according to somebody, there were supposed to be no more roadblocks at that time. I'm just puzzled, why make it so convenient for us to park our cars when the state discourages drink driving? Ahh, I know. The power of $$.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We barely had enough sleep that night cuz I wanted to go shopping on Thursday! Didnt buy much though, cuz nothing seemed to catch my eye. I wana go HK to shop!! lol. Oh dinner that night was horrible. Had thai food. The tom yum soup is.. well, I wouldnt use the word cold, but its somewhere near there. Bad way to start dinner. Its like how disgusting. I totally didnt feel like touching that bowl of soup. And because of that bowl of soup, every thing else sucked hahaha. Oh, that restaurant's at PS. Haha, how many Thai restaurants are there in PS man lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Celebrated our dear Owl's 21st birthday at Pizza Hut last night. We waited for about 45mins! At lot 1! Couldnt believe it can. Food was so-so. Cake sucked lol. Yes, qian and i picked the cake. But didnt expect it to be &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;bad.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107719108969425522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJDd76Y6nI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Do8Ga1Gt4Mo/s320/221407631306_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107720461884123874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJEsr6Y6uI/AAAAAAAAA0U/7Uj3A-7bCnM/s320/107107631306_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107719396732234402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJDur6Y6qI/AAAAAAAAAz0/vDN7GqR83Bw/s320/408096631306_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107719224933542530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJDkr6Y6oI/AAAAAAAAAzk/D18uCO7L96M/s320/288986631306_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107720311560268498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RuJEj76Y6tI/AAAAAAAAA0M/_dy6-DLyLYQ/s320/490596631306_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Met des after that. Had tea and my green tea mooncake! Yum yum! Didnt eat alot cuz I ate quite alot last night haha. We finished the wine I brought to qian's party. It was quite good. But it'd have been better if it was chilled haha. Slept damn late last night. Again. lol. Poor thing he's on duty today, while i'm happily slacking, er i mean studying, at home haha. I'm looking forward to our trip to the zoo next Sunday! hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-4661083304453244002?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/4661083304453244002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=4661083304453244002&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-48945952832337737?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/48945952832337737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=48945952832337737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/48945952832337737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/48945952832337737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RshbApG4k2I/AAAAAAAAAy8/rMhl7tq4QKY/s1600-h/449439130306_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100426644589941602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RshbApG4k2I/AAAAAAAAAy8/rMhl7tq4QKY/s320/449439130306_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Rsha8ZG4k1I/AAAAAAAAAy0/eFRfeV0OsSA/s1600-h/440559130306_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100426571575497554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Rsha8ZG4k1I/AAAAAAAAAy0/eFRfeV0OsSA/s320/440559130306_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RshazZG4k0I/AAAAAAAAAys/IUNkX1hr8U0/s1600-h/166459130306_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100426416956674882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RshazZG4k0I/AAAAAAAAAys/IUNkX1hr8U0/s320/166459130306_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*marcus' 21st*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RshaL5G4kzI/AAAAAAAAAyk/rQWAB553ZZE/s1600-h/186541599206_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100425738351842098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RshaL5G4kzI/AAAAAAAAAyk/rQWAB553ZZE/s320/186541599206_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*yuqian's 21st*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-7952868038189274413</id><published>2007-08-16T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T23:26:21.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*160807*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;our day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the beginning of.. forever? haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;your silly lil girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its been so long since i felt this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm over the moon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant seem to hide my joy lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-7952868038189274413?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7952868038189274413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=7952868038189274413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7952868038189274413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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i was the only one who fell ill! shucks. oh well, it was a bad bad weekend. terrible actually. i opened this file xh sent and guess what, it was virus! BLOODYHELL. and that happened like at 1am friday night. i had work on sat! crap. and so i whined and complained to xh on the phone for the next 2 hours lol. my weeks of restraining (myself from swearing) went down the drain cuz we cussed like there was no tmr haha. actually it wouldnt have taken that long. but because i was a techno-dino, he had to tell me how to fix that damned thing step by step! our c0nvo basically comprise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;XH: okay go to the __ website and dl the free software&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;jas: huh? omg omg where where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;XH: google it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;jas: okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;XH: found the software?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;jas: err.. which link to click on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;XH: the 'dl for free' button&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;jas: *sheepishly* im still on the google page..