<?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-126006675217341130</id><updated>2012-02-11T22:36:09.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-pReCiiOuS teaRs-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>744</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-5949453628146991893</id><published>2012-02-11T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T22:36:09.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrights, been ages since i last rant here. &lt;div&gt;well, days are just too hectic for me to settle down and type a post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but since i'm on study week break and manage to spare sometime out, i shall do a short post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haven't been ranting does not means my life has been getting very well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are still ups and downs just that i choose to cry things out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;done with year 2, and now moving on to year 3. final year :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going for attachment this march till end of june then i would be on holidays till my next semester starts :D what's more awesome ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was thinking of stopping my job this feb and then be back when i'm done with my attachment, but..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;parents disagreed with the idea, they ask me to work both sides. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since i dont have a choice, then i can only obey and agree with their suggestions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess i would have to juggle my time properly then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b bought us a ipad few weeks ago, us because it does not only belongs to me, it belongs to us (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but recently its been me playing with it more often cause he's too busy with work and i've been very relax. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;little bella knows how to acknowledge ppl already. like, auntie ask her, where's ahma? she points mummy, where's mama? she points sis, where's daddy, she point bil, where's ahyi, she points me, where's auntie, she point her. so yeaps ! tell her that her silva drop down, she will take her bib and wipe it herself. she's still babblish but still don't know how to really talk. hopefully when she goes school, she will be able to learn and speak already (: aww, i'm missing her already !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm. guess there's nothing much more to update.shall do my revision already ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-5949453628146991893?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5949453628146991893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=5949453628146991893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5949453628146991893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5949453628146991893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2012/02/alrights-been-ages-since-i-last-rant.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-55435190381162206</id><published>2012-01-03T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T00:10:19.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everybody is talking about new year resolution and probably.. i shall talk about it too. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;cut down on my tummy fats&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chiong hard for my last yr of poly life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;many many more years down the road with tiew  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;more positive money than negative money &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to love and be loved &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;less tears, more smile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;less angry, more happy &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;less lonely, more company&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeaps, after this april i'm officially left with one year of school while b? just started his school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but its okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though 3years down the road, i know what he is thinking, but .. i disagree with it. but .. come to think of it, what's the point of me disagree-ing? he won't even consider about my feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's just hope, 3years down the road, i'm able to accept it somehow or rather or somethings just change. I HOPE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont wish neither do i want to give up and give everything a new start since i've come so far. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, i hope he's the guy i'm marrying in the future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know its still long, but that's seriously how i want the future to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;COUPLE -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; two different people of two different background and two different thinking meet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;both party should always give and take and not only one party doing it then everything would be equal.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tiew, i've included you in my future.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have you included me in? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-9193676009889116592</id><published>2012-01-02T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T01:37:42.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spent my 1st year anni with my boy at m'sia with his elder brother and friends. &lt;div&gt;though we didn't really do much, but .. at least my time are spent with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things go through my mind every now and then. thinking ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will i be playing a part in ur future? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have you ever had those girls seating beside you when you were there? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every time you talk about other girls, i tried to let my heart not to get jealous, but every time it fails. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know i dislike that friend of your's. but i know i had no position to stop you and i know i should not stop you from having your freedom to meet anyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not being unreasonable to dislike him, but i just dont like the way he does things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is there a wrong to study poly to get a better cert? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya, you might be earning a big lump sum of money if you are to work that. but have you thought about the consequences? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont need you to earn a big lump sum of money, i dont need great luxury, all i want, is a simple life. ya,perhaps you are thinking, why don't i think far. but all i want was .. just to lead a realistic and very simple life. is it really that hard? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not going to think so much anymore. goodnights. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-9193676009889116592?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/9193676009889116592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=9193676009889116592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/9193676009889116592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/9193676009889116592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2012/01/spent-my-1st-year-anni-with-my-boy-at.html' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692515287234010194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;something i've been waiting for.. for my whole life. &lt;div&gt;never been with a guy for the whole one yr, but he made it (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;recalling how we met last yr then to become couple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to me, its fate that we met. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks for bringing me more joys into my life now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks for making me pissed but can't get angry with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks for sometimes giving me that very silly smile to make me smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a million of thanks (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i appreciates everything that you do even though sometimes i say it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it doesn't mean i don't see what you are doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope forever and always remains. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 1.1em; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; color: rgb(125, 125, 125); text-align: justify; font-family: Palatino, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-style: italic; "&gt;Promise yourself that 2012 is the year to give love your best shot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.7em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: 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0); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Drop grudges. &lt;/strong&gt;Whatever mistakes your partner has made in the past, if you are still together, it means you both want it to work. It won’t work if you keep harping on his past mistakes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.7em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 1.1em; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; color: rgb(125, 125, 125); text-align: justify; font-family: Palatino, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Say what you mean, and mean what you say, without being mean about it.&lt;/strong&gt; You need to stop bottling up your emotions to the point where they have to come out in an angry and explosive way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.7em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 1.1em; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; color: rgb(125, 125, 125); text-align: justify; font-family: Palatino, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Create a list of fun couples things to do and complete one every other weekend. &lt;/strong&gt;You can both put stuff you love or want to try out on that list. It can be a fishing trip, wine tasting, cooking class, etc. But you must do the things listed together as a couple.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.7em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 1.1em; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; color: rgb(125, 125, 125); text-align: justify; font-family: Palatino, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Eat healthily. &lt;/strong&gt;When you are a happy couple, it’s easy to cuddle on the couch at night and snack on junk food while watching movies. If you find your waistlines expanding, make it a resolution to find healthy recipies and make your movie nights special by preparing healthy snacks together before settling onto the couch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.7em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 1.1em; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; color: rgb(125, 125, 125); text-align: justify; font-family: Palatino, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Get fit together. &lt;/strong&gt;Get your partner to be your work out buddy for 2012 and keep each other motivated. Exercise releases endorphines which relieve stress and is a great way to wind down with your loved one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.7em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 1.1em; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; color: rgb(125, 125, 125); text-align: justify; font-family: Palatino, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Make your couple time quality time.&lt;/strong&gt; After work hours, leave your work at the office, during dinner, switch your phone to silent mode and  engage in conversation with your partner instead. Pay attention to what they say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.7em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 1.1em; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; color: rgb(125, 125, 125); text-align: justify; font-family: Palatino, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Cuddle after sex. &lt;/strong&gt;Spooning and cuddling after sex has a bad reputation on TV (just think of Barney Stintson from How I Met Your Mother!). But in real life, post coital kissing and cuddling is bonding and relaxing. So stop being so quick to reach for your phone or get up for a drink or switch on the TV straight after sex. Stay in the moment for just a while longer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.7em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 1.1em; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; color: rgb(125, 125, 125); text-align: justify; font-family: Palatino, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Start saving together. &lt;/strong&gt;Decide on a comfortable and small amount for each of you to put aside each month in a joint money pot (or bank account). This money could be used for a holiday at the end of 2012, or something that you both want.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.7em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 1.1em; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; color: rgb(125, 125, 125); text-align: justify; font-family: Palatino, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Praise your partner.