<?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-8137740</id><updated>2011-09-05T10:37:20.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unpolluted-Unmasked-Me</title><subtitle type='html'>By ~*JaSmInE LaM*~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8137740.post-1132877693831313378</id><published>2008-12-13T18:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:10:02.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>December 2008</title><content type='html'>Coming back to blogging??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-1132877693831313378?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1132877693831313378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=1132877693831313378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/1132877693831313378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/1132877693831313378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-2008.html' title='December 2008'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-4596261430923738000</id><published>2007-01-19T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T15:09:54.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qHfQ4hXkd2c/RbEihn04AJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eTEGm-AcA_o/s1600-h/IMGP6081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qHfQ4hXkd2c/RbEihn04AJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eTEGm-AcA_o/s200/IMGP6081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021833020516597906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Just gonna post up some of my birthday pictures for you guys to see :)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qHfQ4hXkd2c/RbEkdn04AMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6XOFzswAKhQ/s1600-h/IMGP6139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qHfQ4hXkd2c/RbEkdn04AMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6XOFzswAKhQ/s200/IMGP6139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021835150820376770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qHfQ4hXkd2c/RbElF304ANI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Z_S4b-lzrs0/s1600-h/IMGP6116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qHfQ4hXkd2c/RbElF304ANI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Z_S4b-lzrs0/s200/IMGP6116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021835842310111442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I had a blast..went out with a few friends to a lounge and they were playing 80s 90s music...was fun.!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-4596261430923738000?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4596261430923738000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=4596261430923738000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/4596261430923738000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/4596261430923738000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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/_qHfQ4hXkd2c/RbEihn04AJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eTEGm-AcA_o/s72-c/IMGP6081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8137740.post-8820770000668593899</id><published>2007-01-19T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T14:50:57.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Have you guys ever thought of how much you miss Malaysia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I do...everytime I see the picture of Petronas Tower and mamak stores...my heart just melts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The question of whether I should go home after my graduation always bother me. Even though I desperately want to be a Canadian, a big part of me still want to go back to KL to work and experience being a TRUE Malaysian...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;awwww...i miss home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-8820770000668593899?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8820770000668593899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=8820770000668593899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/8820770000668593899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/8820770000668593899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2007/01/missing-malaysia.html' title='Missing Malaysia'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-1546166963947233118</id><published>2006-12-14T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T11:30:06.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is inside?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;There is something particular in my mind...I want to know what it is specifically;However, no matter how hard I try to get that thought out of my mind, I just can't figure it out. Now, even more thoughts are in my mind, and they are driving me crazy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;When all these thoughts of posibilities set into place, I don't know what am I thinking anymore. Eveything in my mind seems to be the "possibility of that specific thing" ...WHAT IS INSIDE MY MIND???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Is it a place? a feeling or a person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-1546166963947233118?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1546166963947233118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=1546166963947233118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/1546166963947233118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/1546166963947233118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-is-inside.html' title='What is inside?'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-7144557698141715785</id><published>2006-12-07T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T11:06:17.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Emptiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Just got out from bed and the very 1st feeling im feeling now is emptiness. I dont want to feel this way. Why am I feeling this way....How do I not feel this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;A heavy heart and an empty soul....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-7144557698141715785?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7144557698141715785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=7144557698141715785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/7144557698141715785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/7144557698141715785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/12/emptiness.html' title='Emptiness'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-791087095352338161</id><published>2006-11-28T02:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T02:19:28.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What will you do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Have you ever wonder what to do when  your own plans,  your own life, your own emotions and your own-self fucked you up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-791087095352338161?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/791087095352338161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=791087095352338161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/791087095352338161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/791087095352338161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-will-you-do.html' title='What will you do?'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-3370106585593559993</id><published>2006-11-21T01:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T02:55:10.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Over Consumed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Exhausted... but I like it this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Been extremely busy with work, school, and work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Total time in a week :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;24hrs*7 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;:168hrs a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;-40 hrs of studying per week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;-18 hrs of homework/project per week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;-12 hrs of classes per week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;-20 hrs of work per week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;-13 hrs to church related activities per week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;-28 hours of daily chore per week (4 hrs per day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;____________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;37 hrs left for sleep per week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;____________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;On average, I have 5 hrs sleep per night!! I need to catch up with some zzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My body is totally over consumed by the "Busy-ness" of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-3370106585593559993?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3370106585593559993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=3370106585593559993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/3370106585593559993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/3370106585593559993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/11/over-consuming.html' title='Over Consumed'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-1935902316961837610</id><published>2006-11-19T02:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T02:14:49.889-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Security</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3084/993/1600/493162/ShowLetter2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 188px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3084/993/200/534165/ShowLetter2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be like the little kitty...feeling secure in the "big guy's" embrace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-1935902316961837610?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1935902316961837610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=1935902316961837610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/1935902316961837610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/1935902316961837610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/11/security.html' title='Security'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-2116889921274605782</id><published>2006-11-18T02:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T02:29:18.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not sustainable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Confessions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I have been super busy since after I broke up recently. It is obviously not because I have to do the stuff Im doing.... it is just because I want to keep myself busy to run away from the reality of going through a break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I've been very very honest with myself and I do admit my weaknesses. In fact, accepting them pretty well. But, accepting something does not always mean I will do something or make a change about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Running away is the perfect way..but WILL IT HELP TO HEAL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The life I am going through now is not gonna be sustainable. I will be tired, frustrated, drained, and burned out.... It is just 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/8137740-2116889921274605782?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2116889921274605782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=2116889921274605782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/2116889921274605782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/2116889921274605782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/11/not-sustainable.html' title='Not sustainable'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-2243822575884689541</id><published>2006-11-17T04:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T04:49:30.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Many times I think that I am killing myself slowly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It is 5am on a Friday morning and I am still awake. It is not because I cant sleep...I dare not to go to bed and get haunted by nightmares...my past, my present, myself.  I slept for 5hrs yesterday nite and I am still up until now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I have no idea how long this is gonna continue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-2243822575884689541?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2243822575884689541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=2243822575884689541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/2243822575884689541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/2243822575884689541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/11/slowly.html' title='Slowly'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-6123480954459892220</id><published>2006-11-14T01:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:18:54.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Again and again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I am thinking again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;deep deep thoughts about my life, my past, my existance...who am I? where do I really belong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I wish I have answers to all these questions. I am frustrated and tired of having to figure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;all these thoughts ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;WHY DO I HAVE TO BE A DEEP THINKER? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;WHY DO I HAVE TO BE SOOOOO COMPLICATED?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;WHY CANT I JUST BE A SIMPLE GIRL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doubting everything about me, myself and I .... sooo frustrated!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-6123480954459892220?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6123480954459892220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=6123480954459892220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/6123480954459892220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/6123480954459892220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/11/again-and-again_5363.html' title='Again and again...'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-62614782829963556</id><published>2006-11-13T01:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:32:18.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nov 13, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I thought of blogging today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It has been a long while since I blogged and I realised that when I try to customize my template , I accidenatally deleted all the blogspot contacts I have; therefore, I am now left with just the basic stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Starting off fresh...all new =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-62614782829963556?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/62614782829963556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=62614782829963556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/62614782829963556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/62614782829963556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/11/nov-13-2006.html' title='Nov 13, 2006'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-115497110288874241</id><published>2006-08-07T12:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T02:35:58.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/SP_A0414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/200/SP_A0414.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;~*Im learning to withdraw myself....from everything.~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Learning to talk less and keep more privacy to myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;learning to LOVE myself more, trust myself more, and be my own friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Silence, many times, makes perfection. .SILENCE is golden.... if someone wants to know more bout me....look  into my eyes and am sure they will hear the unspoken words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Im reading this book...FEEL sooo much for it... as if the books is a person...it knows exactly how i feel...how i think...and even more..it has spoken the thoughts that I never known how to put into words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I might be a changed person since im back, not sure is it a good thing..but at least im happy for now. I am learning to be less realistic and learn to understand the GREY area of life....i am so into surviving for passion...i want to burst upon the city like fireworks... one day....one day...i want to be like that.. to shine and put a smile on those ppl who knows how to appreciate me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;"if u know me well enuf....u know im not a positive person...i live in the PAST of memories.... thats the only thing that keeps me going...cos i want to make something happy out of it...to turn those sadness into precious moments...without those moments..ill not be a "beautiful swam" today  ......am dreaming again..caught between my dream and the reality..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;"I live day by day...aimlessly...as if i dont belong here...neither i know where i belong..but it is ok..one day, one day...ill find my existence and even if i dont, at least, you acknowledge my presence here."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;by Wei Hui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-115497110288874241?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115497110288874241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=115497110288874241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/115497110288874241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/115497110288874241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/08/story.html' title='The Story'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-115462801924411944</id><published>2006-08-03T13:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:03.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"XIN XUE LAI CHAO"</title><content type='html'>*XIN XUE LAI CHAO* is a chinese saying meaning (direct translation) "heart blood come suddenly" which normally use to describe the feeling of wanting to do something out of a RUSH feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am describing myself as that. Many times the reason I blog because of some usual "occasion" that is happening in my life...no exception for this time =) not to mention what, ill keep it as a secret. As i mentioned, things dont have to be SUPER clear, right?? To add some excitements in life is to keep life interesting by participating in some Guessing Games......waiting to be answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called Yuk Shan a few days ago and if  she is reading this blog, she will be laughing. GOOD TIMING huh girl!! yes, it is always about timing. I miss hanging around with girls... just to catch up with each others and talk for hours without knowing the time. The best thing is still talking about the past, how we grew up, our stories in school and of cause our guys' stories. Girls, i miss that =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As im back in Ipoh now,  I drove around those places i used to hang out....much much memories. I miss this small lil city but at the same time, this is not the place i want to be in for the rest of my life...Short-term, no problem...no questions asked...long-term, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Ipoh Parade -  left the most memo....of cos guys related but only one guy. 2-and-a-half yrs of memories.&lt;br /&gt;2) Jusco - girls related...miss the weekly girls' hang out.&lt;br /&gt;3) Ipoh Public Library - that was where i got my SPM results. aaha...&lt;br /&gt;4) KFC  Canning Gdn - yes, i "studied" there b4 with a very special friend.&lt;br /&gt;5) CGMC Canning Gdn - Kapten Ball &amp;amp; "group-study".&lt;br /&gt;6) Ave Maria Convent - my old old old school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many more places...but those were the most memorable places ever....ill try to post up come pics if i have the chance to drive around and shoot some pics for my MEMO portfolio.ahahah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-115462801924411944?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115462801924411944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=115462801924411944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/115462801924411944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/115462801924411944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/08/xin-xue-lai-chao.html' title='&quot;XIN XUE LAI CHAO&quot;'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-115442656797608866</id><published>2006-08-01T05:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:03.