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;XH: oh okay... click on the first link you see. the one that says &lt;a href="http://www/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;http://www&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so you see. he's sucha darling! haha. but i think most people will flip if they were in his shoes. luckily we managed to fix that shite after 2 hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i went to bed feelin queasy and could barely sleep. woke up to puke shortly after. yikes. and i had diarrhoea. holy crap. and yes. as you may have guessed. I DIDNT SLEEP. that's how sick. went to docs and he told me to not to work&lt;em&gt;. obviously&lt;/em&gt;. and i survived on liquids the whole of saturday. i forced myself to eat on sunday cuz i was how weak! sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i spent my weekend reading. finished 2 books. i've got another 2 books waiting haha. China Dolls &amp;amp; Marie Antoinette. Watched Marie Antoinette last week. its good! Too bad they're not screening the film here. Oh well, i have the book! haha. La Vie En Rose was great too! that was one helluva movie haha. 2 1/2 hrs. cinema europa was comfy, but the seats were too far apart. cool thing is, there was only 1 other couple watching the movie, and the guy's caucasian -_- it's kinda sad why the locals cannot appreciate artistic films, so to speak. both of us thought it was pretty good, though we had to really pay attention to the subtitles (movie's in french). but frankly speaking, 2 1/2 hrs' a tad too long cuz our attention waned midway. and obviously we were preoccupied lol. despite the exhorbitant price, i wana try watchin at cinema goldclass next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wana catch rush hour 3! everyone's been gushing about how hilarious it is haha. guess it shouldnt be too bad? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-3269109132020995305</id><published>2007-08-06T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T14:01:17.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*letting go*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it has never been an easy thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"but its not the first time anyway, why so worried?"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;despite admonishings from friends, i chose to go ahead and follow my heart. but i never thought things would turn out that complicated. actually i'm really amazed by how people can get involved in no strings attached relationships, so to speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;should i continue to hold on? or let go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-3269109132020995305?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/3269109132020995305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=3269109132020995305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*bliss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;had sakae 2 days in a row. damn disgusting. no more sushis for me man. anyway, i was never a fan of sushi. but i dont mind a la carte tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm catchin la vie en rose tmr! so happy!! i've been waiting so long for this movie haha. the movie's only available at gv europa, so the tix are selling at 10 bucks. actually i wouldnt mind watchin at gold class, cuz the running time is 140 mins! so the normal seats would be quite uncomfy i guess. hope there wouldnt be too many people watchin the midnight show tmr lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;plannin to go sentosa for night picnic b4 the movie tmr hehe. my hello kitty mat can finally see the day! oh i mean night! lol. it's been so long since i went sentosa at night. miss sitting by the beach and admire the stars. hope the weather would be good tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;omg im so excited!! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-6577370752342393983?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/6577370752342393983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=6577370752342393983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/6577370752342393983'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-size:78%;"&gt;was it the alcohol?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-7256167496411633376?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7256167496411633376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=7256167496411633376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7256167496411633376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7256167496411633376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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now&lt;br /&gt;You're probably on your flight back to your home town&lt;br /&gt;I need some shelter of my own protection baby&lt;br /&gt;To be with myself and center, clarity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Peace, Serenity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know, I hope you know&lt;br /&gt;That this has nothing to do with you&lt;br /&gt;It's personal, myself and I&lt;br /&gt;We've got some straightenin' out to do&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket&lt;br /&gt;But I've got to get a move on with my life&lt;br /&gt;It's time to be a big girl now&lt;br /&gt;And big girls don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path that I'm walking&lt;br /&gt;I must go alone&lt;br /&gt;I must take the baby steps 'til I'm full grown, full grown&lt;br /&gt;Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?&lt;br /&gt;And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the little school mate in the school yard&lt;br /&gt;We'll play jacks and uno cards&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your best friend and you'll be mine Valentine&lt;br /&gt;Yes you can hold my hand if you want to&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I want to hold yours too&lt;br /&gt;We'll be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds&lt;br /&gt;But it's time for me to go home&lt;br /&gt;It's getting late, dark outside&lt;br /&gt;I need to be with myself and center, clarity&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Serenity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-7893815155123130081?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7893815155123130081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-4287236566306529253</id><published>2007-07-23T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T22:51:58.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*blah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"how come your complexion's so bad?