&lt;/strong&gt; Make it a point to praise more than you criticise. When we are together with someone for a long time, it is easy to take them for granted and only pick on their faults. Make it a point to let your partner know how much you appreciate them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.7em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 1.1em; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; color: rgb(125, 125, 125); text-align: justify; font-family: Palatino, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-style: italic; "&gt;Lastly, your final resolution should be…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.7em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 1.1em; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; color: rgb(125, 125, 125); text-align: justify; font-family: Palatino, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Don’t stay in a relationship that doesn’t make you happy. Sometimes the best relationship resolution is not to have a relationship at all, until you find the right person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.7em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 1.3em; font-family: Palatino, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 15px; "&gt;abstracted from &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://joannestan.wordpress.com/page/3/"&gt;JOANNES TAN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-7539115090316215222?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7539115090316215222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=7539115090316215222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7539115090316215222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7539115090316215222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/12/promise-yourself-that-2012-is-year-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-2049622376982421718</id><published>2011-12-23T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T23:49:05.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>coming to the end of the year. another year passing by. &lt;div&gt;so means.... its coming 1year for me and my beloved tiew ! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time really pass by fast. let me recall..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay fail, i can't recall every single thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so just a summary, life for this year was freaking hectic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time pass like damn fast ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;work, school, family, bf and sometimes friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so .. i met little matthew this year, watching him growing this few days. he's a happy baby. ilovehim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seeing little bella growing up, she's such a cute baby. iloveher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seeing myself growing fat, i need to work hard to shoo away those unwanted fats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seeing my cookie tin getting heavier and heavier makes me happy (my 1dollar saving)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seeing myself having so much laughter with Mr, Tiew , i can't get any happier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life this year have been great so far. i hope next year would be the same too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thank god for letting me meet tiew, he changed my life (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he might not be the whole reason for who i am now, but .. at least he's a major part of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking forward to 2012 (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-2049622376982421718?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2049622376982421718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=2049622376982421718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2049622376982421718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2049622376982421718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/12/coming-to-end-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-6896018786950321474</id><published>2011-12-05T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T00:04:45.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been neglecting my blog for quite sometime. &lt;div&gt;life ain't relaxing for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as usual, rush to work almost everyday after school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;either or, would be at home studying for my UT(s) :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UT 1 just ended like 1week ago and up next UT2 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm utterly drained out, felt like skipping school to take a day break BUT, i'm afraid of not being able to catch up. but well, after this yr is over, 30more weeks to go and i'm free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school have been so tiring for me, i wonder how would work be in the future ? :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the other side of note, little matt is back. didn't really have the chance to really play with him cause he always sleeping like 7plus pm. and wakes up like 7plus am too. by the time i wake up i would have to prepare for school. but still i squeeze a little time out for him though not as much as jiejie bella. hahahahs ! okay, i agree i'm bias k! i dote on bella more than him, maybe cause i have not been spending time with him or been in contact with him since he was born. but for jiejie bella, i've been watching her grow up since her day 2 or 3? just like her parents. aww, speaking of this, i'm missing bella :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides this, been working very had on weekend. work night shift on sats and morning shift on sunday. just in order to spend more time with my darling boy. last wed was my off day from work and it so happened that he ended work early so i decided to ask him for a movie date and we went (: twilight!  well, we enjoy it really much though (: he sent me home aftermath, after so long, i'm back seating on the left side of a driver. kind of miss the feeling. then we went ah hao's place for lunch cooked by his gf. tomyum soup, egg and veggies etc. thai food (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next week up is b's place but i'm not able to go cause i've got to work on sunday and lunch date with family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then next next week up is benny's place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then next next next week up would be x'mas. still unsure who i will be spending my x'mas with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but.. i would like to thank god for bringing b into my life on x'mas day one yr ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he brought colours to my life, i hope he's gona be the guy i'm gona settle down with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love him forever and always (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now i'm gona head back to study. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-6896018786950321474?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6896018786950321474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=6896018786950321474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6896018786950321474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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coasta sand to attend xinhui's ROM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b said its the last time he's attending such events with me cause he dont really like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i thank him for going with me once again (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cabbed back to my place like around 3.45? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;raining super heavily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached home, changed and removed my make up. feel so refresh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was suppose to go back b's place for dinner with his family but we changed plans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then met benny and co.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went sunplaza,plaza sing,golden mile and the punggol fishing place again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my butt went numb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate pineapple rice at golden mile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but .. feeling unwell at there but i didn't mention a thing though cause i can still tolerate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss ytd, i miss the time i spent with him. been so long since we spent one whole day tgt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loveyou my tiew! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of it. i'm missing him already. like very much !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the side of note, few days back met up with b before ytd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he took out the ring on my left hand second last finger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he played around with it. then he wore it back for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he said if one day he ask me to marry him, and one of the condition is if only i can fit in the ring,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sure squeeze it in no matter what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tsk! he made me sounded so despo lor!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohoh ! and on the cab back ytd, he said, his finally decision is to get married by 26 or 27.*i was uber happy*  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if after 30plus, he will get married too but with no kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well... at least he is bringing forward the marrying time. hehe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope i can be the one walking down the red aisle with him though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever and always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-5537918109200353682?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5537918109200353682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=5537918109200353682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5537918109200353682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5537918109200353682'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i realise i get easily jealous and its very easily :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but let's just hope. u will always be my side when i need you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like you said - forever and always  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-8230994106967533782?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8230994106967533782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=8230994106967533782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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my life. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you never buy me rings, buy me flowers like what other guys would do to their gf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you make me fall, you make me cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but at the end of the day, i'll never fail to forgive you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's because i know i love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not sure if you love me more than i love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but .. it doesn't really matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just hope, fate stays and ur hand would be the one i'm holding as i walk down the red aisle in few years to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know u're not like other guys that pamper their gfs like a princess, i know you have ur ways to pampering me. but after all i'm still just like any other girl .. you know what i want but sometimes, you don't do it but always do things the other way round. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but no matter what, i always thank god for letting me meet you (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-forever and always- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-2773569595308903644?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2773569595308903644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=2773569595308903644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2773569595308903644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2773569595308903644'/><link 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320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FcPYe3ZJPFE/Tq6N7OIP02I/AAAAAAAABJE/Rwd6cOPkrYs/s320/half.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669625029450519394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;would you see this as a half empty cup of water or half filled cup of water? &lt;div&gt;everyone of us have a different way of looking at things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some pessimistic while some more optimistic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been thinking alot this few days, mood ain't very good either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess i'm pms-ing uh. hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but.. i guess. as long as he's trying. i'm staying. as long as one day he still decide to hold on to my hand, i will stay. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever &amp;amp; always !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-5702854890018623228?