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Come Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Back to bloggin mood...but duno where to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Im still in Msia...yes, stucked here...or should i say, i choose to be here..One word, i duno what am i doing, but i like the way it is now. Many times, things do not have to be super clear, there is always the grey area, right'? Am totally in a very complicated situation here - "home". Way to describe home is...H O M E.  im still me, they are still family members ....and also there are still men and women out there. Some friends actually describe me as "You are still the JASMINE we known for ages". For people who have known me since secondary school will know what i mean by "IM STILL JASMINE".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Some old friends said that i always make my life complicated. I dont see it that way. i will only say....complication makes things interesting....but it depends on the situation =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;yes, i admit, it is complicated but....at least, i know what is happening and dealing with it with no regrets....or is it so? i dont really know the answer... at least, im happy, for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;After all, im really taking in the idea of ~*No PaIn, No GaIn*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-115442656797608866?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115442656797608866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=115442656797608866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/115442656797608866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/115442656797608866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/08/time-to-come-back.html' title='Time to Come Back'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-114481623663995090</id><published>2006-04-12T00:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:03.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/IMGP5922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/320/IMGP5922.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only pic taken on Erin and Alex's wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/IMGP5914smal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/320/IMGP5914smal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         &lt;br /&gt;                                        I look soooo young there! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-114481623663995090?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114481623663995090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=114481623663995090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/114481623663995090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/114481623663995090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/04/pic.html' title='Pic'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-114481246295375176</id><published>2006-04-11T23:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:03.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Noone tells me to GO HOME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It happened yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the Habs and Sense's game (ice hockey), we got into a fight; however, sad to say... it didnt turn out to be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PHYSICAL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fight (was close to slapping that Bitch though)...it was just verbal on our side... at least for me. I dont think the guys did hit that BITCH even though she kept throwing girly punches! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;grrrr... I still cant get over it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Come on...be sporting!! Losing the game is not a "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;big freaking dea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;" man!! Cant these people just accept the fact that there will always be A WINNER &amp; A LOSER when it comes to a COMPETITION!!??!! DuHhhhh.. Losing the freaking game doesnt mean that you have the rights to release all ya anger on me, GAL!! Worst thing --- She took out the RACE card ! That was not COOL....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so IGNORANT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hat Ottawa bitch told me to go back to my own country... she called me a F.O.B. &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;FRESH OFF BOAT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;NOooooOne CALLS ME  A FOB, BITCH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;YOU GET UR ASS BACK TO OTTAWA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is funny that some people can be soooo UN-SPORTING and emotinally soooo attached by just being a FAN!! The players will not even know who the hell u r. You think they will actually thank you for throwing a fight for them???? soooo childish!!I just dont understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Darn good GAME though!! Go Habs go!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;3-2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/8137740-114481246295375176?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114481246295375176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=114481246295375176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/114481246295375176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/114481246295375176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/04/noone-tells-me-to-go-home.html' title='Noone tells me to GO HOME'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-114360351487171084</id><published>2006-03-28T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:03.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They are back</title><content type='html'>I just heard on the radio that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;BEAUTIFUL&lt;/span&gt; people are back as the nice weather is back!! hahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hummmm......apparently beautiful people do&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; hibernate!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-114360351487171084?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114360351487171084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=114360351487171084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/114360351487171084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/114360351487171084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/03/they-are-back.html' title='They are back'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-114352338045561014</id><published>2006-03-28T00:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:02.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~*Thought of the day*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Upset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;is when you don't get what you want!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-114352338045561014?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114352338045561014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=114352338045561014' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/114352338045561014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/114352338045561014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/03/thought-of-day.html' title='~*Thought of the day*~'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8137740.post-114333647727875880</id><published>2006-03-25T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:02.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooooo Fun</title><content type='html'>Check this out guys!! it is soooo fun to watch and play with. You can control with ya mouse!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol('http://www.planetdan.net/pics/misc/georgie.htm');"&gt;http://www.planetdan.net/pics/misc/georgie.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-114333647727875880?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114333647727875880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=114333647727875880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/114333647727875880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/114333647727875880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/03/sooooo-fun.html' title='Sooooo Fun'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-114308477877423694</id><published>2006-03-22T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:02.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh boy!!! Mr G oh Mr G!!</title><content type='html'>Is Wednesday today and yeap....means that I saw him again!! in total...we saw each other 3 times today!! We officially exchanged glances today though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends were checking him out and they said that he was stalking on me =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..whatever it is...it if not fun anymore!! not mysterious anymore. you know...sometimes if u get something too easily...it makes it boring and it is no longer as interesting as before. Besides, i think i am totally taking it for granded now... it is like..if i dont see "HIM" on Wed ... there will always be next Mon or Wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a meeting this evening and we finally finished our OB project. I am sooo tired now. ok..ciao.. going to bed and have a good night sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-114308477877423694?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114308477877423694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=114308477877423694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/114308477877423694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/114308477877423694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-boy-mr-g-oh-mr-g.html' title='oh boy!!! Mr G oh Mr G!!'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-114291117819839224</id><published>2006-03-20T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:02.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hewwwwww</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;It has been a long time since I spend the whole day alone in Uni without meeting up with any friends. I dont feel lonely at all, in fact, I felt GREAT... taste of Freedom!!! muahhhahahah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;This is the 3rd week....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; 3 weeks in a row: Mon and Wed - Bumped into "him". Who is he? What's his name? Is it really coincident that we always see each other in the library. Still find him pretty cute but... of cause he is not as cute as the 1st time I noticed him. Maybe it is his hair..yeah it is his hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I wonder what is so special about him that actually caught my attention?!? He was in my Comm212....i didnt notice him until the last 2 weeks of the class....how come? If he is that cute...i would have noticed him since the beginning of the class.....??!!? ohhhh....I remember....i noticed him because he was looking at me in class!! now i remember...he was checking me out &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*blush*&lt;/span&gt; ermmm...am i PERASAN? Maybe i am...maybe im not. i dont think im perasan...yeah...im convinced that he was looking at me... he used to sit behind of me...most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I dont know his name...Green jacket and Grey bagpack...lets call him Mr G !! ahha...new name for ya....Mr G..cutie G!?! nah....not that cute...just curious since i see him all the time in lib... opsss...im talking about Mr G too much...Min is gonna be mad at me!! opssssss &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*blush* &lt;/span&gt;no mad!! you know my heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;*muah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-114291117819839224?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114291117819839224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=114291117819839224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/114291117819839224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/114291117819839224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/03/hewwwwww.html' title='hewwwwww'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-114200698401505398</id><published>2006-03-10T11:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:02.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/200/image001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/image002.0.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone tells you that you can't do something......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/image002.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/200/image002.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/image003.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/200/image003.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider all options....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/200/image004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then go for it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/200/image005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use all the things God gave you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/image002.0.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/200/image006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be creative.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/200/image007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you will succeed at the end!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Bookman Old Style;font-size:180%;"  &gt;"When  there is a will, there is a way"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-114200698401505398?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114200698401505398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=114200698401505398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/114200698401505398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/114200698401505398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/03/inspiring.html' title='Inspiring'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-114188412170660369</id><published>2006-03-09T01:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:02.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Real self?</title><content type='html'>i always wonder... can i actually be the real me in this lil corner of my blog? I guess no cos i no longer feel that freedom of being able to say whatever i want to say...&lt;br /&gt;What if i say stuff that might hurt the people who read my blog?? Maybe im just too ignorant...who reads my blog anyways.None of "MY FRIENDS" does anyways...what's the point of having a blog then!!??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to know that you are no longer considered to be IN THE GROUP. You tried so hard and so many times you tell yaself that it is ok...but truly ..u know u r not... I am not going to act as if i dont care anymore...i do care about what you guys think bout me!! I am not invisible. i need attention and words of encouragements too!! noone cares...u ppl..all of u who call urself friends of mine... what about those words of FRIENDS FOREVER??? i wish ppl and leave messeges time to time..what do i get? i got SHIT!! not even a small lil msg from the drop box!! and here...some one's graduation...some one's birthday....someone's achievements.... and made it a BIG GREAT DEAL out of it...calling here and there...as if u guys are telling each other I am a better friend than you to her/him cause i called!! ..yeah....call me jealous...call me a freak...whatever..i dont care anymore.... i guess i was never considered as one of the friends anyways!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-114188412170660369?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114188412170660369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=114188412170660369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/114188412170660369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/114188412170660369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/03/real-self.html' title='Real self?'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-113963466881167837</id><published>2006-02-11T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:02.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell, My Friend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/IMGP5779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/200/IMGP5779.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;All the best to you Laura. It must be good to go home.... however, i will always miss ya. Come back to Montreal soon &amp; we will party again =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/IMGP5780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/200/IMGP5780.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Miss ya and love ya much !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-113963466881167837?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/113963466881167837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=113963466881167837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/113963466881167837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/113963466881167837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/02/farewell-my-friend.html' title='Farewell, My Friend!'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-113798270050349106</id><published>2006-01-22T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:02.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It is all coming back .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Whether you read this or not...I just want to say.... you still have the "power" to impress me as you used to be. I guess i just can't change the fact that you will always be in my mind no matter how much i try to forget about the past we had.... sweet or sad...guess it does not mean anything anymore. It is more just about a chapter of my life - a memory to me now... and forever...and i guess it will always be that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-113798270050349106?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/113798270050349106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=113798270050349106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/113798270050349106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/113798270050349106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/01/it-is-all-coming-back.html' title='It is all coming back .....'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-113737912732432615</id><published>2006-01-15T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:02.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Birthday PICssssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Date: 14th January, 2006 (Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Location: La Boom, Montreal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Attended by: Mark, Loverly, Micheal, Eli, Laura, Fadi, Kim, Yassi, Maggie, Minoru and Jasmine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/IMGP5684small%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/200/IMGP5684small%20copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/IMGP5682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/200/IMGP5682.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/IMGP5674smal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/200/IMGP5674smal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/IMGP5667smal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/200/IMGP5667smal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/IMGP5653smal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/200/IMGP5653smal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/IMGP5669smal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/200/IMGP5669smal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/IMGP5642smal.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/200/IMGP5642smal.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/IMGP5654smal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/200/IMGP5654smal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/1600/IMGA3432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2410/537/200/IMGA3432.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-113737912732432615?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/113737912732432615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=113737912732432615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/113737912732432615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/113737912732432615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2006/01/birthday-celebration.html' title='Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-113570793966818578</id><published>2005-12-27T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:02.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~*My True Colour*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jasmine, your true colour is Black!