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that was the first thing my beautician said when she saw me today. sigh. i know my complexion's crap, but she doesnt have to remind me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well blame it on the consecutive drinking + super duper late nights since last thursday. but i had fun, so who cares haha. but she seriously freaked me out big time. prolly its time to stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;went movida with jacq, su and ali. the ambience was so so. didnt really like the music though. i'd appreciate it more if they had sang something we could all understand? the bartender tried to be funny but he kinda turned us off lol. anyways we finished jacq's macallan. used to dislike the taste but i'm beginning to appreciate whisky better now. went around to look see and realised there was some performance at dragonfly. thought that place was supposedly cheena, but seems like there was a pseudo cabaret show going on that night. funny eh. drinking on a thursday night can only mean one thing - crapulence on friday. hahahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i thought i could rest at home but realised it was david's last day. went drinking at superfamous after work. the wagyu burger there's not too bad. i'll go back there soon haha. oh, and they have this super big glass of hoegarden, but its how cool! headed to tcc for dinner. i love this mushroom appetiser! its damn good. cant remember the name though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;met up with shi at vivo. that's like the 3rd of 4th time i went to white dog cafe but i still dont know my way haha. ordered chocolate cheesecake. again. haha. its not that good la, but i just like the idea of chocolate &amp;amp; cheese hehe. we chatted for so bloody long, but i guessed we could have continued if not for the bbq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh yes, bbq. we went to audrey's place at the carribean. its super cool. that place has got like 3 pools and i almost lost my way when i left the place. it was a mini gathering but equally fun. didnt really eat alot though cuz i'm not exactly a fan of bbq food. went up to audrey's place after that and we played pictionary. it was then we realised most of us cant draw! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;after that i went to they cathay to catch a movie - invisible target. the show was not too bad, but that kinda plot's getting stale. police. undercovers. gangsters. robbery. fighting scences. the cinema's freaking crowded that night. almost every show's full. they must be earning big bucks! haah. we chatted till almost 5am that night. its been so long since i last chatted till so late with someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;went to celebrate marcus' birthday. we had dinner at mof haha. what's with the "ministry" craze? the food's not too bad. i wanted to have the desserts but was too full haha. headed to the arena. had a few drinks and was damn high. not too sure why i was that high though. but had alot of fun crapping with the guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-4287236566306529253?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/4287236566306529253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-2062082413926383311</id><published>2007-07-20T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T15:52:16.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*hangover-ed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the three angels are like half dead today cuz we went movida last night. we had a housepour each and finished jacq's macallan. i have to say whisky is an acquired taste (im referring to neat/on the rocks). you cant really taste anything with mixers can you? anyway, macallan soda's like tasteless! as usual, we played scissors paper stone and 5-10. a game where you'll be drinking 80% of the time. when we finished the soda, we did it the uncle way - water + whisky. damn disgusting can. eww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wasnt drunk last night. just high. been drinking quite abit lately. to the point where i think i can like skip the drunk phase (usually giggling non-stop for me) and go straight to the nauseated phase lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel so so much better now, emotionally that is. on hindsight, its quite ironic cuz i was so stressed out over this matter, but when i finally get to know what i'd wanted, i'm still as stressed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-2062082413926383311?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/2062082413926383311/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-4762676013662643180</id><published>2007-07-19T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T16:08:32.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Theres nothing where he used to lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My conversation has run dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thats whats going on, nothings fine Im torn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Im all out of faith, this is how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Im cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Illusion never changed into something real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Youre a little late, Im already torn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;people have been asking what's wrong with me recently, cuz my entries were supposedly enigmatic. quater-life crisis perhaps? lol. but seriously, do i really sound &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; troubled? oh well, i can only say this is a bad week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;actually i've been bogged down by quite alotta stuff the whole of this week, both work and non-work related stuff. sigh. really exahausted. all i wanna do now is to get a good sleep and perhaps party a lil bit more and stop when school starts lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my honeys are going to do a lil farewell thingy for me later. how sweet right? and we'll be having a curry party tmr lol. and on sat, we'll be going audrey's place for bbq. she lives in Carribean. how cool right? and dad's gonna bring me for dinner on sunday! its gonna be a fun fun fun weekend! i got my sweet colleagues chocolates from The Chocolate Factory for my last day at Pioneer. looks super yummy! shall upload the pics when im free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss you badly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-4762676013662643180?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-7335257000477876610</id><published>2007-07-18T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T22:21:56.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*beat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"after awhile, you'll be indifferent"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*gasp!