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5702854890018623228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=5702854890018623228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5702854890018623228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5702854890018623228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/10/would-you-see-this-as-half-empty-cup-of.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FcPYe3ZJPFE/Tq6N7OIP02I/AAAAAAAABJE/Rwd6cOPkrYs/s72-c/half.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-2559792618359991177</id><published>2011-10-27T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T23:48:11.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when TWO hearts decides to beat as ONE  for life ..&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;marriage&lt;/u&gt;, it ain't a child's play, it ain't just a ring on your fourth finger on your left hand, not just a piece of paper, its for life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a serious decision of one's life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but of course, in some people's life they may just end up with a divorce instead of holding hands till they have white hair. it ain't easy. no one is perfect. all of us have flaws, but its tolerance and giving in that bring us down the road. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;witnessing people's marriage, i feel happy for them. its not about losing your single life. because to me, it is when i start to spend the rest of my life with the soul mate of my life. the kind of happiness to wake up beside him, to spend long hours of my day with him, to go anywhere with him. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friends &amp;amp; i were talking about this issue just now when we attended a friend's wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an issue that .. maybe b will never want to talk about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i felt kind of disappointed, you know, girls would start to think when they are alone.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i am the kind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;started to think, will he ever marry me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not desperate to get married off. but which girl wont think about their future?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm sure if he's the one i'm going to hold the hand and walk down the aisle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm sure if he's the one i'm going to hold his hands till my hair turns white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not sure if he thinks this way too.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my plan? get settled down around the age of 26 - 27&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but to him? as old as possible. perhaps, 30?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not sure if i can wait that long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but .. i'll just wait as long as i can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sighs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes i wonder, how can my sis ever start her r/s from secondary school till now with a kid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or even start her r/s for few yrs till now with a kid too ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it ain't easy isn't it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i won't say my bro in laws are prefect husband, but at least .. they love my sis &amp;amp; so does my sis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, shall stop thinking and hit the sack. nights !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-2559792618359991177?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2559792618359991177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=2559792618359991177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2559792618359991177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2559792618359991177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-two-hearts-decides-to-beat-as-one.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-8188083534914029393</id><published>2011-10-23T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T16:25:01.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was my special day yesterday. &lt;div&gt;started with a wide smile but ended up with barely a big smile on my face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dear friend fairus, bought hello panda and made hearts and stick on it for me (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and passed it to me when i ended school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bbg maine came and surprise me on friday to pass me my gift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 dress from my 3 beautiful girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slept after a couple of wishes from friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up at 10plus and prepared to head out with family (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amk hub :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fairprice as usual then dian xiao er for lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed home then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was suppose to go for drinking session during the night but as one after another backs out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i decided to give up the plan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plan TWO, was to go movie with b, but apparently, seats were selling fast so i decided to give it up too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to his place around 8plus then watched tv all the way till i fell asleep in his arms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;came home only about 3plus am. mum wasn't yet asleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up this morning around 11plus, get some hse chores done and headed to cwp with mummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;treated her to a meal at ajisen, she said its gona be the first and last time cause she felt its too expensive for two person. but hees, it doesn't matter to me. i'm earning and she's the one that gave birth to me. sometimes, i should pamper her right? (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bb owed me my b'dae present. getting it next month i guess (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it doesn't matter i get it now or next month as long as he is by my side (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even i didn't have great celebrations, yes, i was disappointed with people around me, but .. its over anyway. shall look forward to the next yr's (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever and always mr tiew (: &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-8188083534914029393?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8188083534914029393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-5200469101391122203</id><published>2011-10-17T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T11:38:14.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i might not be the best you can ever have in your life,&lt;div&gt;but, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm sure,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my love for you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its never any little lesser than any of the girls you ever had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or perhaps, it might be a little more ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for being by my side since 25th dec'2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tolerating every single, be it good or bad stuffs (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;010102011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-1045395611526082240</id><published>2011-10-09T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T00:59:41.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 more weeks to my b'dae (: &lt;div&gt;its raining outside which make my mood kind of down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;turning to TWENTY in another 2weeks time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no more being a small kid anymore. need to grow up already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need to start planning my life ahead. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate this part right here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but kind to think of it, i still vividly remembered what exactly happened on my b'dae a yr ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much of changes in my life through this one yr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but nevertheless, i always thank god for letting me meet this guy called isaac tiew jin xin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thank those that stood by me still, i thank those passerbys that came into my life and left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he might not be the best of the best but at least he's the best i can ever have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he made changes to my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and did i mention? after much persuasion, b finally decided to really go study nxt april (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its the best ever news i can ever hear from him, u have no idea how happy i was when he told me this news. i'll wait (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever &amp;amp; always . for the good &amp;amp; the bad &amp;amp; the ugly i'll stay by ur side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, to bed, nights !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-1045395611526082240?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1045395611526082240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=1045395611526082240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/1045395611526082240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/1045395611526082240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/10/2-more-weeks-to-my-bdae-its-raining.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-4959810798572394810</id><published>2011-10-04T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T23:36:08.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm damn upset. &lt;div&gt;school's starting tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another 15weeks of torture to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;worst still, some lessons ends at 4.30 but it starts half an hr late too :( but i dont like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; this 5new modules looks damn chim to me. like ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pharmacology &amp;amp; toxicology?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;analytical instrumentation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and what's worst. when i thought my gpa would improve a little better than before. it just disappoint me. make me think what's the point of staying up late to do notes every night to make sure i jot down every single thing of the day's lesson? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its just so demoralising ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever it is. no matter how much i rant here, it won't change the fact. just get over and done with it fast. thanks ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imissmyboy. nights!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-4959810798572394810?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-7064108150270707801</id><published>2011-10-01T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T23:28:50.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its FIRST OCTOBER !&lt;div&gt;which means, 4more days till i start school &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21 more days to my big day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; happy 9th together my dearest tiew ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*you failed to send me anni txt before 12mn for the first time :( * &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though he always bully me. and i mean really bully. like .. lying on me flat with with all this weight and sometime even his younger bro join in along. *imagine i almost died? trying to tolerate 140kg? lucky my rib cage didn't break* but even if his bro join in along, he will use his body to hold his bro's weight. hehe! cause he know i can't take it for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though its our anni. but, we're not out with one another :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been to work this morning, shengsiong with mum in the noon, dinner with family in the evening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while my man? headed to work in the morning, got home in the evening, and went out to celebrate friend's b'dae in the night and soon for drinking session in the midnight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talking about drinking.. went grand hollywood with Maine &amp;amp; my man last wednesday. didn't had a chance to get drunk or even high, cause you know, i dislike martell that much. hehe! but thanks maine's dad for the drink that day. hanged flower for a lady, she's pretty i swear ! i likee her hair style and her body ! omg!! while maine spent all her money on a thai boy. but true enough, that thai boy was cute (: stayed till about 5plus before i headed home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; nice israel for once, he went to taiwan for holiday and got me a sling bag back. claims to be my present. but well, i shan't be greedy then since b is going to spend a bomb on my present. hehe! i'll reveal it when i really get it on my hands :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school is starting. that sucks. another 15weeks. but on the other side of note, just let me get over and done with with this another 3 sets of 15weeks and i'm free from poly life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;results were out. i didn't improve on my gpa but at least i had better grades as compared to all my previous modules for the past 2sem. i dont ask for much, i dont need to be a excellent student but just let me graduate will do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; for now. i better get my ass to doing b's 9th ann card. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm getting lazier and lazier. &amp;amp; i'm getting fatter and fatter :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-7064108150270707801?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7064108150270707801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=7064108150270707801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7064108150270707801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7064108150270707801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-first-october-which-means-4more.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-844176331626234873</id><published>2011-09-24T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T18:02:16.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellos! &lt;div&gt;been quite sometime since i last blogged, but whose there to see anyway. lols!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let me recall .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm, memory is falling me, but i'll just typed whatever comes to my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;few days back,went bowling with b. i didn't played, i watched. then headed to sengkang then back to yishun for movie. CONTAGION, i felt its just a so so show. not very nice though. room for improvement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then it was bella's FIRST b'dae 2 days back, wanted to find her in the morning but failed cause sis said she's going out early about 12plus 1pm. so i decided to stay at home till work time, who knows she called and said she's coming over. played with her till 4pm then she left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to find b last night after my work. had super early dinner so before going back to his place we got supper for both of us. hehe! then we stayed at home and watched tv all the way.we got bored and decided to play the smacking game. only we will find it funny. lols! back to my place only about 3plus am.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, woke up as early as 9am just to go ecp with bella. felt like a walking zombie! but we had fun though, she finally tasted sea water. lols! i got burnt, no, i should say, all of us got burnt besides sis.  :( no longer white whiter! :( i shall stay at home and turn back white again! :P bet she had lots of fun today and will be able to have sweet dreams tonight (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school starts next next week :( time flies when i'm having my holidays. didn't do anything very effective though, only handed in my PP and gotten it back for rework. now, i'm lazy to rework on it again. soon soon i will finish it off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights,i'm tired and sticky. shall go shower and help mum to dye her hair red soon. teehees ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;toodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-844176331626234873?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-2632592281358036881</id><published>2011-09-12T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T16:40:39.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;happy mid autumn festival :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my precious turned ONE according to the chinese calender :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;alrights, been a week since i've updated. &lt;div&gt;don't know which kind soul would come and pay a little visit too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i'm still gona continue ranting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been out with b for the past whole week, almost every single day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday,  thursday, saturday, sunday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how i wish i'm staying over at his place or he's staying over at my place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least we could spend much more time with one another&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yea, don't ask for too much eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;told b what i am most afraid of last night before i headed to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no idea why i told him too, but guess i just want him to know how i feel uhs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happier note, i went MBS for disney musical concert :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was... not bad. filled with kids ! seriously! lols!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then to punggol fishing with b. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sean sent me home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b is out working now. &amp;amp; he's kinda falling sick soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope health would be with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lots of love uncle tiew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-1983635880956464890</id><published>2011-09-06T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T13:42:17.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so.. went out to find b last evening. &lt;div&gt;he really dont know me well enough, made me travel alone to bugis to find him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tsk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but after that i was no longer that angry when i met him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked over to have steamboat (: 20per pax &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then for a little shopping, didn't get any stuffs but bought a top for little bella for her FIRST b'dae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gona get more accessories and wrap it up (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we went to catch bear bear, he spent like quite an amount of money trying to catch the mickey and minnie for me but in the end i told him to get a small minnie for me and he did it :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;poor him only spent 2credits to play one of his fav arcade game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then.. we headed to chamber 82 to drink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont know izzit cause its been long since i last drank or cause i'm really weak in drinking. i merlion-ed thrice. omg!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but thank god b was taking care of me, for once luhs, we go drink together he's the one taking care of me this time round. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;left around 3plus and the guys headed to eat,i really cannot already, staying awake would make me want to merlion more so i lied on b's lap all the way till i got home. hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he said something sweet to me when we were drinking and is something i'm gona remember for the rest of my life. i hope it really does happen too. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, i shall go clean my room and head to work later :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-1983635880956464890?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1983635880956464890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=1983635880956464890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/1983635880956464890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/1983635880956464890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/09/so.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-2248346381249343162</id><published>2011-09-01T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T23:06:56.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>u're the smoke to my high.&lt;div&gt;dont know if i could ever be without you, cause u're the one that complete me.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Boy: Marry me.. ?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Do you have a house.. ?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: No..&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Do you have a BMW car.. ?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: No..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;...Girl: How much is your salary.. ?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: No salary.. but,..&lt;br /&gt;Girl: No but. You have nothing.. How can i marry you?? Leave please!!&lt;br /&gt;Boy: (talk to himself) I have one villa, 3 property lands, 3 Ferrari, 2 Porsche.. Why I still need to buy BMW?! How can I get the salary when actually I'm the BOSS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-2248346381249343162?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2248346381249343162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=2248346381249343162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2248346381249343162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2248346381249343162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/09/ure-smoke-to-my-high.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-234387205286043859</id><published>2011-08-29T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T23:22:13.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cheeeeeeersssssss ! exams are finally OVER ! it feels great to have holidays in my arms (: &lt;div&gt;gona concentrate working,spending time with baby and friends and family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;birthday is here knocking on my door :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;told b to celebrate it at USS instead of usual club. (:  or perhaps other plans ahead, not sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to that someone that i dont feel like mentioning name, but its obvious who the person is luhs if you know me well enough. i dont care if u're still reading my blog but,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now let me get things straight, i dont care whatever you post on fb cause its ur freedom and i have no right to stop you from posting whatever u want to post. not sure if ur post is talking about me too but i do not want to be too thick skinned to admit that u were talking about me. so here's the main point : even if in the future i may or may not continue being attached to isaac tiew jin xin, i am never going to turn back and look for you. i will never ever turn back to a guy that ruined my life so badly even if you turned over a new leaf or half as good as isaac tiew or whatever shit you do to meant it back.what's over is over.move on. you didn't cherish me back then when i gave you fcuk lots of chance, and didn't give a damn, so why should i now ? so dont randomly fb message saying you miss me how badly cause eventually it starts to irritates me very very much when for the past two months i told you, i found myself a guy i finally deserve! get a life !   stop trying to ruin every single r/s of mine, you might achieve ur motive for the others, but not for this, NEVER !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause i'm all about him him him him him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he's all about me me me me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-234387205286043859?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/234387205286043859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=234387205286043859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/234387205286043859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/234387205286043859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/08/cheeeeeeersssssss-exams-are-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-4559761171176320123</id><published>2011-08-26T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T15:15:26.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh hi, i'm like down with throat infection again? &lt;div&gt;fml very much, i'm so sick of throat infection, it always starts off with a high fever then sleep-less nights and lastly a painful and swollen throat :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thinking of going for an operation and remove the one or even two balls at my throat area but .. its of not much help either because .. my immune system will go down too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, i shall just stop eating too much heaty stuffs then :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and start eating more fruits - i dont usually cause i'm lazy to cut or whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so.. i bought bella her first ever lantern for her to so called celebrate her chinese b'dae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a tough time choosing which suits her most, so i decided to get a mushroom one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's pray hard she likes it kay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will bring it to her on monday together with mummy after my chem UT (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss that cutie pie, been 2weeks since i last saw her ? :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, i shall get prepared and head for work soon. toodles ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-4559761171176320123?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4559761171176320123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=4559761171176320123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/4559761171176320123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/4559761171176320123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-hi-im-like-down-with-throat.