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="topen('G','F',true);return false;" href=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Your color is black. The color of night. Serene and mysterious, black conjures up images of elegant evening gowns, dashing tuxedos, and gleaming limousines. Traditionally a symbol of success, black also represents power and an uncompromising demand for perfection. Not surprisingly, you tend to set challenging goals for yourself and do whatever it takes to achieve them — your strength of character is second to none. This unfaltering determination, along with your natural elegance, impresses people. But keep in mind that your personality might be intimidating to some. Try to temper your demanding side with a little softness — trust us, it won't kill you. Overall, though, black is the color of professionalism and achievement, which means it's clearly the color for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: People, check this out &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/"&gt;http://web.tickle.com/&lt;/a&gt; . Get to know ya self better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-113570793966818578?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/113570793966818578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=113570793966818578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/113570793966818578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/113570793966818578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-true-colour.html' title='~*My True Colour*~'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-113522932378041553</id><published>2005-12-22T00:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:01.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.syfc.org.sg/christmas05/hokkien.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=113522932378041553"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=8137740&amp;amp;postID=113522932378041553"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/8137740-113522932378041553?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/113522932378041553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=113522932378041553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/113522932378041553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/113522932378041553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-113218901673570804</id><published>2005-11-16T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:01.844-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I DONT need you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You are the one who officially announced that you are sick and freaking tired of me...if so....then...LET IT BE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I dont freaking give a damn anymore too. Since both of us are suffering sooo much in this inseparable relationship, the best way to prevent fights and arguements is to MIND OUR OWN BUSINESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I tried sooo much to improve and heal our relationship, but it was just a waste of time and energy. SINCE you are the one who is giving up now....so let it be. There's no point for me to clap my own hands ...it takes two hands and willingness to make our relationship work...BUT...since u said u r freaking tired and sick of me ...IT IS OVER. I mean it...i really mean it...at the end, the one who get hurt most will neither be both of us...it will only be mum alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;No matter what I do, how hard I try and cry... ill always remain imperfect in your point of view. BUT let me tell u this, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU CANT ASPECT ME TO BE THE PERFECT LIL SISTER YOU ALWAYS WANTED ME TO BE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am of flesh and blood, not a robot that just listen, obey and carry out your orders; eventhough i know most of the things you intended for me are good....I just cant fulfill that 100%. Ask yourself, have I ever asked you to be THE BROTHER I wanted you to be? I accept and repect you for who you are, why can't you do the same???? Besides, dont be a HYPOCRITE, be a perfectionist before you aspect me to be a 100% good LITTLE SISTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-113218901673570804?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/113218901673570804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=113218901673570804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/113218901673570804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/113218901673570804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-dont-need-you.html' title='I DONT need you!'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-113152446101494655</id><published>2005-11-09T02:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:01.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PMS-ing?</title><content type='html'>The very first thing my friend asked me today was &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;ermmm....are you PMS-ing&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt; This is a question a girl will ask if it is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;obvious&lt;/span&gt;, but the truth is&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; I AM NOT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Having &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZITS &lt;/span&gt;on a girl's face do not always mean that she is PMS-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;TRUTH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is.... I am &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;STRESSED&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was staying up til 5 am for the past 3 days to finish my business report and I can't believe that only 3 days it takes to give the pimples the chance to "&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;pop-out&lt;/span&gt;". Argggggg.....hate &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PIMPLES&lt;/span&gt;; they are big and painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparing with the times of staying up late when I was a teenager to now, I have become more prone to stress.... aiksss!! that was only a few years ago. Man....Im really getting old and even if I &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;deny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;it, my body just doesnt &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lie&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/8137740-113152446101494655?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/113152446101494655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=113152446101494655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/113152446101494655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/113152446101494655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/11/pms-ing.html' title='PMS-ing?'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-113046604897199308</id><published>2005-10-27T22:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:01.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>-None-</title><content type='html'>Thought that i should update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing much to say; tired and lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midterm is over and i am back to my lazy me. Am thinking of taking a few days off from books. Hopefully I will be able to catch up with my studying later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is soooo boring &amp;amp; dry. Feel really lonely. I was talking to my mum and i realised that I dont really have a focus in life. I am kind of tired of my life and am thinking a lot about "What is the real purpose of life?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess no one can answer me this question. I will just leave it unanswered... maybe it is better that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-113046604897199308?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/113046604897199308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=113046604897199308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/113046604897199308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/113046604897199308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/10/none.html' title='-None-'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-112941645738604056</id><published>2005-10-15T18:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:01.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~*tHaNkFuLLnEss - it's ur gRaCe*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Finally You have taken him home to your highest place&lt;br /&gt;and there he will have joy, peace &amp; eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;May your comfort and peace&lt;br /&gt;be with his family&lt;br /&gt;as they continue to grow and trust&lt;br /&gt;in You, the ultimate one,&lt;br /&gt;knowing that he is with You,&lt;br /&gt;our Father in heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;We here; far away from you now, will "mourn with those who mourn" (Rom12:15) , but at the same time, as those who belong to Christ, not "to grieve like the rest of men, who have no hope."(1Thess4:13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the living hope of Jesus Christ, we belong to one.&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/8137740-112941645738604056?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/112941645738604056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=112941645738604056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112941645738604056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112941645738604056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/10/thankfullness-its-ur-grace.html' title='~*tHaNkFuLLnEss - it&apos;s ur gRaCe*~'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-112909530348996508</id><published>2005-10-12T01:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:01.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Efficiency deficiency</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I have everything planned out for my next 2 weeks' schedule and everyday I will be sitting on my butt, studying my head off....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;M &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Mummy is here and it is good that she is here to cook and clean the house for us. Of cause, I am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; using her. I do appreciate her... just that I am too busy now preparing my two exams on the 23rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been studying a lot for the past few days and yet i feel that my studying is not efficient. I am not focusing enough and i am too slow!! I like school but i just hate exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I had a presentation 3 days ago and it was freaky!! I stood in front of the class for 3 minutes just to present&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;THE IMPORTANCE OF BUSINESS CARD EXCHANGE IN ASIA.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;The scariest thing was that, people did actually laugh at you when u make mistake ... like not pronouncing properly or get stuck in the middle of the presentation&amp; not knowing what else to say. Thank God that I didnt forget my speech, but i did miss out some points. Whatever it is... the 1st presentation is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OVER&lt;/span&gt; and there are &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;more to come.... longer presentation with more challenging topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Other than this Business Communication class, my best friend is now my &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;CALCULATOR&lt;/span&gt;. Yes .... &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I AM MAJORING IN ACCOUNTING&lt;/span&gt; !! I am so gonna be a accountant. That's what I want, do I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; With all the business classes I have taken, i think accounting make most sense to me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Marketing - is full of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;CRAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BULL SHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Finance - too much calculation ... &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;$ $ $ $&lt;/span&gt; all the time&lt;br /&gt;MIS - too much programming and databases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Econs - My old major, love it, but not applicable in Business School&lt;br /&gt;Management - No leadership skills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Accounting.... sounds good for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I cant wait to finish school and work and get rich and get a car and get a house and get married and have kids and get retire and travel around the world in my own private jet....hahahahah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; m&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&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/8137740-112909530348996508?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/112909530348996508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=112909530348996508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112909530348996508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112909530348996508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/10/efficiency-deficiency.html' title='Efficiency deficiency'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-112820005958844888</id><published>2005-10-01T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:01.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~ oLd fRiEnDs ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I have been dreaming a lot about my old friends recently. I think i really do miss my old life in Malaysia...especially those teenage days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I dreamt about hang out with the girls in school after classes and also in JJ on Saturdays. Dreamt about all the boy friends i had and also those sweet, annoying "playing hard to get" times. Those tuition times were most unforgetable. Awwww....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Currently I am sooooo busy with school that I have no life. So many things to do and so liltle time. I love school but i hate exams. How am I gonna go thru this alone!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well, mummy is coming to visit this coming Wed. At least there is still something for me to look forward to. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cheers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-112820005958844888?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/112820005958844888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=112820005958844888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112820005958844888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112820005958844888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/10/old-friends.html' title='~ oLd fRiEnDs ~'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-112767538633504728</id><published>2005-09-25T14:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:01.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;School started and fall is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Sunday today and I just finished an online quiz for Managerial Accounting. Didnt get to go to church as i have to finish it between 12pm to 6pm. I thought the quiz is gonna take a while but it wasn't too bad overall. However, I am still trying to figure out why the heck professors assign online quizes on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;!! Isnt Sunday a day of &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;REST&lt;/span&gt;. Well, i guess it is because noone goes to church afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is cold. It was still pretty warm last week but suddenly, "boom" the 22nd - last day of Summer....and here comes the cold, wet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Orange&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Brown&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;will soon fill the city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Greens&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;are fading and very soon..the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WHITE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;will cover the whole city of Monteal.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ohhhhhhhhhhhhh.... how great is God's creation!! but i still hate the cold and the strong wind!!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Anyways, im going back to studies... have a lot to catch up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;p/s: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I complained that there were too many &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;YELLOWs&lt;/span&gt; in my classes last sem and this sem my classes are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;filled with &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WHITEs-mat selleh &lt;/span&gt;...  AND now ...  im here complaining that there are just too many of &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WHITEs&lt;/span&gt;.  =( Just realised that I will never be satisfied!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Dont know what i want....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&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/8137740-112767538633504728?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/112767538633504728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=112767538633504728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112767538633504728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112767538633504728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/09/busy.html' title='Busy'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-112577748568076223</id><published>2005-09-03T15:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:01.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Overall the trip was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule was packed and i gotta do everything a tourist will do and besides, i also gotta experience the life style of a yankee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to many places. Almost cover the whole Manhattan, from uptown to midtown to downtown except for the Harlem area and the west &amp; east side of Manhattan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had so much fun with Ashley and Min, the best part was being able to re-experience the Episode Chinese Movie Watching (TVB) at Ashley's late at night. Doing some gurly stuff, gossiping, laughing, sharing love life and talking about the past &amp;amp; growing up were something that I appreciated most. In life, i'll never be able to find a friend like that anymore. Ash is some one i grew up with and also someone who molded me in someways when i was a teen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 180px; HEIGHT: 244px" height="1691" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/NYC/IMGP5143.jpg" width="785" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 162px; HEIGHT: 241px" height="1235" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/NYC/IMGP4661.jpg" width="1487" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 172px; HEIGHT: 237px" height="1099" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/NYC/IMGP4646.jpg" width="1227" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Went to many good restaurants, tried real Korean food and some really tasty Malaysian food, best of all, the real Hong Kong Chinese food. Never can I find such good food in Montreal...makes Montreal sounds like crap! Shopping in NYC obviously is like heaven... so many varieties and the prices are not extravagant costly. The only thing that is over expensive is the Rent -properties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 164px; HEIGHT: 208px" height="302" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/NYC/IMGP5383.jpg" width="384" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 173px; HEIGHT: 280px" height="1581" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/NYC/IMGP4919.jpg" width="1137" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The truth is, there are always pros and corns in different circumsenteces. I still prefer Montreal even though New York is a lot more fun and exciting. I was amazed by the canyons of skyscrapers, the swirling crowds of New Yorkers on streets, especially those working class. I do not deny the fact that NYC has a unique vitality but the legendary pace of "the city that never sleeps" is not true. Everything closes at 9pm, i was surprised that we counldn't find desert shop after 12am. Unlike Montreal, restaurants open until 4 - 5 am. But again, Montreal has no compare to NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 205px; HEIGHT: 355px" height="1736" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/NYC/IMGP4566.jpg" width="923" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 177px; HEIGHT: 353px" height="705" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/NYC/IMGP4453.jpg" width="247" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; HEIGHT: 378px" height="1851" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/NYC/IMGP5230.jpg" width="991" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Broadway Show is a must to watch while you are in NYC. I was lucky enough to have caught 2 Broadway Show during my 10 days stay in the city. The Lion is the Best BROADWAY SHOW ever seen. The costumes are amazing and the music is indescribable. The real life singing and acting was fabulous!!! Phantom of the Opera was good too but it might be a bit boring if you do not know the story before going to watch the show. I wish i could have watched Mama Mia too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 274px; HEIGHT: 281px" height="1318" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/NYC/IMGP4915.jpg" width="1695" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Overall in my opinion, NYC is a good place to have fun and earn money but not a good place to build a family and retire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 184px; HEIGHT: 266px" height="1274" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/NYC/IMGP4300.jpg" width="1504" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 174px; HEIGHT: 264px" height="656" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/NYC/IMGP4465.jpg" width="404" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-112577748568076223?