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but that's not what i want. no. i dont want to be impervious to such things. because that wouldnt be jas anymore. but then again, if i were to be affected by such &lt;em&gt;trivial&lt;/em&gt; (or so claimed by some) stuff , then it'd be living hell. whatever it is, fact is, i am. i freaking am affected. overwhelmed actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;after going through so much shit, i really thought nothing could cause me so much trauma anymore. but clearly, i was wrong. i think life's quite unpredictable, and fate's been rather cruel to me in this aspect. to the point where it's becoming rather freaky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i hope what jim says isnt gonna be true. but till then, i'll be praying. real hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;someone please save me before i sink further into the mire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-6105392502919938053</id><published>2007-07-18T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T18:00:05.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;*本来*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;下雨了站在玻璃门里头&lt;br /&gt;并没有总是挂念着我&lt;br /&gt;你带着雨伞来接我&lt;br /&gt;夜晚了只剩老板跟我&lt;br /&gt;像从前你抽着烟皱眉头&lt;br /&gt;不知怎么安抚太任性的我&lt;br /&gt;本来不觉得你特别疼我&lt;br /&gt;直到你不再疼爱我以后&lt;br /&gt;已经过去雨伞和雨衣&lt;br /&gt;不会再庇护我&lt;br /&gt;本来不觉得你特别疼我&lt;br /&gt;直到你不再疼我以后&lt;br /&gt;来不及了&lt;br /&gt;手写的留言对象&lt;br /&gt;已经不会是我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;停雨了不必再躲雨了&lt;br /&gt;已经过了该打烊的时候&lt;br /&gt;还是不太想走&lt;br /&gt;太晚了只能坐计程车&lt;br /&gt;为什么想念着摩托车&lt;br /&gt;常常会半路熄火的后座&lt;br /&gt;本来不觉得你特别疼我&lt;br /&gt;直到你放弃爱我以后&lt;br /&gt;已经过去雨伞和雨衣&lt;br /&gt;不会再庇护我&lt;br /&gt;本来不觉得你特别疼我&lt;br /&gt;直到你不再疼我以后&lt;br /&gt;来不及了&lt;br /&gt;长长的简讯对象&lt;br /&gt;已经不会是我&lt;br /&gt;走在湿漉漉红砖道上&lt;br /&gt;沿着导盲砖试着假装&lt;br /&gt;的确有点困难&lt;br /&gt;也许我就这样走路回家&lt;br /&gt;反正你不再在乎几点&lt;br /&gt;该几点回到家&lt;br /&gt;本来不觉得你特别疼我&lt;br /&gt;直到你再也不疼我以后&lt;br /&gt;已经过去雨伞和雨衣&lt;br /&gt;不会再保护我&lt;br /&gt;本来不觉得你特别疼我&lt;br /&gt;直到你放弃爱我以后&lt;br /&gt;来不及了&lt;br /&gt;对不起长大太慢&lt;br /&gt;害你遗失了我&lt;br /&gt;抱歉让你白费了这么多&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-6105392502919938053?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/6105392502919938053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-2904337770703015207</id><published>2007-07-18T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T15:46:22.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*bewildered*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, dont these people understand English? do i have to like speak alien language before they understand? pathetic bunch of morons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what's this person's problem? bad attitude dont get you anywhere you know. your everything just disgust me so so much. &lt;em&gt;yuck&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well finally, you. yes. you. what's going on? someone please enlighten me?? i'm going nuts soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-2904337770703015207?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/2904337770703015207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=2904337770703015207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/2904337770703015207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/2904337770703015207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/07/bewildered-seriously-dont-these-people.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-1524777341286519448</id><published>2007-07-16T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T15:43:46.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"ahh, the curse of friday the 13th" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-1524777341286519448?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-6909540870888739207</id><published>2007-07-15T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T20:44:00.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*delirious*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;are you? cuz i am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm at a loss for words.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i thought i was discerning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i thought i could be impervious to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm bewildered. befuddled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the last thing i need now is another..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-6909540870888739207?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/6909540870888739207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=6909540870888739207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/6909540870888739207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/6909540870888739207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/07/delirious-are-you-cuz-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-3184982638564888173</id><published>2007-07-11T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T22:39:09.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*some random thoughts*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How time flies, next week's my last week at Pioneer! The past 9 weeks have been really crazy for me. Shopping, working, late nights, clubbing, drinking, suppers etc. I've caught up with more friends than i did for the past three years lol. There's hardly any time for myself! but then again, i'm quite amazed at how i manage to blog religiously almost everyday while most of my friends' blogs are quite dead, some even close to being defunct lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my parents have been nagging at me, complaining that they dont get to see me much cuz im out almost every other day till late. but hey, i need a life too man. now i finally understand why people enjoy a drink at pubs after work. it just feels so relaxing. even interns need to unwind k haha. yea i know i'm kinda leading an unhealthy lifestyle now, but it'll all come to an end next week! I'll start my dance classes, go to the gym, swim, sleep early, stop having suppers, stop clubbing &amp; drinking. yea, and turn into a good girl again haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh well, since that's gonna happen in another week's time, I shall continue to be hedonistic. I cant wait for Friday man. It's gonna be another ladies night for us haha. The girls were talking bout going gotham penthouse after dinner. Its gonna be an uber cool &amp;amp; fun night cuz the cba ladies are joining us too haha. Oh su, sallem and i bought a dress today and we've agreed that its gonna be our friday dresses lol. too bad nothing caught ali's eye, otherwise all four of us will be in flowery dresses on friday! quite a sight eh, considering how small our office is haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpTZDsrIv7I/AAAAAAAAAxc/aV9i4RBkmhs/s1600-h/Photo938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085928536763056050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpTZDsrIv7I/AAAAAAAAAxc/aV9i4RBkmhs/s320/Photo938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chuck away the heels ladies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpTY8srIv6I/AAAAAAAAAxU/pvdI-RzF3Y8/s1600-h/Photo939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085928416503971746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpTY8srIv6I/AAAAAAAAAxU/pvdI-RzF3Y8/s320/Photo939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cuz it's havas day. and they're here to stay~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-3184982638564888173?