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-2073788981694158035</id><published>2011-08-20T12:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T12:22:35.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UTjx9k_hi9I/Tk8ztPRKo3I/AAAAAAAABI8/WzeDue_OAy0/s1600/tgif.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UTjx9k_hi9I/Tk8ztPRKo3I/AAAAAAAABI8/WzeDue_OAy0/s320/tgif.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642785710404182898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well, been mugging for the past few days as exams are next week and its continuous 3days! &lt;div&gt;i wonder how am i going to survive :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, although i'm officially free from school as its suppose to be study week, but i'm still returning to school every single day with no doubt.of course, its not for a whole day ar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yesterday i headed to work in the morning, then home for lunch and prepared for school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cabbed to school as i was not able to make it on time, attended the UT clinic. time pass like a fast only. then trained all the way to farrer park with rachel to meet angela. suppose to have steamboat and sushi for dinner but its no longer available so we had pizza hut instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes its a little .. to train all the way there to have pizza hut. lols!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chatted,played,ate till about 9pm we decide to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was suppose to go find maine to see her bunny, but b asked me to go find him. so i decided to go find him but he'll only rch home at 11pm. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i decided to ask to b's hse and wait for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;planned, while walk out, my shoe broke :( suay max! lucky had enough cash and i bought another pair of sandals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached baby's place at about 10plus still managed to catch a little of my jia hao yue yuan (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when the show finishes, b is home :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he rushed home just for me :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then played and chatted with him, and israel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got home only at 1plus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i'm still alittle tired, but i'm gona head for my breakfast and study for my test before heading to work.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh! and b is gona get me a iphone 4 for my b'dae present and for him himself too :D :D i can't wait to get hold of it by next month (: and i've got some plans in mind what to do on my b'dae already. ilovemyboy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-2073788981694158035?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2073788981694158035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=2073788981694158035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2073788981694158035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2073788981694158035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/08/well-been-mugging-for-past-few-days-as.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UTjx9k_hi9I/Tk8ztPRKo3I/AAAAAAAABI8/WzeDue_OAy0/s72-c/tgif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-269889871414255007</id><published>2011-08-15T13:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T13:41:02.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>which bf on earth would describe his gf as a piece of shit? &lt;div&gt;my bf does,but its meant to be a joke, he would never ever describe me as that to his friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally met my beloved after a whole week of hectic school and his work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so nice of him to get me a facial stuffs right? but.. its cause his friend can't hit the target sales -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but nevertheless, he's paying for me lar. hehe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had some discussions with solomon and b over dinner last evening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and solomon asked me what i think abt his work &amp;amp; told me i should stop him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i replied ' why should i be stopping him from doing something that he enjoys doing so so much? '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; i mean i can feel that b really does enjoy his job very very much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b added ' that's what i like abt mei mei, supporting me in whatever i do, no matter is it good or bad'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;upon hearing this sentence out of his mouth, i felt awesome :D cause i never knew about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before heading out to meet his work people, i went to the washroom without telling him as he was on the phone, after hanging up, he called for me immediately and searched high and low for me. hehes ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i had stomach cramp due to monthly auntie, he would ask me to hug him tight to ease the cramp, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i feel cold,he would rub both of his hands together to get the heat and keep me warm,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i threaten him that i would not go up to his flat till he comes down and pick me, he would come down a few minutes after that to pick me up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i say i'm so tired of working, he would ask me to stop working and he will yang me soon (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like it when he lie on my thigh and watch tv or do whatever thing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like it although he's out with his friend he would not neglect me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like&amp;amp;love everything about him be it good or bad (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like what auntie said, b love me wholeheartedly, but if i were to ask him to portion it up. my portion would be little than his whole heart, cause i've got to share with his family,friends &amp;amp; now even work friends -.- my only sunday is now burnt :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yea, tolerate it for another .. idk how many months, things will be better then. *i hope*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but no matter what, i know i'm the &lt;u&gt;luckiest &amp;amp; happiest&lt;/u&gt; woman on earth at least for now to have be able to met him &amp;amp; be right by his side (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rak tur mak mak my beloved tiew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-269889871414255007?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/269889871414255007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=269889871414255007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/269889871414255007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/269889871414255007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/08/which-bf-on-earth-would-describe-his-gf.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-6885334260819045750</id><published>2011-08-10T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T14:41:07.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm not perfect.&lt;div&gt;but i thank you for being by my side and walked this 222days&amp;amp; continuing  .. with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know my temper fluctuates 360degrees, but nevertheless, i thank god for bringing you to me on Christmas day,a day i looked so forward back then. now, i'm looking forward to our future (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for teaching me what is the feeling of being loved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;little stuffs you do might mean nothing to you, like how you address me, but it brighten my day a lot. iloveyou babyboy &amp;lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-6885334260819045750?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6885334260819045750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=6885334260819045750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6885334260819045750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6885334260819045750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-not-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-8315395608924620350</id><published>2011-08-03T14:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T14:10:32.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was on the verge of giving up this morning. &lt;div&gt;perhaps it was me being not understanding enough for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm still holding on cause i love him this very much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's hope things will get better very very soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on another hand, soon to bella's big ONE. but sis says she's not giving her a grand celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea,i guess so too cause she's too afraid of crowds. not used to the loudness people can give. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but we're going out for family dinner though (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went sheng siong with mum ytd, bought lots of stuffs, spent like 100 over bucks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she's gona cook all the food that i'm craving for soon (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love her to the max !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont take me for granted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes i try to ignore every single shit is cause i dont wana keep you in a stuck position.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it takes two hands to clap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe all this while, i've been the one initiating those claps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a little tiring after sometime..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-8315395608924620350?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8315395608924620350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=8315395608924620350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8315395608924620350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bella was cute max throughout the ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mummy fed her with a type of yellowish cherry,she didn't like it and she squeezed her face like one kind and puked it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we head home, he was drinking her milk preparing to sleep, so i took her bloster and twist it up and down, then she laughed. happygirl ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;great and enjoyable day spent with her.i wish there's more of such days. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was such a muddlehead, been too sick recently, didn't have enough rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i went to sleep at about 11plus last night, forgetting that its the 1st again when the clock strikes 12mn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i fell straight asleep till 5plus am, i saw b's monthsary text. then i realised, for the past 7months, this month is the first time i missed the 12mn monthsary text for him. feel so badddddd! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides, mood hasn't been very obedient recently, been throwing temper as and when. baby had a tough time indeed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i'm very happy with the monthsary message he sent me last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ilovehim to the max of the max lar! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy SEVENTH months together boy, i know we've many more to comeeee! xoxo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights,i shall head to do my presentation slides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been to relax for the whole of today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-8735296457958211403?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8735296457958211403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=8735296457958211403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8735296457958211403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8735296457958211403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/08/finallylong-waited-my-beloved-mummy-is.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-4638597548099418940</id><published>2011-07-30T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T01:20:27.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hurrays ! mummy is coming back in ONE day's time! cause its already passed 12mn (: &lt;div&gt;like a happy kid only ! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;great plans ahead, first to pick little bella &amp;amp; maid. then to airport wait for mummy, then for dim sum and send little bella home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so..,daddy does cares about mummy's returning ! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not going to have corn soup every week already ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not trying to hiam but really, try drinking it every week for 2.5 months &amp;amp; you'll know how i feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pros &amp;amp; cons to mum's returning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like..no more freedom about where i'm going, cause mum will question?