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/112577748568076223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=112577748568076223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112577748568076223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112577748568076223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/09/amazing-trip.html' title='Amazing Trip'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-112459094860442555</id><published>2005-08-20T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:01.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HeRe I cOmE NeW YoRk, NY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;8 hours before departure to NYC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just finished packing and now im all ready to enjoy my trip!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Called Ashley and in about 18hours, Ill be seeing my Best Buddy after 4 yrs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well....thats it for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Updates laterz.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-112459094860442555?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/112459094860442555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=112459094860442555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112459094860442555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112459094860442555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/08/here-i-come-new-york-ny.html' title='HeRe I cOmE NeW YoRk, NY'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-112424454013939908</id><published>2005-08-17T21:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:00.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Take it....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sex And The City should be BANNED BANNED BANNED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I am no one to say this but just everything in it is sooooooooo freaking wrong. I never really watched Sex And The City before, but just 5 mins ago was my first time. Just a short 30 mins of Sex And The City I watched, I found soooo much flaws and immorality in it, how much more immoralities and wrong teachings there will be if anyone were to watch it every single day!!! not to say, if it is watched by teens, I cant imagine the influence of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know North America is all about openess, sex, money and so on....these are all craps.... It doesnt contribute to the society and most of all not to human kind. Immoralities has made human kind more horny and polluted and changed what used to be known as WRONG to be RIGHT now. arggg.....im soooooo MAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the blonde girl, Samantha Jones in the series i watched just now, was saying that sleeping with either female or male is no longer a matter to discuss about because when you have sex with someone, that particular someone should be seen as an individual, they sex should not be considered. She even said that it is ok to sleep with gays or lesbians so that we will know better how to play THE GAME of SEX. man...what are all these!! I personally feel that movies like this are bacially teaching the society to be holes and bitches, as if we dont have to value sex or ur partner. All you have to do is to go out and get urself fuck and have fun with it and continue doing it as a routine and grow old with it. Damn....it is just tooo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can society accept such immorality and .... i cant even find a word to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just mad to see how bad and polluted we are as the whole society. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-112424454013939908?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/112424454013939908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=112424454013939908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112424454013939908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112424454013939908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/08/cant-take-it.html' title='Can&apos;t Take it....'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-112423053671194215</id><published>2005-08-17T17:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:00.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Awkwardness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I bumped into my church friends that day while i was holding hands with my koyibito, walking on St. Catherine as sual on a Saturday afternoon. We never bumped into anyone from church before even after more than a year since we started our own lil secret life, but i guess somehow, somewhat, people will find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Come to think about it, i shouldnt even be hiding my relationship with Min anymore. My bro, the person whom i want to hide most from, knew bout us already, who else should i hide right. However, i still feel awkward about it. Since everyone from chruch thinks that i am single... i prefer to remain it that way. I just dont want them to see me being lovey-dovey or what-so- ever with my boyfriend. Maybe i just care too much about what others will think of me. Whatever it is, sooner or later, everyone will know. I think i should just remain cool and act as if nothing happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Chill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-112423053671194215?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/112423053671194215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=112423053671194215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112423053671194215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112423053671194215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/08/awkwardness.html' title='Awkwardness'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-112422681152106421</id><published>2005-08-16T17:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:00.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Song That Makes Me Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;"Home"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another summer day&lt;br /&gt;Has come and gone away&lt;br /&gt;In Paris and Rome&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;Maybe surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;A million people I&lt;br /&gt;Still feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Oh I miss you, you know&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you&lt;br /&gt;Each one a line or two“I’m fine baby, how are you?”&lt;br /&gt;Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough&lt;br /&gt;My words were cold and flat&lt;br /&gt;And you deserve more than that&lt;br /&gt;Another aeroplane&lt;br /&gt;Another sunny place&lt;br /&gt;I’m lucky I know&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, I’ve got to go home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;I’m just too far from where you are&lt;br /&gt;I wanna come home&lt;br /&gt;And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life&lt;br /&gt;It’s like I just stepped outside&lt;br /&gt;When everything was going right&lt;br /&gt;And I know just why you could not come along with me&lt;br /&gt;But this was not your dream&lt;br /&gt;But you always believed in me&lt;br /&gt;Another winter day has come&lt;br /&gt;And gone away&lt;br /&gt;And even Paris and Rome&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;And I’m surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;A million people I&lt;br /&gt;Still feel aloneOh, let me go home&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I miss you, you know&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had my run&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I’m done&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;It will all be allright&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be home tonight&lt;br /&gt;I’m coming back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-112422681152106421?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/112422681152106421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=112422681152106421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112422681152106421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112422681152106421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/08/song-that-makes-me-smile.html' title='A Song That Makes Me Smile'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-112422798245196747</id><published>2005-08-16T15:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:00.824-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>When I think of this lyrics, it somehow reminds me of home. Of cause there is no longer someone"special" in my life back in Msia other than my family members, it still touches me.&lt;br /&gt;HOME - a word that means a lot. I want a "home" by myself; a home that i build, live and die for. Anyone who tries to disturb my home, I promise I'll make him/her pay. I guess the reason why so is because i never had a perfect home. My "home" was ruined even before i was able to protect it. I was still very young, and i was incabable to understand what was going on when my dad left home. In short, i never had a perfect home when i grew up. Maybe that is why I am sooo desperate to have a home by myself now. I want to give my children the best home and i promise to be the best mum i could be in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is.... i miss my mum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-112422798245196747?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/112422798245196747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=112422798245196747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112422798245196747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112422798245196747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/08/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-112377062821648367</id><published>2005-08-11T10:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:00.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NYC TrIp....ComInG Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;One more week and ill be in New York City enjoying my last vocation for Summer 2005!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Im all excited about the trip and of couse, most of all, im excited to meet Yuk Shan again after 4 yrs. Been sufting online to look for the attractions in NYC... Broadway Show is top of my list and of cause Statue of Liberty and so on. I might even be going to watch a Baseball game, just to get the experience, and who knows.... i might see some hot bodies and broad shoulders' Yankees... haha...just jk. opsss.... hopefully i wont get into trouble for saying this =p ...*grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Museums, shoppings, food, central park .....clubs are what i want!! Hopefully 10 days are good enough. Is gonna be sooooo FUN...too bad Cindy, KF, SU, Wei Ming .... are not gonna be there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;=( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;If not, it will be a *blast*....i miss ya guys... We should definately have a gathering soon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-112377062821648367?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/112377062821648367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=112377062821648367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112377062821648367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112377062821648367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/08/nyc-tripcoming-up.html' title='NYC TrIp....ComInG Up'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-112377141576145752</id><published>2005-08-09T10:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:00.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Finally my bro is back to Malaysia for two months....which means that im gonna be all alone for 2 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I have been busy lately and i havent really get the chance to enjoy my "alone" stay, however, i think it is gonna boring and scary....most of all LONELY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I miss home....i want to go home ....the Food is the best...i have been craving for LAKSA, MAMAK and Curry Mee. Mum calls me almost every 2 days to update me about my bro's trip back in Msia. Im sooo jealous of what they have been doing...and guess what...all they have been doing is EATING and driving to somewhere else to EAT!!! argggggg.....soooooo jealous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Besides, everyone else is back in Malaysia. I saw yy's friendster and she posted up pictures of them having a gathering in Malaysia. I never get the chance to meet everyone and last year when i went back...i didnt even get to spend a lot of my time with my friends. sigh..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Was thinking of visiting bob, but his parents are in town and he is busy with them... well i guess we have to wait til spring break or summer next yr, Bob! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-112377141576145752?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/112377141576145752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=112377141576145752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112377141576145752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112377141576145752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/08/malaysia.html' title='Malaysia'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-112010102064970761</id><published>2005-06-29T23:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:00.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quebec City - Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 259px; HEIGHT: 337px" height="409" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/CIMG5941smal.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Montmorency Fall&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 301px" height="216" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/CIMG5978smal.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Fairmont Le Chateau Frontenac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;This trip basically an "&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eye opener&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" to me. I been to Quebec City many times but never got the chance to actually stay in the Castle. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Fairmont Le Chateau Frontenac was a castle during the French colony in Quebec. For anyone who doesnt know the history of Quebec, Quebec was under French colony long long time ago and later on, it was conquered by the British when they won the tragic war. That's why Quebec province is the only province that speak French and is sooo different from other provinces of Canada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Anyways, Chateau (castle) Frontenac is a hotel now and it is extravagant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I gotta spend one night at the castle and it is kind of scary. ehhe... the elevator didnt work well and it almost stopped on every level. =S The room was a bit small and it didnt turn out to be what i expected. I'll say that the 5 star hotels in Malaysia are better. However, it was a good experience to have stayed in a few hundred years old castle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Apparently the Montmorency Fall is the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HIGHEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; fall on earth. It is higher than the world's famous niagara falls but of cause it is not as huge and amazing. I was surprised though... looks can be deceiving huh!! Cant believe that this small Montmorency Fall is the world's highest fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;It was a fun trip to Quebec City. It is soooo French there, more so than Montreal and it felt as if i was in Europe. I will be back again and the next time, i wish to go with someone special as it is such a romantic city to spend with someone important!!&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/8137740-112010102064970761?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/112010102064970761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=112010102064970761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112010102064970761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112010102064970761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/06/quebec-city-trip.html' title='Quebec City - Trip'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-112007686362023558</id><published>2005-06-27T16:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:00.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~*tHe wEddiNg  dAy*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 277px; HEIGHT: 236px" height="234" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/5b54.jpg" width="379" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fairmont Royal York Hotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 227px; HEIGHT: 289px" height="400" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/IMG_0098.jpg" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hao &amp; Patrick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 304px; HEIGHT: 268px" height="1358" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/CIMG5838smal.jpg" width="1481" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patty, Jas &amp; Ming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 315px; HEIGHT: 246px" height="218" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/IMG_0166.jpg" width="338" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousinz Gathering in Foreign Country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 287px; HEIGHT: 218px" height="226" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/IMG_0104.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selene &amp; Jas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This is one of the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BEST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wedding I ever been. It was a definite hit! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AWESOME....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We had it all under one roof at the opulent Fairmont Royal York Hotel, Toronto. We started our journey to downtown Toronto at 3pm (18thJune) and while we were in the car, the girls, me included was still holding blusher, lipstick and mirror in our hands. *bLuSh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cousins, aunts &amp; uncles all coming from Australia, UK, USA &amp;amp; Malaysia arrived at the chandeliers adorned lobby and we had a warm welcome and hugs to each other. Didn't see some of them for almost 10 yrs!! The wedding was definately a gathering of family members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Soooo much Food, Dance, Fun and most of all PICTURES!! Didnt get to post all the pictures here. Check out the link at the side of my blog. That's just the summary of the whole trip! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We should definately organize another gathering like this soon. Noone wants to wait 5 to 8 yrs til my Wedding day =p *bLuSh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love you guys...Cousinz!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blood is thicker than water.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I finally understand that now =)&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/8137740-112007686362023558?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/112007686362023558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=112007686362023558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112007686362023558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112007686362023558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/06/wedding-day.html' title='~*tHe wEddiNg  dAy*~'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-112007459572184015</id><published>2005-06-25T15:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:00.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Toronto Trip - 1st day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;World's Tallest Man-Made Tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 290px" height="718" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/IMGP3923copy.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;CN Tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;CN Tower - Glass Floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; HEIGHT: 235px" height="871" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/IMGP3938copy.jpg" width="854" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jas &amp; Bao Bao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I had sooooooooooooo much fun for the past one week!