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/3184982638564888173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=3184982638564888173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/3184982638564888173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/3184982638564888173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/07/some-random-thoughts-how-time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpTZDsrIv7I/AAAAAAAAAxc/aV9i4RBkmhs/s72-c/Photo938.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-8124631640024428233</id><published>2007-07-11T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:12:54.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*muthu*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;disclaimer: no offence to any muthu(s)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;MUTHU &amp; THE INTERVIEWER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Interviewer : What is your birth date?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Muthu : 13th October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Interviewer : Which year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Muthu : ... EVERY YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;MUTHU &amp; HIS MANAGER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Manager asked to Muthu at an interview....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Can you spell a word that has more than 100 letters in it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Muthu replied: P-O-S-T-B-O- X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;MUTHU &amp; LONDON TRIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;After returning back from a foreign trip, Muthu asked his wife, Do I look like a foreigner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wife : No! Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Muthu : In London, a lady asked me, "Are you a foreigner?".. that's why ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wife : *SHOCKED!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;MUTHU &amp; TOURIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;One tourist from U.S.A. asked to Muthu whether any great man born in this village or not .. and Muthu said .. "No sir, only babies were born here .. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;MUTHU &amp; HIS EXPERIMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Muthu was doing experiment with cockroach. First he cut it's one leg and said WALK. Cockroach walked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Then he cut it's second leg and said the same. Cockroach walked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Then cut the third leg and said the same. At last he cut it's fourth leg and ordered it to walk. But cockroach didn't walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Suddenly Muthu said loudly, "I've come to a conclusion! If we cut cockroach's four legs, it becomes deaf!Muthu became a saint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;MUTHU &amp; DRIVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When Muthu was travelling with his wife in a motorised tricycle, the driver adjusted mirror. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Muthu shouted, "You are trying to see my wife ?! Sit back. I will drive."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;MUTHU GOES TO HOTEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Muthu went in a hotel. To wash hands he went to the washbasin. There he started washing the basin. Seeing this, the manager asked what was he doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Muthu pointed towards the board " WASH BASIN "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;MUTHU &amp; INTERVIEWER - FINAL PART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Interviewer : Just imagine your in 20th floor in a building, it caught fire and how will you escape ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Muthu : It's simple.. I will just stop my imagination .. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh i forgot the funniest part..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;On a political rally Muthu was arrested. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Because, a female journalist walked past him with a badge that says "PRESS" on her right chest.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and he did it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-8124631640024428233?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/8124631640024428233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=8124631640024428233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/8124631640024428233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/8124631640024428233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/07/muthu-disclaimer-no-offence-to-any.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-6438277139349679938</id><published>2007-07-11T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T22:41:59.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Your Reputation Is: Maneater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyouhaveabadgirlreputationquiz/maneater.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the kind of girl all the chicks hate...&lt;br /&gt;And guys are both scared of you yet strangely drawn in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveabadgirlreputationquiz/"&gt;Do You Have A Bad Girl Reputation?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;You Inner Gender is Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnergenderquiz/female.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're sensitive, caring, and willing to connect with anyone who's open to you.You make friends easily, and you enjoy all sorts of conversations.You understand most people you meet - better than they understand themselves. You're totally a woman... or at the very least, your soul is female.