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like..more delicious yummy food?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tons of stuffs too ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy things and heart breaking things going through my heart to be honest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, just recovered from my 39.1 degree of fever, thorsal(throat) infection, vomitting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this sucks very much when i don't have the rest that my body needs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is how much i can sacrifice for you just to meet you, but you can't do it back to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've nothing to say, actions speaks louder than words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my position never change, perhaps, from the start, i was already at a position behind ur friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the other hand, some friends. i'm sick of putting in the effort to maintain it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it seems like i'm not needed in their life either, so yups, i will back off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll still do my part as a friend, but probably nothing more till there's perhaps changes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not trying to make any people out there guilty. but just my feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, i'm heading to bed. i need my rest. its already 1.19 am. lols!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;excited for work tomorrow ! cause i'm doing some painting thingy which is 1/4 done today :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish i can do more of it ! hehehehe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-4638597548099418940?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4638597548099418940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=4638597548099418940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/4638597548099418940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/4638597548099418940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/07/hurrays-mummy-is-coming-back-in-one.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-7318559558925274602</id><published>2011-07-24T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T23:35:43.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mummy is coming back this weekend (: &lt;div&gt;i am so looking forward !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, i'm getting sick of drinking corn soup at least once every single week ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tons of food i want mummy to cook for me when she's back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to bring her go try the new cheese chicken at kfc :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the other side of note, i dont know what's wrong with me recently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mood swings like 80% much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday went over to find b, waited for him at mrt station,we walked home and met sean. stayed to accompany him till 2plus then i head home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;took my bath and do my school work and head to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up on sat morning and head to work, then homed then to visit yumi, got home at 10plus and started with my notes till 1am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed to bed, and this morning i woke up at 8plus to go over to find b just to accompany him to do his facial at beyondbeauty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u've no idea how tiring it is for me not having enough sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dark eye rings are popping out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides all this tiring things, i went to do my nails on friday :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gel extensions, french mani and ribbons ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn pretty, now i dont have to worry that when i'm out, will my nails drop and i dont realise cause its UV-ed onto my real nail :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't wait for my next session (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, heading to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lab session tomorrow :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iloveyou,and i really do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i almost gave up today but i know i can't live without you in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i asked for was a little more time with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but all i can feel now is ur friends are the one you are spending ur time with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it always takes two hands to clap..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-7318559558925274602?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7318559558925274602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=7318559558925274602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7318559558925274602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7318559558925274602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/07/mummy-is-coming-back-this-weekend-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-6785905713326626946</id><published>2011-07-19T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T21:58:32.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baby got himself a good pay job, working from monday to friday or sometimes even saturdays. which means,lesser and lesser time for the both of us. &lt;div&gt;he might even need to travel when he works for a longer period of time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's just hope, distances makes the love deeper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont ask for much, but i just hope baby besides spending time with his friends,i hope he will spend a little more time for me too. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank god UT2 is over, at least i can take a break now. but soon, UT3 is on its way.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 more weeks of school and its over ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't wait to take a break, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, i'm gona watch tv and head to bed for an early night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to love &amp;amp; be loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-6785905713326626946?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6785905713326626946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=6785905713326626946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6785905713326626946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6785905713326626946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/07/baby-got-himself-good-pay-job-working.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-8174181688085603940</id><published>2011-07-18T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T00:07:51.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thank god for a boy like him.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was being super nonsensical today, it wasn't what i wanted either, but i thank him for tolerating me again and again. i know i made him super duper pissed today but he didn't shout at me or do whatever to vent the anger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though he threw me alone and went out with his friend's ytd, he still caught a teddy bear and brought it home for me. its not a teddy bear actually, but the pig from angry bird, though i ain't very into angry bird, but i still like it though (: &amp;amp; its the second plush toy he caught for me ever since we're together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's this feeling inside me, feeling that no matter how many sorry i apologies to him,i can never mend back the angry-ness i've caused today.please be me being paranoid !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i know, i really do love him alot and i can't go on without him in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope someday, he'll love me till this much too. but at least for now, i know he loves me &amp;amp; concerns about me. TJX wo ai ni !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-8174181688085603940?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8174181688085603940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=8174181688085603940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8174181688085603940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8174181688085603940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-thank-god-for-boy-like-him.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-6507338351428886887</id><published>2011-07-17T04:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T19:28:42.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEN U'RE OUT ENJOYING,FEELING THAT TEXTING ME TO KEEP ME UPDATE WAS A HASSLE,U DIDN'T KNOW WHAT A TERRIBLE AND MINDFCUKING NIGHT I HAD.WAKING UP TWO TIMES FROM MY DREAMS AND SEES MY PHONE NOT WITH A SINGLE TEXT.YOU DON'T KNOW HOW IT FEELS. ITS 4.36AM NOW,I'VE NO IDEA U'RE AT HOME ASLEEP IN UR DREAMS AND I'M HERE POSTING MY RANTS OR ARE YOU STILL OUT WITH UR FRIENDS.MAYBE I SHOULD JUST GO BACK TO MY DREAMLAND AND NOT THINK SO MUCH SINCE IT'S OF NO HELP THINKING. THANKS.                                                                                                                             THANK YOU FOR LOVING ME STILL EVEN THOUGH I WAS BEING NONSENSICAL. SORRY FOR MAKING YOU SO PISSED. LOVES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-6507338351428886887?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6507338351428886887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=6507338351428886887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6507338351428886887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6507338351428886887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/07/when-ure-out-enjoyingfeeling-that.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-7433718966645358366</id><published>2011-07-15T16:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T00:09:18.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxeIuSbwN0Y/Th_3xxpmN0I/AAAAAAAABI0/Y-KeBnLoyBA/s1600/holding%2Bhands.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxeIuSbwN0Y/Th_3xxpmN0I/AAAAAAAABI0/Y-KeBnLoyBA/s320/holding%2Bhands.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629490493749868354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it takes two hands to clap;&lt;div&gt;everything comes in a pair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've no idea it is mood swing recently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but sometimes i wonder, what's my position in your heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm never gona ask this question out of my mouth cause i know you dislike making such choices. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;neither do i want you to feel stuck in such a situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people says, saturdays are meant for couples to be out dating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but apparently, it does not happen to us for most of the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saturday's morning we are both busy with our own work,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;evening if bella comes home, i'll be busy with her and of course, there's no wrong for you to be with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but at times when bella doesn't comes home. u'll still be with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at times i join along, at times i rather be home then be out with you all, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause you'll never know how weird it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes, come to think of it, it does not really matter where i stand in your heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thinking of those little sweet stuffs we do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how you try to make my anger goes of,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how you try to tolerate my nonsense,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how you wipe my tears when i cry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything just goes off with a smile on my face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, just treat it as ..i'm having my monthly moodswing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've no more confidence in myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-7433718966645358366?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7433718966645358366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=7433718966645358366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7433718966645358366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7433718966645358366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-takes-two-hands-to-clap.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxeIuSbwN0Y/Th_3xxpmN0I/AAAAAAAABI0/Y-KeBnLoyBA/s72-c/holding%2Bhands.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-2989697496273723729</id><published>2011-07-07T13:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T13:27:50.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O1QMOWNtN1Q/ThVB8RuLMJI/AAAAAAAABIs/gbkSk5CEaDE/s1600/blue%2Bdress.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O1QMOWNtN1Q/ThVB8RuLMJI/AAAAAAAABIs/gbkSk5CEaDE/s320/blue%2Bdress.