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Went to Toronto for my cousin, Patrick's wedding and it was awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Arrived in Toronto one day before the wedding and i met up with Bao who came all the way from London, Uk. The real London, ehhe...not the fake London, Ontario that Canadian familiar with. A few of us, cousinz brought Bao to downtown Toronto and it was fun to have the chance to hang out again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Got back to my aunt's place pretty late that day and we were all very excited about the BIG day tomorrow - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE WEDDING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&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/8137740-112007459572184015?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/112007459572184015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=112007459572184015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112007459572184015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/112007459572184015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/06/toronto-trip-1st-day.html' title='Toronto Trip - 1st day'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111802448856188531</id><published>2005-06-20T01:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:00.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Read this article a few days ago, find it interesting. =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why not you guys give it a try... Spice up ur hot summer life!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Summer is the time when one sheds one's tension with one's clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit. A few of those days and you can become drunk with the belief that all's right with the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Formal New York Times architecture critic Ada Louise Huxtable-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Or you could just sit on a patio and get drunk. Which is definately one of my favourite summer activities. Especially if it's a weekday afternoon and Im playing hooky and the patio drinking is followed by some hot, sweaty sex, and then maybe a good meal on another patio on a warm summer evening. All is certainly right in mu world after a day like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no doubt that summer is one of the sexy season full of people shedding tensions and clothes. It's also the one season in which couples and singles are at peace with each other, as both benefit from summer's seductiveness. Couples get to have sweaty make-out sessions while lying in the park, and singles get to sweat more pheromones and hopefully get laid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some suggestions to help you turn up the heat and have the sexiest summer ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This summer why don't you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Show you guy your best Popsicle-eating technique. No guy? Show a stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Rent a air-conditional hotel room in the middle of the afternoon. Single? Bring toys. Or a cute stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Grab a bottle of wine and a blanket and head to a park and lie under that summer-in-the-city night sky together. Or go by yourself and ask thw first cutie who walks by if they'd like to join you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Slice up ripe mango and feed it to each other. Lick the juice off each other's chins. Or feed it to yourself and ask a cute stranger if he'd like to lick the juice off your chin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bring a tray of ice cubes to bed and rub them on your "hot spots."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Close the windows and turn off the fan and the A/C and have the thigh-sweatiest sex you can stand. Single? Masturbate while fantasizing about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Go to a drive-in (yes, there are still some left) and make-out in the back seat. Perfect 1st date idea too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Have a cold shower together. Have a cold shower alone. It'll cool you and help ease the sexual tension if you have trouble getting any. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Freeze a bunch of grapes, lie back in bed and slowly feed them to each other. Or lie back, watch a romantic movie and feed frozen grapes to yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Break into a public swimming pool at 3am and go skinny-dipping together. Solo? Invite friends and tell them to bring a sinle friend. Better than speed-dating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111802448856188531?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111802448856188531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111802448856188531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111802448856188531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111802448856188531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/06/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111884394579589434</id><published>2005-06-15T09:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:00.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'>RaNdOm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Been 3 weeks that I have not been having good night sleep. Slept for only 10 hours in total for the past 4 days. Took a sleep test and this is the "Sleep Test Results":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;You show symptoms of sleep apnea, a potentially serious sleep disorder. People with sleep apnea quit breathing repeatedly, often hundreds of times during their nights sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You show symptoms of insomnia, which is defined as a persistent inability to fall asleep or stay asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my sleep badly. Im sooo tired and if this continue, I'll be doomed for my finals next week.&lt;br /&gt;Going to Toronto for cousin's wedding tomorrow. 5pm train which means that i still have the whole day to study. Hopefully will have much done. No more caffein for a while... need to sleep...need to rest...need energy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding is on Sat. Bought a dress and a shawl just for the wedding... Wedding wedding oh wedding...why do people get married. yadahyadahyadah... I know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no idea what to blog. Later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111884394579589434?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111884394579589434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111884394579589434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111884394579589434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111884394579589434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/06/random.html' title='RaNdOm'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111828391908320421</id><published>2005-06-08T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:00.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FeeLing bEtteR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Finally one day without too much sun shine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might be thiking that im crazy because everyone loves Summer... Im not saying that i dont like summer but is just that too hot makes me headache. That was why i had migraine for the past one week. The weather was so hot ....it felt just like home. With the humidity, i dont even want to get out of the house. I know i shouldnt even be complaining cause if were to compare to Msia, this weather is 5 times better here. But it is different cause we have A/C every where in Msia and I dont walk around in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 18 C today. A bit chilly with the wind but i like it. I think the best weather will be around 18 to 26 C. That is for me but to many other people here, they like it SUPER hot and sunny so that they can get some color on their pale skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I got my midterm back and i scored ok. Not too good, not too bad. Im ok with it cause i was really in bad shape when i took the exam. Am happy that i got an average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 more days to cousin's wedding. Will be heading to Toronto on the 17th then will be back on the 20th. It will be crazy as my finals will be on the 22nd. I need to focus and start studying now. Summer school is super intensive but it is good in a way cause i gotta get it done fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. Nothing much to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111828391908320421?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111828391908320421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111828391908320421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111828391908320421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111828391908320421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/06/feeling-better.html' title='FeeLing bEtteR'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111802295652450245</id><published>2005-06-05T21:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:19:00.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>aSkInG Too mUcH?</title><content type='html'>Am I lacking of attention??!!?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, here am i &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Bitching&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All im asking is just more attention on me!! Is it sooo hard to do? Things aren't the same anymore. Where are those cares and understandings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I vent and I bitch... but why can't I do so? Im just like a normal girl who is doing what a normal girl will do! I really do not think im asking too much. In fact, I don't ask for much at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too personal here...sorry guys! I just need to let all out and I have noone here to listen to me. Im sick of keeping it in and suffer it alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just too emotional now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111802295652450245?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111802295652450245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111802295652450245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111802295652450245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111802295652450245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/06/asking-too-much.html' title='aSkInG Too mUcH?'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111792890794893503</id><published>2005-06-03T23:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:59.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~*nOt tHe sAmE*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Since last week ... i dont feel the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not myself and i dont know how to be myself. Things were really bad last week...getting better now after all the stresses, migraine, decisions, struggles, rebel.... thoughts and thoughts and thoughs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a decision, might not be a good one but i have faith in it... will see how things go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im actually bored with my life... I am not so happy with current life here. Maybe it is because i get bored with things fast. I need more excitement in life...need more friends and obviously need more girl friends...but it is not easy to just "click" with people. I have changed into a more reserve person and im only open to people whom im closed to and who ever else, i dont give a damn. I was never like that back home. I have no idea what happened to me. Is it because i was hurt so many times that now it is like a defense mechanism to just keep myself away from people so that i wont get hurt again????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being bitter. I hate being judgemental, I hate hating, and most of all ...I hate self-pity!&lt;br /&gt;I have to change and i need support. Noone understands, i know people do care for me which makes me feel worst. I feel that i dont even deserve their care as i dont care much about them, but that's grace that has been given to me and im living with it each day for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tired... im facing it and im going to deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111792890794893503?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111792890794893503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111792890794893503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111792890794893503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111792890794893503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/06/not-same.html' title='~*nOt tHe sAmE*~'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111751838162580836</id><published>2005-05-31T01:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:59.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-TeRm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Im sooooo dead.... mid-term on Wednesday and yet i still can't put myself back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST CAN'T FOCUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im giving up... i soooo gonna do bad and fail and waste money... and the worst...my GPA!! Tranfersing to JMSB is so down the drain. sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me the strength to do this... im soooo weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stomach-ache &amp;amp; headache... most of all... heart-ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM JUST tooooo SICK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111751838162580836?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111751838162580836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111751838162580836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111751838162580836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111751838162580836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/05/mid-term.html' title='Mid-TeRm'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111747950081397331</id><published>2005-05-30T14:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:59.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sLeeP, dReAm &amp; ReaLiTy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;12pm already!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been waking up late for the past 4 days. My body just can't adjust back to normal time. Feel sooo tired and dead. Maybe that is why im still having migraine. I cant help it... i go to bed at usual time but i can't fall asleep until 4am!! If i were to tell this to someone, am sure he is gonna say :" you should get some sleep!!" but HOW???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i can just dive myself in bed without having to eat, study and so on.... Time flies when you are asleep! It is a good way to run and run and run away from the reality but when you wake up, you feel the same again... and you realised that sleeping is just a good excuse to run and you know that you have been lying to yourself again and again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not deny the fact that im bothered!! i do not deny the fact that I want to run! and more so.... i do not deny the fact that im unhappy and lonely!! But i gotta do this to find myself and to find HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of my old days back in high school. Teen days were the coolest! I dreamt of my girls and my guys! Those few guys were the topic in those days and my girls were there to support and gosip with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dream, we girls got the guys we ever wanted and wished for... but after a while, we realised that they werent that cool and we left them. It was sooo cool to dream of something like that. But at one point, i dreamt that I rejected MR.E because the reality came into the picture and it was YOU that i wanted most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me dream more....... at least i can feel ur presence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111747950081397331?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111747950081397331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111747950081397331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111747950081397331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111747950081397331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/05/sleep-dream-reality.html' title='sLeeP, dReAm &amp; ReaLiTy'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111742061536861432</id><published>2005-05-29T22:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:59.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MigRaInE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Pain pain pain... Stupid headache has been attacking me for the past 3 days. Been substituting candy with Advil... not good!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Everything seems to be so &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;blue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The weather sucks and studying sucks too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Mid-term on Wednesday and finals on the 22nd June. Won't be able to handle this if the migraine pro-long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;What is the ultimate medicine for migraine??!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111742061536861432?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111742061536861432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111742061536861432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111742061536861432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111742061536861432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/05/migraine.html' title='MigRaInE'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111734824102479641</id><published>2005-05-29T02:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:59.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;So... you are reading this because the subject line is sex.&lt;br /&gt;Would you have read it if it said God? &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Probably not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why not?&lt;br /&gt;What is so interesting about sex which will lead you to lust more and more while knowing God will assure your future and most of all, the gift of eternal life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is out there with an open arm, waiting earnessly for your return. Why not receive the hug and be in the embrace of the everlasting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111734824102479641?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111734824102479641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111734824102479641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111734824102479641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111734824102479641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/05/sex.html' title='Sex'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111725421240170208</id><published>2005-05-27T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:59.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WhEn WiLL tHis eNd?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hardest time to go thru in a day is after the sun sets...&lt;br /&gt;Falling asleep has never been sooo hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no longer know what my thoughts are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111725421240170208?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111725421240170208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111725421240170208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111725421240170208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111725421240170208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/05/when-will-this-end.html' title='WhEn WiLL tHis eNd?'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111708207907708141</id><published>2005-05-25T23:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:59.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WhaT Is FoReVeR?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"All man are like grass,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and all their glory is like flowers of the field;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the grass withers and the flowers fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;but the word of the Lord stands forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;1 Peter 1:24-25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;It is so true that all possessions, accomplishments, people etc... will eventually fade away and disappear. Only&lt;em&gt; the Ultimate&lt;/em&gt;'s will, word and work are forever and permanent. We should stop grasping the temporary, and begin focusing our time, money and, energy on the permanent - the word of God and our eternal life in Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I realised that many times we base our self-concept on our accomplishments. But i think our relationship with Christ is far more important than our jobs, successes, wealth, or knowledge. We are God's children, his very love and his own, we are called to represent Him to others. We should remember that our value comes from being one of His children, not from what we can achieve. We have worth because of what God does, not because of what we have done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111708207907708141?