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnergenderquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Inner Gender?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-6438277139349679938?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/6438277139349679938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=6438277139349679938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/6438277139349679938'/><link rel='self' 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you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;happy birthday to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;happy birthday to dessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haha i shall be super nice and dedicate this post to you! happy 21 years on this planet! and thank you for everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-1638961594521801803?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/1638961594521801803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=1638961594521801803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/1638961594521801803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/1638961594521801803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-21st-des-happy-birthday-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-7197252658042318447</id><published>2007-07-10T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T23:30:46.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*partyyyyy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpOj68rIv5I/AAAAAAAAAxM/OZHNBkhIioY/s1600-h/DSC00842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085588637346217874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpOj68rIv5I/AAAAAAAAAxM/OZHNBkhIioY/s320/DSC00842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; guess who?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpOjnsrIv4I/AAAAAAAAAxE/hYsok0GFAuw/s1600-h/DSC00841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085588306633736066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpOjnsrIv4I/AAAAAAAAAxE/hYsok0GFAuw/s320/DSC00841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;say cheese!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpOjb8rIv3I/AAAAAAAAAw8/4J7n6iddlxU/s1600-h/DSC00840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085588104770273138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpOjb8rIv3I/AAAAAAAAAw8/4J7n6iddlxU/s320/DSC00840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel how short beside cy man. haha, shall not comment further. look at the next pic. &lt;em&gt;huimin darling please dont kill me for that comment lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpOjTMrIv2I/AAAAAAAAAw0/s1VqrRgt-CM/s1600-h/DSC00839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085587954446417762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpOjTMrIv2I/AAAAAAAAAw0/s1VqrRgt-CM/s320/DSC00839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;they sure looked tipsy. hmm~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpOjKMrIv1I/AAAAAAAAAws/qABlYwuA_uQ/s1600-h/DSC00838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085587799827595090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpOjKMrIv1I/AAAAAAAAAws/qABlYwuA_uQ/s320/DSC00838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we're still sober!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpOjAsrIv0I/AAAAAAAAAwk/a5E6jt0jsyI/s1600-h/DSC00837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085587636618837826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpOjAsrIv0I/AAAAAAAAAwk/a5E6jt0jsyI/s320/DSC00837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hold on tight!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll always be there for ya hon =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpOi2MrIvzI/AAAAAAAAAwc/kGdsnL5fP6s/s1600-h/DSC00836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085587456230211378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpOi2MrIvzI/AAAAAAAAAwc/kGdsnL5fP6s/s320/DSC00836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;camera man's tipsy no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpOitcrIvyI/AAAAAAAAAwU/P7zD2Dt3dJ4/s1600-h/DSC00835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085587305906356002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpOitcrIvyI/AAAAAAAAAwU/P7zD2Dt3dJ4/s320/DSC00835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3 musketeers. 4th one's taking pic! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-7197252658042318447?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7197252658042318447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=7197252658042318447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7197252658042318447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7197252658042318447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/07/partyyyyy-guess-who-say-cheese-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpOj68rIv5I/AAAAAAAAAxM/OZHNBkhIioY/s72-c/DSC00842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-5209010784325433082</id><published>2007-07-09T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T10:37:29.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*extremism*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i once shared this with a friend - &lt;em&gt;i'm an extremist&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well, not in a i'm-gonna-bomb-the-shit-outta-ya way, but more of a person who draws a very clear line between people i like and those i dont. i'd like to call this non-hypocritial. despite admonishings that i may offend, i beg to differ. the thought of being all smiley and cheery towards someone you detest just disgust me. before you think i'm some hard-to-please freak, i'd like to clarify that beneath the nonchalant demeanor, i'm actually an affable person. i dont go round disliking people. i dont dislike you just because i hate your face. i dont dislike you because i dislike your whatever. i just get turned off by immature-manipulative-conceited morons. put it another way, i'd love to extend my social circle of friends. just not the abovementioned idiots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if you happen to fit the description of a moron, please steer clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-5209010784325433082?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/5209010784325433082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=5209010784325433082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/5209010784325433082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/5209010784325433082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/07/extremism-i-once-shared-this-with.