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626475813274333330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mummy is coming back in less than a month time ! &lt;div&gt;i've got tons of food that i want her to cook for me.such as rice wine chicken,some bitter veggie but not bitter gourd and .. i can't think of it right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stomach hasn't been very obedient lately, it has been hurting as and when. and i'm kinda falling sick soon, so yeaps, i need to take good care of myself. and wait till i'm well, i'm gona go gobble all the food i'm craving for right now, like.. takoyaki,yoghurt? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haven't been meeting baby for 6days :( he was busy working and when he's done with the event, i'm packed with UTs and work :( will only be meeting him this Sunday. initially he agreed to bring me for steamboat but i guess it might not come true.cause he's going to drink on saturday with his co. (as expected,cause he hasn't been going for a long time) and i've got no idea what time will he be out till and i'm suppose to meet him on sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yups.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually i do miss partying too, but i'm too packed with UTs now. probably after my UT3 during my sem break (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, i shall go back and do my stuffs and probably got grab something to eat from the canteen? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-2989697496273723729?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2989697496273723729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=2989697496273723729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2989697496273723729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2989697496273723729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/07/mummy-is-coming-back-in-less-than-month.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O1QMOWNtN1Q/ThVB8RuLMJI/AAAAAAAABIs/gbkSk5CEaDE/s72-c/blue%2Bdress.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-1788975951732836924</id><published>2011-06-27T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T11:57:42.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VK6Xr9SiQDQ/Tgf-GhPZoSI/AAAAAAAABIk/P2crQ71Zb8s/s1600/true-happiness.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VK6Xr9SiQDQ/Tgf-GhPZoSI/AAAAAAAABIk/P2crQ71Zb8s/s320/true-happiness.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622742047750988066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i thank fate for bringing me to him, &lt;div&gt;i thank him for choosing to give me the chance instead of the other girl at that point of time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thank him for loving me this much,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thank him for pampering me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thank him for giving in to me even if it was me being nonsensical, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thank him for teaching me the feeling of being loved and loving others,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thank him for wiping my tears for me every time i cry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thank him for every single little thing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thank him for bringing happiness into my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thank him, TJX. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if possible&amp;amp;granted, i would like to hold on to his hands till the end of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-1788975951732836924?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VK6Xr9SiQDQ/Tgf-GhPZoSI/AAAAAAAABIk/P2crQ71Zb8s/s72-c/true-happiness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-4343062702388174124</id><published>2011-06-23T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T12:25:13.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my pretty bella is 9months old yesterday.&lt;div&gt;saw the pic that sis uploaded yesterday and i can't stop staring at it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she was listening to her fav song, very concentrating on it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in case you're wondering, her fav song is actually the song on 'ai'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she likes the show very much. she will stop whatever she's doing and stare at the television.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights so i skipped school yesterday and b went for his tp. he passed :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he came over and find me while i was still waiting for my turn to see the damn doc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we headed home, he waited for me while i shower. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;clumsy me, injured myself while showering and thus resulting to a scratch on my back ! its painful and ugly. i need to plaster it, if not rubbing it with shirt will also cause it to be painful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we headed back to b's place, we went for bak kut teh, i dont really know how to eat the meat of bak kut teh so my nice baby eventually peel it for me and make sure i eat finish all the meat (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after lunch we headed back to his place, wanted to catch a movie but in the end we didn't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his aunt came and i played psp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was toooooo concentrated talking to his aunt and he neglected me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so pek cek but fed up with myself too till i cried cause i know is his aunt and i can't expect him to accompany me and throw his aunt alone.so i dont know which way to go. hehes ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had a little complaints here and there then we're fine (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my boy cheered me up by showing me a burberry website. hehes ! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cab to work, auntie brought me dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rice,egg,fish,smelly bean,bean sprout and black bean soup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but  i dont eat the smelly bean so i placed it one side, still a nice and delicious dinner :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back home and i ate centry egg porridge made by dad, but its a failed attempt, dont have the taste like how much cooked. its too bland, but i still ate a big bowl (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby is starting work from tomorrow till 4july. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seems long due to the number but actually its only a week plus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i believe i will survive, i can't rely on him too much either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b says he'll support me when he gets his pay so i dont have to work so hard and concentrate on my study. loves ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;joked with him, if he were to get a 1.8k job, i'll take 1k and he take the 800, and he scolded me fcuk you. but it was meant to be a joke (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;helovesme&amp;amp;iloveshim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-4343062702388174124?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4343062702388174124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-4997403910178941142</id><published>2011-06-20T14:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T23:42:52.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so it was father's day yesterday, i had my morning spent at work then headed home to shower and headed to b's place. spent my time there till about 11pm then i headed home. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b &amp;amp; israel made baked rice. its nice i swear cause its cheesy ! :D  i'm gona do it myself sometime soon. hehes ! but its only nice if you eat a small portion of it. nice&amp;amp;satisfying meal (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after dinner helped the boys typed stuffs into my lappy as they need it and all their comps dont have microsoft word !! then, had heart to heart talk with b (: likeeeeee it very much ! muacks ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the boy sent me down to take cab after that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed home, took my shower again and head to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the side of note, little bella is gona be 9month old soon ! turning ONE in another 3months :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;starting to plan what i want to do for her already (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as she grows older each day, she tends to get cheekier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i love the way she is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she has her two bottom teeth popping out now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she smiles till cannot see her eye kind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she knows how to clap her hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but she's not a very nice to mess with lady! just like the 3flowers of daddy&amp;amp;mummy. hees! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and also, i love my boy very very much, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first ever boy that ever made me know what's the real meaning of 'to love &amp;amp; be loved'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first ever boy that pampers me very much even though he bullies me as well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the boy who would cover me with his blanket when he sees me cuddling myself on bed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lying on his bed, thinking about how we first met, i smiled. i thank fate for bringing me to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gona stick with you for the rest of my life TJX !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*i'll rmb what you tell me last night abt placing a ring on the girl's fourth finger*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-4997403910178941142?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4997403910178941142/comments/default' 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so, i managed to finish my twin's birthday board just the night before they came back from their m'sia trip.  also got both of their presents ready. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;intended to go town on sun to get both their presents but too bad it was raining heavily in the morning so i decided to sleep through the morning. met up with cousin in the noon and headed to work in the evening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;started with b's board on monday morning then i headed out to meet maine in the noon for town session. headed to scape for our sakae buffet then started searching for b's present first. went around, gucci and other burberry outlet. in the end, i still bought the burberry wallet for him. headed to search for israel's present next, decided to get him two tops from topman. then we headed to hospital to visit yumi, she opened her eyes that day and we all cried. back home around 10plus, stayed up late to finish b's board. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;worked in the morning on tues, came home and started doing israel's board. managed to finished it in the night though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wed afternoon i went to visit yumi, she had a change of ward, managed to be closer to her and she's much more awake. talked with her, she smiled and stared at me. which kind of made me very shy. thought b would meet me when he's back so i decided to roam outside till late but he made no intention. so i came back woodlands, went to get a box and 3packet of his fav sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;flooded the wallet with the sweets (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as expected, he came over to find me on thursday morning and he knew i would have gotten his present already. he searched high and low in my room for the present till he touch my bag ( the receipt was in the bag) i snatched it away immediately and we had snatching session till i decide to give up and showed him his present. he was .. happy cause its been so long since one gave him a present but he nagged me alot for the amount of money i spent on his present. headed home and i placed israel's present on his bed. he was happy too ! sent out invites for his buffet at his house.searched online for buffet caterers etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally saturday was the day. i was super late as expected because of bella. felt bad as i was not able to join him for his cake cutting ceremony. reached his place. accompanied him awhile then we headed to town for drinking session. headed to 'sensation' first but we were all underage, so we went over to 'neverland' but it was full house at that moment. so we went down to 'MBK' pretty girls &amp;amp; handsome boys, they drank up the whole bottle of martell while i drank my one cup (cause i dislike martell after my b'dae experience). around 3plus we headed back to 'neverland'  to continue as well as meet up with benny's dad and bro. baby opened two jug of beer and benny's bro opened two towers of beer, and i drank only 2mouth of beer *thanks to b, he didn't want me to get drunk* slacked till about 5plus baby and me decided to head back first as i've got work later in the morning. slept at about 6am in the morning and woke up for work at about 9plus 10am while baby is still sleeping soundly on my bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ended work around 2plus and he woke up. got home and got ready cooked maggie mee by him . hees ! xoxo! and then we parted as he wanted to go fishing and told me to stay at home to sleep but in the end, his fishing trip was cancelled and he stayed at home too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one more hour till their big 21 ! i dont know how many of his b'dae i can celebrate with him but i know i just wana do the best of the best for every single one i am able to spend with him cause i know he's the guy that worth all that i have done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;happy twenty first baby tiew &amp;amp; israel tiew !! :D&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/126006675217341130-4204336066205999106?