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111708207907708141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111708207907708141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111708207907708141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111708207907708141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-is-forever.html' title='WhaT Is FoReVeR?'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111690187942687348</id><published>2005-05-24T18:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:59.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A bRoKeN HeArT...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Knowing the truth but not accepting it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;is denial &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Knowing it happens and have no control &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;the situation... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;is helpless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Unyielding &amp;amp; fighting to hold on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;to something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;dearly... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;is stubbornness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Not willing to give up eventhough you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;the end result... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;is struggle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Maybe that's why im struggling...... &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/8137740-111690187942687348?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111690187942687348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111690187942687348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111690187942687348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111690187942687348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/05/broken-heart.html' title='A bRoKeN HeArT...'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111690125862136792</id><published>2005-05-23T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:59.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is tHat ReaLLy wHat yOu wAnT???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Confused...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Can't focus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I am not giving up....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im not Willing to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Why can't it be my way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What do you really want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Is that what you want from me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Help me... i don't want to accept this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It is too much to ask from me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;please don't take that away....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that's what i have now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that's all i need now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I alone can't do this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I can't bear this pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Please please please, tell me that it is not true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Show me another way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;No more tears on bed-sheet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;No more swollen eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it hurts a lot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i can't do this...i just can't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SHOW me another WAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111690125862136792?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111690125862136792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111690125862136792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111690125862136792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111690125862136792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/05/is-that-really-what-you-want.html' title='Is tHat ReaLLy wHat yOu wAnT???'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111639110579818376</id><published>2005-05-18T00:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:59.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My day...</title><content type='html'>I re-decorated and re-arranged all the funitures in my room. Tried to set up a relaxing corner but it didnt turn out to be too good as i need a sofa!! Was browsing the net to find a resonable sofa but they are too costly. Guess i'll just wait til the 1st of July(moving day) to pick up some old, useful funitures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my bro's thesis defance this afternoon. He is now officially a graduated master student in Biology. Sooo proud of him. No more studying for him for the rest of his life. I wonder when will be my turn.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budget is very tight. I need to find more students and a part time job will be perfect! Should i work at a restaurant?!??? Under-table? I dont feel like working illegally. Besides, restaurant job is hard. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog about now. Maybe i should start studying for my midterm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111639110579818376?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111639110579818376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111639110579818376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111639110579818376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111639110579818376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-day.html' title='My day...'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111582755367023505</id><published>2005-05-11T11:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:59.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stefffff!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Stef, see how influential you are! I have a post specially dedicated to ya!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;EVERYBODY!!! this is our cute &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;STEF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; back in Form4-16 yrs old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 142px; HEIGHT: 180px" height="223" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/stef.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Gosh, she must be cursing me now. =p Calm down, Stef! You are a lot prettier now. Besides, looks is not everything. You have a big heart and a kind soul. If everyone were to judge you by ur out look, they must be very shallow. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Those years back in high school was the best. I wish i could go back to high school and care less about the future. I still do see myself in high school though. Been getting lots of comments about how young i look. Can you believe that I was carded to get in to a bar, carded to play pool &amp; mistaken for being under-age to volunteer (legal age is 17, that's mean i look youger than 17). Min, beware of being accused as pedophile when you are with me! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Was on bus to Fanny's birthday party and I was addressed by the bus driver as Min's little sister. I couln't believe that! It is acceptable to look young if I dressed like a teenager but this lil-sis incident is soooo unacceptable! I was wearing a long black formal coat, heels and i had light make-up on too! Arggggg, what can i say? Do you gals get comments like that too in the western world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I was always known as the BIG sister in high school as I was the 2nd oldest after yy in the gang. Im used to being called OLD but now... all a sudden, i became YOUNG, as in not 1 or 2 yrs younger than my actual age but 5 Yrs!!!! That is just ridiculous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Being young is fun though. I actually do wish that im younger. I miss old days and i trully miss home. However, even if im given the chance to go home now, nothing will be the the same anymore. Things will not even be close to exactly the same. I lost 2 family members since i came to Canada and my gang of gal friends are all over the world...Aus, USA, Uk, Germany..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;All I can do is just to look at the pictures that we took before and indulge myself into them when i want to. Nothing can compare to those sweet &amp;amp; memorable times we had before and those were really unforgetable and precious memories ever in a life time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/CIMG5740.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111582755367023505?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111582755367023505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111582755367023505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111582755367023505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111582755367023505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/05/stefffff.html' title='Stefffff!!'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111544212168682556</id><published>2005-05-07T00:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:59.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ExPreSSiOn</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 218px" height="321" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/CIMG5677.jpg" width="475" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 338px; HEIGHT: 256px" height="318" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/CIMG5676.jpg" width="431" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 341px; HEIGHT: 258px" height="382" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/CIMG5671.jpg" width="438" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 285px; HEIGHT: 341px" height="512" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/CIMG5665.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 284px; HEIGHT: 287px" height="512" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/CIMG5663.jpg" width="437" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 321px; HEIGHT: 245px" height="348" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/CIMG5685.jpg" width="481" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 335px; HEIGHT: 231px" height="321" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/CIMG5678.jpg" width="455" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 333px; HEIGHT: 213px" height="341" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/CIMG5674.jpg" width="512" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Went to old montreal to take some shots.. turned out to be good. I love digi cam!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111544212168682556?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111544212168682556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111544212168682556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111544212168682556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111544212168682556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/05/expression.html' title='ExPreSSiOn'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111440514655200843</id><published>2005-04-25T00:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:59.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DePreSsIoN?!? oR oVeR-ReAcTinG?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Not in "normal" spirit for the past week and a half. High spirit in the beginning of the week and towards the end of the week, it was bad. Had this feeling before when i was under minor depression. Really wonder whether i was totally heal from then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychologists describe depression as negative thinking which gradually becomes self-defeating and it is a prolonged &amp;amp; persistent negative mood which can colour and interfere with many aspects of life. It is characterised by feelings of sadness, disappointment, loneliness, worthlessness, excessive guilt, self-doubt and hopelessness. I feel them all, especially worthlessness....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emotional&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sadness, Anxiety, Guilt, Anger, Mood swings&lt;/span&gt;, Lack of emotional responsiveness, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Helplessness, Hopelessness, Physical Chronic fatigue, lack of energy, Sleeping too much or too little, overeating or loss of appetite&lt;/span&gt;, Constipation, Weight loss or gain, Irregular menstrual cycle, Loss of sexual desire, Unexplained aches and pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Behavioural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Crying spells, Withdrawal from others, Worrying&lt;/span&gt;, Neglect of responsibilities, Loss of interest in personal appearance, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Loss of motivation, Thoughts/Perceptions,Frequent self-criticism, Self-blame, Pessimism, Impaired memory and concentration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, Indecisiveness and confusion, Tendency to believe others see you in a negative light&lt;/span&gt;, Thoughts of death and suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I have almost all the symptoms listed above. I think i should definately go see a psychologist but i just don't feel like telling a stranger about how i feel and im sick of those treatments they give you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna run...run far far away... im tired....im sick...i dont feel good...i dont feel that i belong here...i dont know who am i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully these feelings will go away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111440514655200843?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111440514655200843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111440514655200843' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111440514655200843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111440514655200843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/04/depression-or-over-reacting.html' title='DePreSsIoN?!? oR oVeR-ReAcTinG?'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8137740.post-111431182412096618</id><published>2005-04-22T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:58.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~*SpRiNg ShoPpiNg SpRee*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 171px" height="381" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/IMGP3740.jpg" width="437" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 143px; HEIGHT: 123px" height="229" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/IMGP3733.jpg" width="296" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 136px; HEIGHT: 122px" height="215" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/IMGP3732.jpg" width="256" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should i keep the dress? Or should i return it? What do u girls think?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111431182412096618?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111431182412096618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111431182412096618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111431182412096618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111431182412096618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/04/spring-shopping-spree.html' title='~*SpRiNg ShoPpiNg SpRee*~'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111428874929695405</id><published>2005-04-20T16:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:58.881-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SiCk NiGhT oUt!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just tooooo MUCH......&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;for me at least&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 166px" height="336" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/IMGP3772smal.jpg" width="352" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; HEIGHT: 169px" height="271" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/IMGP3770smal.jpg" width="367" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 246px; HEIGHT: 185px" height="293" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/IMGP3755smal.jpg" width="332" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="300" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/IMGP3756smal.jpg" width="353" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;WHAT THE WORLD HAS BECAME.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelllll soooooo Sick!! I seen worse on TV but just the fact that i was in a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHEAP&lt;/span&gt; pub watching fat girls &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIVE&lt;/span&gt; Dirty-Dancing for 2 hours made me felt like PUKING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone seen something like this before, back in MALAYSIA???!!?? guess not... if so, that person will so gonna get his/her ass right into the prison! That's what Malaysian government called "&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;khalwat&lt;/span&gt;" means seclusion. ( according to bob)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Western world is always too MUCH...too open. How could anyone feel comfortable making out in the public? In front of soooo many freaking people. I do understand the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HUMAN RIGHTS&lt;/span&gt; thingy here...but Man!! dont they feel shameful or embarass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt so ashamed for those girls and at the same time I was mad... those girls just degraded Female kind!! However, i do understand why ... i called it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DESPERATION&lt;/span&gt;! Just look at their body... do they have a choice to ask for a better man? Sounding mean here...but it is soooo true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in a realistic world with bitches and bastards around ... almost everyone is freaking realistic and materialistic....we cant hide but jus to live with it. And for those girls ...the fat ones especially, want to get their fun and attention from MALEs, knowing the fact that MALEs just want to get them laid. What do men care about anyways? They get their WORK-OUT done and all they need is just a hole...who cares about the face nor the body when you are desperate, right? But obviously, not saying that all men are the same...so dont get &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SENSITIVE&lt;/span&gt; here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how, girls, we really do gotta beware of certain guys... they have intentions! I dont believe that girls and guys can be "best best" of friends. We are from different planet and we cant be innocent when we deal with THEM. JUST have to be smart and know how to play the game, there will only be one &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WINNER&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, im just voicing out my opinions. It is a free corner here to say whatever i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ChiLL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111428874929695405?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111428874929695405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111428874929695405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111428874929695405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111428874929695405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/04/sick-night-out.html' title='SiCk NiGhT oUt!!!'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111404420406724479</id><published>2005-04-19T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:58.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a TeAcHeR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Found myself a part-time job ... Teaching Mandarin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my mandarin sucks back in high school but still... i decided to put it into use now as im desperate for MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently found a korean girl as student and now... im officially a Tutor. My job is just to speak to her in mandarin and teach her Mandarin idioms. It sounds easy but it is still a challenge since she can speak mandarin quite well. Come to think about it, I should be able to teach high school mandarin since i was in mandarin school for 10 yrs!!! oh man... i feel so ashamed that my mandarin is sooo bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Well, at least i know mandarin and im kind of proud of it! Thanks mummy for sending me to Mandarin school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;AMC rocks....