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-4001462312137296629</id><published>2007-07-08T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T23:48:05.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its an innate desire to yearn for acceptance, be it from family or friends. so, when i get snubbed, i get very upset, especially when its people who mean alot to me. as much as i'd like to tell myself not to be too bothered by such trivial stuff, it's bugging me quite abit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;whatever happened to instantaneous sms replies? whatever happened to the occasional &lt;em&gt;how are &lt;/em&gt;yous? it has come to a point where im not sure if the 'okay lets go have lunch/dinner soon' has become a line synonymous to &lt;em&gt;goodbye&lt;/em&gt; or a line used to assure ourselves of the &lt;em&gt;quasi close bond&lt;/em&gt; we supposedly share. i try to keep the friendship going as much as i can, that's why whenever i have the urge to lash out on a particular person for doing something, i stop myself. sometimes, i wish i can just throw a hissy fit when people piss me off. but i just cant do it. i guess all the toleratings have culminated in the nonchalance of my so-called good friends. so, who's to blame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-4001462312137296629?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/4001462312137296629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=4001462312137296629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/4001462312137296629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/4001462312137296629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-innate-desire-to-yearn-for.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-7206711499845648204</id><published>2007-07-08T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T12:24:04.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*180° change*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i've been wanting to get a new do. so i got my hair dyed, changed parting, chopped a few inches off my fringe. well, i've to say im quite satisfied with my new look! its 180° cuz i've not started on my exercise regime. i've put on quite a bit of weight since i started work. all the late nights, binge drinking, suppers, good food. omg, sounds sinful enough already. 2 more weeks to end of PA, its time to start getting back into shape!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084835347327139586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpD2zsrIvwI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Dn5h18ppc48/s320/Photo902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpD3CcrIvxI/AAAAAAAAAwM/s2ZNdzB-Shc/s1600-h/Photo912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084835600730210066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpD3CcrIvxI/AAAAAAAAAwM/s2ZNdzB-Shc/s320/Photo912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084835175528447730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpD2psrIvvI/AAAAAAAAAv8/NM4SwxXjapU/s320/Photo908.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpD2ksrIvuI/AAAAAAAAAv0/UQM4wVOD3s8/s1600-h/Photo907.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;narrrrrrrcissism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084828539803975378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpDwncrIvtI/AAAAAAAAAvs/aAI_7Q4Y40s/s320/Photo899.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;daily dose of caffeine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/8736438567724666893-7206711499845648204?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7206711499845648204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=7206711499845648204&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7206711499845648204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/7206711499845648204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/07/180-change-ive-been-wanting-to-get-new.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/RpD2zsrIvwI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Dn5h18ppc48/s72-c/Photo902.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-8855888975505501962</id><published>2007-07-07T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T22:23:07.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*random*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5zoMrIvsI/AAAAAAAAAvk/0urf8H7kLNU/s1600-h/Photo833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084128163781983938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5zoMrIvsI/AAAAAAAAAvk/0urf8H7kLNU/s320/Photo833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;is it a print error or is it me. somehow the picture resembles raffles place? isnt that the fullerton and singapore river? and oh my, try spotting my office..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5zd8rIvrI/AAAAAAAAAvc/V8SQT7yQl7c/s1600-h/Photo836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084127987688324786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5zd8rIvrI/AAAAAAAAAvc/V8SQT7yQl7c/s320/Photo836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty rings from jacq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5zKsrIvqI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Q5pY92pLr6g/s1600-h/Photo839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084127656975842978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5zKsrIvqI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Q5pY92pLr6g/s320/Photo839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mushroom bisque from cedele. im the ultimate mushroom fan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5ys8rIvpI/AAAAAAAAAvM/YaUHZmu3WhM/s1600-h/Photo847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084127145874734738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5ys8rIvpI/AAAAAAAAAvM/YaUHZmu3WhM/s320/Photo847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cy's chawanmushi. doestn look v good here cuz pic's overexposed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5xo8rIvoI/AAAAAAAAAvE/T0zOkQRspf8/s1600-h/Photo850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084125977643630210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5xo8rIvoI/AAAAAAAAAvE/T0zOkQRspf8/s320/Photo850.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;an attempt to snap a picture when im tipsy. look at the mirrors! eh, and the toilet bowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*cookie museum*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;c-o-o-k-i-e-s, COOKIES! (a la cheerleaders) well, its closing for renovations soon, so people, go try their pastries! its really nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5xSMrIvnI/AAAAAAAAAu8/sCdpd5bD05A/s1600-h/Photo851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084125586801606258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5xSMrIvnI/AAAAAAAAAu8/sCdpd5bD05A/s320/Photo851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084124749282983522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5whcrIvmI/AAAAAAAAAu0/3j7fhbIssEQ/s320/Photo852.