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111404420406724479?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111404420406724479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111404420406724479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111404420406724479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111404420406724479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-teacher.html' title='I am a TeAcHeR'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111375301181607967</id><published>2005-04-17T11:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:58.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>JuSt FinIsHeD!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;yey! im done with &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im left with nothing to do while others are still busy with their finals till the 28th of April. hrmmmm... have to find something to amuse myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to fix my nails yesterday...i love it. French Manucure makes me feel &lt;em&gt;SEXY&lt;/em&gt;! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 170px; HEIGHT: 126px" height="228" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/IMGP3670.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cant think of anything to blog now... Hopefully I'll find something interesting to do for the next few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111375301181607967?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111375301181607967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111375301181607967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111375301181607967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111375301181607967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-finished.html' title='JuSt FinIsHeD!!'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111281195298027578</id><published>2005-04-06T14:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:58.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~*BeAuTiFuL*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The sun is high up, birds chipping, squirrels chasing around on the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;green green&lt;/span&gt; grass... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Short-skirts, slippers, tank-tops, bare skins, fit bodies, mascular shoulders, sports-cars... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The weather is just&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Beautiful&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;downtown Montreal, Spring 8 degrees C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111281195298027578?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111281195298027578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111281195298027578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111281195298027578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111281195298027578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/04/beautiful.html' title='~*BeAuTiFuL*~'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111247033132522427</id><published>2005-04-02T13:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:58.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~*Transfering*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Counting down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;10, 9 ,8, 7 ,6 ... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;days to finlas!! Not nervous yet but i know i will be soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;After the 13th and the 15th, i'll be &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Officially&lt;/span&gt; done with my 2nd year! BUT i haven't even started with any of my &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;MAJOR&lt;/span&gt; couses! yeah...stupid &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;John Molson School Of Business&lt;/span&gt; only accept transfering once a year which lead me into the state of wasting money and time, taking random elective and core courses. Anyways, i wish i will do good in this coming finals and get my ass into the business school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thinking of majoring in &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;accountancy&lt;/span&gt;. Not too sure whether i really want to do so as it is known as the most boring job ever BUT at least it is stable. Who knows, maybe i will continue with &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;CA&lt;/span&gt; after the degree. Am also thinking of minoring in &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;economics&lt;/span&gt; since it is interesting... conversely i have to stay in Uni for another 27 credits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sigh...future seems tough though im enjoying my life now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ChiLL.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 184px; HEIGHT: 161px" height="330" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/CIMG5652copy.jpg" width="309" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111247033132522427?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111247033132522427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111247033132522427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111247033132522427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111247033132522427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/04/transfering.html' title='~*Transfering*~'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111118084230002686</id><published>2005-03-18T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:58.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I FoUnD yOu....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Life is not as boring as before after meeting you.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You are soooo fun to be with. Outgoing, funny, cute and exciting... just like me !!=p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I think i finally found ya! No more boring weekends as long as you are in Montreal..that's the way i like it man!! yey!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Hanging out with you in Reggies is the best...i will never feel lonely and weird around all guys anymore! Wasn't it fun to just play cards and drink after a whole week of studying? Lets do it again after finals... or maybe we can go to Central Station again... You were amazing on Saturday, you had some good moves there!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Thank you for being there!! Im sure we will have more fun on our next "DATE"!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Love ya much .....LAURA!!!!&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/8137740-111118084230002686?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111118084230002686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111118084230002686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111118084230002686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111118084230002686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-found-you.html' title='I FoUnD yOu....'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111022612913755343</id><published>2005-03-07T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:58.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DoN't yOu UnDeRsTaNd?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;4 5683 263 6477 968.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;226 968 4483 63+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;2 242623 86 8253&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;2273 63 968 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;367 6623 6673?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Why are you doing this? You are gonna hurt yourself... i thought i made it CLEAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the answer is 66+ , 2268!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;NO, cant!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;76779&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Nokia&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/8137740-111022612913755343?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111022612913755343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111022612913755343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111022612913755343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111022612913755343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/03/dont-you-understand.html' title='DoN&apos;t yOu UnDeRsTaNd?'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111017732135926228</id><published>2005-03-06T01:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:58.234-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~*Im gLaD to Be JuSt fRiEnd*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Thanks for the Song... i really like it. Didn't know that you can write your own song...im impressed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yeah... you know who you are ... Still can't believe that after 4-and-a-half years we get in touch again. The most surprising thing is that.... after so many years, you still feel the same way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Trying to avoid confusions and misunderstandings....i tried hard to mantain our friendship. I thought after so many years, the feelings are gone for ya as it has already for me. I have no idea that the union of our friendship will again lead u into this haze of misunderstaning. i feel bad for the whole situation. I mean...it was nice to talk to ya and it was great to be able to keep in touch again after so many years. I reallly really am happy that we still being able to chat like last time but one thing has to be clear ...there shouldn't be any thing more than just friend. I hate to say this cause i know it will hurt ya and worst still..i hate being the Bad Guy whom have to bring this matter up.. but again i wouldn't want to lead you on or else it will be harder later on to tell ya all this.. if i had misled you, im sorry. i had no intention to have aroused ur feelings... all this while i just miss ya companionship as in friendship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what else to say...but sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Hope that we can still be friends =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;aLwAyZ.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111017732135926228?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111017732135926228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111017732135926228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111017732135926228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111017732135926228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-glad-to-be-just-friend.html' title='~*Im gLaD to Be JuSt fRiEnd*~'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-111017179418410293</id><published>2005-03-04T02:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:58.167-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~*BeeN a LoNg wHiLe*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Wow....i nearly forgot my password to access my blog!! Really been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone, Im back to BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.... ..... so much to write, where should i start from? Maybe a new start will be good. I really hope i can turn time back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester has been a BOMB... it is not over yet.. 6 more weeks to FINALS and im scared. Been studying a lot and again my midterm had failed me. was very disappointed with them and i have no idea why. Guess my strategy of studying is wrong...sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the good news is.... .... IM NOT GIVING UP! i believe that i can do it. It is so true that as we grow older, there are more challenges to face. I should learn not to be affraid, in fact, i should be exposed more to failing as there are more to come in future... Academic is not the only thing to face in life. Human will fail me...even i myself will lead myself to stumble. But one thing i know...HE will not fail me and i have peace in HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-111017179418410293?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111017179418410293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=111017179418410293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111017179418410293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/111017179418410293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2005/03/been-long-while.html' title='~*BeeN a LoNg wHiLe*~'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-110401923411269842</id><published>2004-12-19T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:58.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~* BeSt sEaSoN oF tHe yEaR*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;AT LAST.....finals are over and im sooooooooooo relax now. WOW....feel so good to be free of stress!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Christmas is around the corner .. a week from now ill be in Toronto spending my WHITE Christmas in a perfect household with 3 of my lovely cousins and Aunt&amp;Uncle ...and of cause my DEARESt brother!! Dont you love Christmas?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yey...It is snowing outside! i just love looking at the pure white snow falling down from the sky ..... snow flakes on ur cheek and snow angels are the prettiest....LOVE IT !! Christmas oh Christmas...thank you Lord for sending ur Son...i feel so loved!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So gald that im here in North America!! gotta taste the western Christmas!! ....white Christmas...real pine Christmas tree...pure white snow...lots and lots of presents....shopping....Christmas sales....turkey &amp;amp; ham... Yummy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Christmas is on HIS way.....and im on my way to TORONTO too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;~*MeRrY ChRiStMaS*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;~*JaSmInE*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-110401923411269842?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110401923411269842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=110401923411269842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/110401923411269842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/110401923411269842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2004/12/best-season-of-year.html' title='~* BeSt sEaSoN oF tHe yEaR*~'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-109943953320613699</id><published>2004-11-02T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:58.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~* Me &amp; tHe Mid-TeRm*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;Winter is aPpRoAChInG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;4.30pm : The sky is already dark; cold and windy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;Today is totally not my day!! It rained the whole day and with my midterm result, it became more depressing. What a "wonderful" start for 2004 fall/winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;Sooooooo disappointed! I studied SO-VERY hard for my Marketing but i got a C for the midterm. Sob sob sob.... What else can i do? Im so scared and im worrying about the finals now. I cant afford to fail or just a pass as i need a higher GPA. sigh...i think my way of studying is not right at all. SOMEONE please teach me how to study Smart!! I have already done my best!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;I actually cried in the washroom after getting the result. I cant believe that i cried! The last time i cried over my results was in primary school and it was because i couldn't get an A+ !! Im not doing well at all this semester. I have no idea why. I think the workload is too heavy and intensive for me as im such a slow learner and i can take it no more!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;Timmy was trying to cheer me up while i was holding the tears in my eyes. Ignoring him, I went to the washroom and i sob like a big baby. I just couldn't control it... im still so emotional!&lt;br /&gt;When i came out from the washroom, Minoru was waiting for me outside. Not knowing what happened, he gave me a hug and the tears were building up again!! It was embarrassing!! Can you believe that an university student cried because she got a C for midterm!! sigh....i have no idea why i cried but it was absolutely not an act i gave out to gain sympathy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;I left by telling him that i need to be alone for a while...hesitatingly he let me go. Walked in the rain...i headed to the foodcourt and i studied there until Minoru called again. He came...we just talked for a bit and here im blogging at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;Just realized that my 64mb MP3 player broke. No idea why it is not working...not the battery! sigh...what a day!! hopefully things will be better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~*eVeRydAy iS a nEw DaY*~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;aLwAyZ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;~*JaSmInE*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-109943953320613699?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109943953320613699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=109943953320613699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109943953320613699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109943953320613699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2004/11/me-mid-term.html' title='~* Me &amp; tHe Mid-TeRm*~'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-109876102139764557</id><published>2004-10-26T04:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:57.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>whAt WiLL i Do??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sitting here.. staring at the computer screen, thinking and wondering how's Julie feeling as she is waiting for her husband to leave her life forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got married 4 months ago and just as they are happily enjoying "just-married" life...he was rushed to the hospital 3 weeks ago. The doctor informed her that his condition was critical. The tumor in his brain got larger just in a few hours and in a few days time, he will not be able to talk, see and recognize people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days..the doctor said two days ago. He is now lying on the bed...waiting for his turn to go. Suffering and at the same time, hoping for miracle to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can picture Julie sitting beside his dying body... holding his hand, tears flowing from her eyes, and her with a broken heart. She, looking at her newly married groom, taking careful notice of every breath he inhales...croosing her fingers, wishing that it will not be the last breath he takes.&lt;br /&gt;The beeping sound of the cardioagraph has became immuned to her. All she cares now is about his every movement. If she is given a wish, Im sure she will wish for more time. She wants to be with him more than anybody else. She has faith even though she doesnt understand why God is doing this to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to put myself in her situation and i cant bear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IF THAT HAPPEN TO ME?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) Will i still be able to be so strong in faith?&lt;br /&gt;2) Will i be able to sit there and wait for the last good-bye?&lt;br /&gt;3) Will i run away from the reality?&lt;br /&gt;4) Will i regret of marrying him?&lt;br /&gt;5) Will i marry another person in future?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on and on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the hardest feeling is to knowing that the person you love most is about to leave you forever.&lt;br /&gt;I used to have that feeling when my mum 1st discovered to have cancer. I feared every day that i was gonna lose her and every night i was scared that i wont be able to see her again the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;But God has been so grateful and merciful. He showed great miracles to my family. It has been 5 yrs and my mum is still here until today. I thank Him for that.&lt;br /&gt;As human, we will only appreciate something or someone when we know that we are gonna lose it. From that incident, i learnt to appreciate everyone besides me before it is too late. I also learnt that life is sometimes a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that God will again show great miracle towards Julie's husband, but if He doesn't, do not be discouraged and despaired. Im sure He has a plan for that. We just gotta be patient and trust in Him that everything He does, that's a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie, our prayer is with you. Be strong and stand firm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~*LoVe gIvEs tHe tAsTe oF eTeRnItY*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aLwAyZ,&lt;br /&gt;~*JaSmInE*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-109876102139764557?