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5wLcrIvlI/AAAAAAAAAus/Iwa2xMcGwi8/s1600-h/Photo853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084124371325861458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5wLcrIvlI/AAAAAAAAAus/Iwa2xMcGwi8/s320/Photo853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love the decor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5v-MrIvkI/AAAAAAAAAuk/WabFrtTQJms/s1600-h/Photo856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084124143692594754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5v-MrIvkI/AAAAAAAAAuk/WabFrtTQJms/s320/Photo856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;baileys cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5vi8rIvjI/AAAAAAAAAuc/70RlOTnknNQ/s1600-h/Photo857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084123675541159474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5vi8rIvjI/AAAAAAAAAuc/70RlOTnknNQ/s320/Photo857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty tea cup!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*new york new york*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;went nyny after work with hm, cy, pakho, jim and wes. its so nice to see my darlings after work! well, the food was not too bad, and it was really affordable, so i guess i'll prolly visit there some time soon? we headed to harry's at esplanade to drink after dinner. think i cant really drink nowadays, cuz i get tipsy very quickly! tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5vIMrIviI/AAAAAAAAAuU/yPXH2yrz4Kk/s1600-h/Photo884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084123215979658786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5vIMrIviI/AAAAAAAAAuU/yPXH2yrz4Kk/s320/Photo884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084122640454041090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5umsrIvgI/AAAAAAAAAuE/nB5GFkErPzw/s320/Photo885.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5uY8rIvfI/AAAAAAAAAt8/k8qtuI6BxF0/s1600-h/Photo886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084122404230839794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5uY8rIvfI/AAAAAAAAAt8/k8qtuI6BxF0/s320/Photo886.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yum yum~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5r1srIveI/AAAAAAAAAt0/JuDu7MA5PMs/s1600-h/Photo887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084119599617195490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5r1srIveI/AAAAAAAAAt0/JuDu7MA5PMs/s320/Photo887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pooor candy floss. got stuck to the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*barfly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;had drinks at ritz carlton after work. tried chocolate martini, but didnt quite like it. guess i shall just stick to mojitos and caiprinha from now on. headed to barfly to have dinner (note: we continued to drink). the food's not too bad, especially the entrees. i'd definitely go back for the entrees! was not really feeling well today, so went home after dinner, while the rest headed to mos to continue drinking lol. so, basically, the drinking was an all-evening thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5rVMrIvdI/AAAAAAAAAts/GTrw87gp9Xk/s1600-h/Photo891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084119041271446994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5rVMrIvdI/AAAAAAAAAts/GTrw87gp9Xk/s320/Photo891.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love their entrees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5q3srIvcI/AAAAAAAAAtk/0H5ZDhMBR_0/s1600-h/Photo893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084118534465306050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5q3srIvcI/AAAAAAAAAtk/0H5ZDhMBR_0/s320/Photo893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the colour of the light changes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5qgcrIvbI/AAAAAAAAAtc/EaiK7UYrFLs/s1600-h/Photo895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084118135033347506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5qgcrIvbI/AAAAAAAAAtc/EaiK7UYrFLs/s320/Photo895.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mushroom cuppaccino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5ph8rIvaI/AAAAAAAAAtU/JZMht8uFV6Y/s1600-h/Photo896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084117061291523490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5ph8rIvaI/AAAAAAAAAtU/JZMht8uFV6Y/s320/Photo896.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;crystal beads. so boudoir like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5oMMrIvZI/AAAAAAAAAtM/ySUPTJE2tlA/s1600-h/Photo897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084115588117740946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5oMMrIvZI/AAAAAAAAAtM/ySUPTJE2tlA/s320/Photo897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'd like to have a chandelier like this too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-8855888975505501962?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/8855888975505501962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=8855888975505501962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/8855888975505501962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/8855888975505501962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/07/random-is-it-print-error-or-is-it-me.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_K2BQs0Ruwj8/Ro5zoMrIvsI/AAAAAAAAAvk/0urf8H7kLNU/s72-c/Photo833.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8736438567724666893.post-3986759205546733247</id><published>2007-07-06T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T01:40:40.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*d.d.d*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;was i unfortunately a substitute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8736438567724666893-3986759205546733247?l=princess-jassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/feeds/3986759205546733247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8736438567724666893&amp;postID=3986759205546733247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/3986759205546733247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8736438567724666893/posts/default/3986759205546733247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-jassie.blogspot.com/2007/07/d.html' title=''/><author><name>princess.jassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715258229877474929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