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109876102139764557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=109876102139764557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109876102139764557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109876102139764557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/what-will-i-do.html' title='whAt WiLL i Do??'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-109850093517832628</id><published>2004-10-22T20:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:57.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~*La FiN et le CoMMeNcEmEnT*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The End &amp;amp; The Beginning...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Mummy always say that the end is the beginning of something else therefore shan't be too distracted or disturbed by it. She particularly stresses that Life Goes On and we should face the future with a strong and courage heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la fin .... It is finally the end of it. Been a while, a long while. We dont even know how long it took us... All I know was just that we weren't satisfied, happy about the situation and we both suffered. I hated the emptiness, loniness and self-pitiness throughout those quiet, dark and lonely nites. We determined.. we hoped...we held on to it...we tried and we failed. Nothing else can be done and nothing much to be said about ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shared tones throughout those days...sweet memories, comforts, laughters, fights, misunderstandings and most of all friendship. Those were the days we had... now it became our life history and it will only stay in the memory forever.&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be different from now on and nothing will ever be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;le commencement.... a new start , a new beginning, a new plan ahead...for you and I. We both agree on this... we are now satisfied. From now on, we both have a completely different path... you are going east while im going west. We both are reaching out to a totally different world and there, we build our dreams and future. The future seems bright... I don't hope we made the wrong step... i believe that there will be no regrets. Even if, let it be.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~*LeT bY-GoNeS bE bY- gOnEs*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aLwAyZ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~*JaSmInE*~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-109850093517832628?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109850093517832628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=109850093517832628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109850093517832628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109850093517832628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/la-fin-et-le-commencement.html' title='~*La FiN et le CoMMeNcEmEnT*~'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-109823735544604206</id><published>2004-10-19T19:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:57.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-TeRm "JoKe"</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question is... WHEN is my ECON mid-term!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Studied til 230am this morning before sitting for the exams at 10am-1130 and 1145-2.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Went to class with all the econ theories and marketing concepts in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Sat in econ class like a zombie, feeling that my head was so heavy...waited for the teacher to come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Countdown...20mins ...15min...3min...1min...to exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Waited, waited and waited...class getting louder and louder... "HE IS LATE" said a noname guy.."LETS go" said another guy and they headed towards the door. My eyes were still locked on my marketing notes as i didnt get to study much for my marketing exam which is at 11.45pm. BOOM!!...(from the door) "CLASS IS CANCELLED!" said the Arabic guy, then he switched off the lights and left.&lt;br /&gt;I stood up slowly... complained to the guy sitting beside me that it was such a waste of time studying til late for both of my midterms. He thinks that the teacher is a bum and he has double standard as he told us that we MUST be in the class for the midterm no matter what consequences...not even urgency. And YET he was the one who didnt show up on the day of MID TERM!!&lt;br /&gt;Come to think about it...i could have studied more for marketing (the exam was hard) if i were to know that the econ will be postpone.&lt;br /&gt;This never happened in my student life before...how can the teacher cancel the exam on the day of exam! It is just like a "JOKE" to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;~*DeTeRmInAtIoN iS tHe WaKe-uP CaLL tO tHe HuMaN WiLL*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;aLwAyZ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;~*JaSmInE*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-109823735544604206?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109823735544604206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=109823735544604206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109823735544604206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109823735544604206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/mid-term-joke.html' title='Mid-TeRm &quot;JoKe&quot;'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-109824864040921962</id><published>2004-10-19T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:57.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SoRRy...I JuSt CaNt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Sleeping comfortably on bed, memorizing the concepts of.....market segmentation, target marketing, market positioning...product..services..experience....defination of consumer goods, industrial goods.... ... ... .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;X: Has been a while ...how r u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Y: yeah 3 yrs...im good...How r u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;X: Im happy over there and everything is good. I love the life style and the people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Y: Im glad u r happy with ur life over there... I have been thinking of you a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;X: (Blush)..er...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Y: Even though you are gone for so long.. i think of being with u almost everyday. I hope i can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;there with you..sharing every single moment with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;X: Thats the past...please dont mention it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Y: Do you think that we can....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;X: No...that's no way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Y: Why...why cant u give it a try?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;X: I tried....But I just cant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Y: It is hard for me too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;X: Yeah...then why...you still wana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Y: Cause i still feel it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;X: No..its impossible....SORRY I JUST CANT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;beep! beep! beep!....:"Wake up...is 9 am ...u need to go for ur exam" said mummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;~*To LoVe iS tO GeT HuRt*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aLwAyZ,&lt;br /&gt;~*JaSMiNe*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-109824864040921962?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109824864040921962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=109824864040921962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109824864040921962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109824864040921962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/sorryi-just-cant.html' title='SoRRy...I JuSt CaNt'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-109808367338328415</id><published>2004-10-18T06:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:57.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>KeeP GoInG....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;It is 2.45 am on Monday morning....burning mid-night oil...studying hard for mid terms on Tues. Covered econs and 2 more chapters of Marketing to go..sigh...not knowing whether ill be able to remember all the theories I learnt. HATE MEMORIZING!!&lt;br /&gt;Minoru called... i complained that i have lots of studying to do. Told him that i wont be going to lib to study but will drop by to get the marketing notes from Tim. He offered to photocopy the notes for me and dropping it to my place before he hits home tomorrow...such a nice guy he is!! Made my day...afterall cramp studying is not too disastrous accompanied with somebody's concern =P&lt;br /&gt;Tsukareta &amp; nemui!! im tired...sleepy. Studying without any music but with the soft snoring sound by mummy!! ANYONE of you experienced that before? ahha...funny er! gonna miss her so much when she goes back to Malaysia in end of Nov. Had a small arguement with her this evening about her saying that i dont appreciate her. Well, i guess she feels neglacted because i didnt pay much attention to her due to my exam. I cant do anything though as i MUST study... have to study even harder by realiasing that im paying 4 times more than the Canadians here!! Hate the fact that im an international student and worst off, I CANT SPEAK FRENCH! DARN IT....&lt;br /&gt;Enuf of complaning for the day...gotta hit the books again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Jas' Marketing Studying Progress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 228px" height="1270" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/random019-small.jpg" width="1218" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Stage 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 224px; HEIGHT: 226px" height="1406" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/random014-small.jpg" width="560" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Stage 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 235px" height="1436" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/random020-small.jpg" width="1228" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stage 3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~*LiFe iS liKe a BoX oF cHoCoLaTe*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;aLwAyZ,&lt;br /&gt;~*JaSmInE*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-109808367338328415?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109808367338328415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=109808367338328415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109808367338328415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109808367338328415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/keep-going.html' title='KeeP GoInG....'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-109787820569155075</id><published>2004-10-15T21:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:57.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SaTiSfY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OKOK...just to satisfy you guys..here is my BLOG !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(especially for you BOB..i know u r desperate to know what i have been doing =p, jk) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;just kidding.. of cause i do wana blog but im SO busy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Let me see, in 4 days, i ll be sitting for 2 MAJOR mid-term exams...35% and 40% of finals!! IM SO STRESSED!! man...i just started studying and i have 5 more untouched, brand-new chapters to go...darn why am i still here!! i should be studying ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, i really do hope that i will be able to pass them...sigh...TUESDAY the 19th is getting nearer!! I cant concentrate!! Something happened in my personal life and i dont even have time to think about it yet.. Besides, mummy is still in montreal with me n my bro and they have been fighting a lot..mummy cried yesterday because she had a fight with my bro...i dont really know what happened as i really have no time for that.. i do care but ..sigh...it is hard...i have a feeling that im gonna screw up my mid terms...HELP!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i have so much to say but i just cant put them in words ... not in the mood to blog now...better ciao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~*Love is patient, love is kind .....*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AlwAyZ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~*JaSmInE*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-109787820569155075?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109787820569155075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=109787820569155075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109787820569155075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109787820569155075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/satisfy.html' title='SaTiSfY?'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-109596716826926981</id><published>2004-09-23T18:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:57.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Im ... *bAbY bOttLE PoP*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizme.stvlive.com/candy/quiz.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 115px" height="120" src="http://quizme.stvlive.com/candy/results/babybottlepop.gif" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;discover what candy you are @ quiz me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im "baby Bottle Pop!! ehhee...So, someone out there *HinT*hInT* ...better SPOIL me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Got home not long ago.Went to the gym with Sole after my class , it has been the longest time i didnt visit the gym..feel so FAT! eakk...can actually feel the flabby flash on my stomach..HATE IT! How a hope i have abs , a slim and fit body~dreaming~ wonder whether it will ever come true. Should tell myself to wake up as this has been the longest dream i ever had..if im not wrong..been dreaming of those Sexy body since i hit puberty. GET OVER IT JASMINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Well, im happy that i finnally set up my blog. It is presentable now..SORRY STEF for not informing you that i have a blog...but dont worry, i'll promise to inform you when i get married =p You must be there anyway! Just wanna say thanks to Cindy and Bob for helping me with this Blog ..and also wana thank King Fu for helping with the TAG-BOARD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;It is 3.15pm...i think i better hit the books now as exam is around the corner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;p/s: Nice whether today! 21 C in Montreal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~* LauGhTeR iS tHe bEsT mEdIcIne*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ffff;"&gt;AlwayZ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ffff;"&gt;~*JaSmInE*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/8137740-109596716826926981?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109596716826926981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=109596716826926981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109596716826926981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109596716826926981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-baby-bottle-pop_23.html' title='Im ... *bAbY bOttLE PoP*'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-109583113974408710</id><published>2004-09-22T02:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:57.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fiNaLLy ^_^*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AT LAST!! I gotta move the tag board from the bottom to the side! ahha...I had no idea what were templates and had no idea how to deal with those Computer Languages...I think programming sucks man! It actually took me more than 2 days to figure out how to move that stupid tag board. .im all happy now as i gotta fix it by myself without anyone's help, as in doing it for me.. *Hint* bob!! jkjk....THANKS to CINDY, actually!! She was the one who told me how to move the tag board thru MSN...haha...funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this kind of achievement feeling! It is fulfilling man!! Although it is just a small success on MOVING the tag board, it means quite a lot to me as usually I give up easily. This particular incident does motivate me to be more persistent and be patient towards what I think I cant do. Im learning from my mistake, i must say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Lesson of the day : Be patient and think more positively&lt;br /&gt;about myself! Learn to be an optimistic person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~* ThE WiSe LeArN fRoM tHe FoOLiSh *~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alwayz,&lt;br /&gt;~*JaSmInE*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-109583113974408710?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109583113974408710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=109583113974408710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109583113974408710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109583113974408710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/finally.html' title='fiNaLLy ^_^*'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-109571887908518128</id><published>2004-09-19T21:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:57.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~&lt;&gt;~Me &amp; tHe CuTe LiL oNeS~&lt;&gt;~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hey there, i think these are the most recent pictures of me taken 2 months back in Vancouver before coming back to Montreal. The cute lil ones beside me are my 4 years old niece, 5 &amp; 6 years old nephews. They are my half chinese and half swiss cousins' daughter and sons...and SURPRISE!! They are all quater chinese!! ahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 254px; HEIGHT: 271px" height="379" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/Cousins/picjas.jpg" width="129" /&gt;              &lt;img height="259" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v414/jasmine_llyn/Cousins/picjas2.jpg" width="321" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I Love Kids!! They are so CUTE &amp;amp; INNOCENT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alwayz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~*JaSmInE*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-109571887908518128?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109571887908518128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=109571887908518128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109571887908518128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109571887908518128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/me-cute-lil-ones.html' title='~&lt;&gt;~Me &amp; tHe CuTe LiL oNeS~&lt;&gt;~'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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-8137740.post-109538954002676847</id><published>2004-09-17T02:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:18:57.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>StReSs *aLReAdY*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;AarRrrrr!! Just the 2nd week of new semester and im already sticking my ass on the library's chair! cant believe that Im actually studying already... too much readings and memorization this sem. At least 30 pages for a chapter and the teachers are teaching very fast. Getting scared now as i have no idea what they are talking about!&lt;br /&gt;I was actually studying and i decided to take a break, and here im, staring at the com screen and writing my journal. well well... my neck hurts and i needed a massage badly! miss those massages which i used to get back home from ...SOMEONE....miss u mummy! ...im still getting massages sometimes here...but not all the time. =p *hint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Aiks..no idea what im wanna write already! i think i should hit the book again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~* iF yOu dOn'T mAkE tHe MoSt oF wHaT yOu aRe...&lt;br /&gt;yOu rIsK nEvEr DisCoVeRinG wHaT yOu mIgHT bEcOmE*~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alwayz,&lt;br /&gt;~*JaSmInE*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8137740-109538954002676847?l=jasminellyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109538954002676847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8137740&amp;postID=109538954002676847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109538954002676847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8137740/posts/default/109538954002676847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminellyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/stress-already.html' title='StReSs *aLReAdY*'/><author><name>JuSt Me, ~*JaSmInE*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18314583725562945599</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>