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4204336066205999106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=4204336066205999106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/4204336066205999106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>we were all born innocent, it was education that ruined us. &lt;div&gt;life, itself is a lesson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much of stuffs have been happening around me lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my babygirl in hosp, friend's mum getting hospitalized too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cousin got herself into some shit stuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just many unhappy stuffs i would say to summarize it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while showering today, i've come to realise, that we should be satisfied with what we have and not ask for more as everyone's imperfect in someways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;greed is a killer i would say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've no idea whether the decision that cousin made was right or wrong. neither can i judge it yet. but i just hope she doesn't regret in any way cause when you finally realize ur mistake, its already too late to mend it back most of the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moving on, bf is coming back tomorrow from his 5days m'sia trip. yeaps, though its just 5days ! but it seems dreadful without him. but at least, i was able to get his&amp;amp;twin's present ready as well as the card done (: i'm pretty proud of myself actually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;might be going down to see my babygirl tomorrow, i hope she wakes up when she knows i'm there too. time with her yesterday was very little. but i'm glad still. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; oh ! my little matthew is out !! :D xoxo ! and according to US time, he's a dumpling baby (: easy to rmb right, i've got a dumpling baby nephew &amp;amp; a mid autumn baby niece. and they are only 9months apart. i can't wait till sis bring little matthew to come back this nov ! anticipating :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-were-all-born-innocent-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-1253324136570136870</id><published>2011-06-04T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T23:44:19.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QbeqB_v6XsY/TepQp840DPI/AAAAAAAABIM/Mrd2ZFZF2V0/s1600/Y%2526J.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QbeqB_v6XsY/TepQp840DPI/AAAAAAAABIM/Mrd2ZFZF2V0/s320/Y%2526J.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614388567120022770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ono yumi ! &lt;div&gt;there's nothing i can do, i hate to see you lying there and talk to you when you give no response. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my heart sank when i see you from the door. i couldn't believe that is my babygirl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeaps, u're deep in ur dreams. but, its been enough of rest already lar, faster wake up and get ur energy back when i go visit you next week ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've lost the neoprints we took last october when we went bugis for our girl's day out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so right now i'm waiting for you to recover and take it together with me &amp;amp; maine &amp;amp; this time addition of alicia again ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to go party with you again! its been long since the 3 of us party together already ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm waiting for you to drive me out, you haven't drive me out, not even once you know !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to talk to you about bella and you talking to me about remi ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alicia is leaving for aust soon, maine is leaving for taiwan soon. it will be down with only me then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get well before they leave and u'll know how happy we will be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last but not least, see your mummy. you don't want her to worn herself out right my dear girl ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know you won't throw us alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-1253324136570136870?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QbeqB_v6XsY/TepQp840DPI/AAAAAAAABIM/Mrd2ZFZF2V0/s72-c/Y%2526J.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-6913190506667712507</id><published>2011-05-29T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T22:21:18.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a very different friday &amp;amp; saturday morning (: &lt;div&gt;filled with lots of love !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hees ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed to work in the morning on sat, after work headed to friend's hse to get my nails done. i like it very much now ! :D thanks clara (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then came home for dinner with sis and dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my poor little bella injured in tiny winy finger while playing with the baby chair and cried very loudly :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but glad that she is fine now (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then headed out around 8plus 9pm to find baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slacked at baby's place till about 11plus then we headed to yishun GV for 'pirate of the carribean'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know is it a nice movie or not cause i slept from 30mins start of the show till the end of the show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, i wasted baby's 10.50 :( feel so bad, but he knows i'm utterly shagged. totally drained out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its nice sleeping on his shoulder. admit, i slept in an utterly ugly position but lucky it was dark and no one was beside me other than baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;solomon, baby and sebas sent me home aftermath. got home at about 2plus and hit the sack straight. slept till this after 12plus then i woke up. this proves how tired i am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights alrights, i shall go do my microbio notes now. i miss baby so much ! and his kisses on my left cheek. ghees!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-6913190506667712507?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6913190506667712507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=6913190506667712507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6913190506667712507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6913190506667712507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/05/very-different-friday-saturday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-5118981038021061327</id><published>2011-05-26T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T23:35:42.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weird. i typed www.blogspot.com it says not found. this thing been for quite a few days so i decided to search from google. and i can get in already. weird or what? or mayb the url :/&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyway, this morning mum called home. real early, like 4plus 5am? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i woke up for the washroom and dad called me when i wanted to head back to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chatted with mum, she's exaggerating or too confused with the time. 5plus am and ask me to prepare to go to school ?! lols ! she asked did dad cook? or do we eat out everyday? i replied he cooks most of the time, she then asked, whose nicer? i whispered into the phone 'your's nicer' and both of us laughed. guess mum seems to laugh more often over there, less stress and less hectic life. she's loving it i know (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm having my holidays next week and baby is heading to KL. he wanted me to join as usual, but i rejected the idea. so guess while baby is overseas, i shall get my watch's bling bling fixed and get some stuffs done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soon to baby's 21st birthday ! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yea, i should head to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh ! i've gotten my first A grade for my A&amp;amp;P module, first ever A for this year if i'm not wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it actually kinda motivates me, at least my effort was not washed down the drain, and the tiredness i need to endure for 4lesson a week plus work? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll continue the hardwork ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-5118981038021061327?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5118981038021061327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=5118981038021061327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5118981038021061327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5118981038021061327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/05/weird.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-1015196960369888120</id><published>2011-05-21T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T23:19:36.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so, mummy left me for 5days already. &lt;div&gt;well, all i can say is.. i'm still getting use to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;washing my clothes everyday doesn't seems as tedious as i first thought,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;breakfast before i head out everyday seems to be a must,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thinking of what to eat after work when daddy is not home seems tough,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;daddy's cooking seems not as bad as mum's, though its simple, but its nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. mum reached Seattle to join sis on wed's morning which is their tues night there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she called home on wed's night which is their wed's morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my brave mummy went shopping herself at taiwan for 2hours while waiting for her flight !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all our worries seems to be extra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sis said mum web-cam with Bella the other day, her there was cold and she ask sis to let bella wear long sleeves when its 3pm in the afternoon for our here ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss my funny mummy! can't wait to see her !   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so ytd i went to attend some event at coasta sand. met old friends but didn't chat much cause i didn't wana throw b alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and. i wana thank my boy, cause you know why? he dressed up very handsomely just for me. cause he doesn't wana give me a chance to throw my face. thank you love ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;marry the person you can't live without and not the person you can live with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;none of us can predict the future, neither can i confirm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but if everything is possible, i wana live with b for the rest of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to love &amp;amp; be loved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the very first time, i know this rs is a true rs because both party did sacrifices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank god i met him,thank god for the fate between us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;without him, i dont know how my life would be like now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lastly, thank you TJX for every single thing ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-1015196960369888120?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1015196960369888120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=1015196960369888120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/1015196960369888120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/1015196960369888120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/05/and-so-mummy-left-me-for-5days-already.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-5049426074509434780</id><published>2011-05-17T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T00:33:54.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EXS-DI_qW2g/TdFOVXxxVfI/AAAAAAAABIA/-DYQHeisrE4/s1600/IMG_3460.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EXS-DI_qW2g/TdFOVXxxVfI/AAAAAAAABIA/-DYQHeisrE4/s320/IMG_3460.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607349140119967218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*pardon me for my fcuk face, the main person here is my mum* picture taken on our last US trip&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, mum is leaving me in another 9hours time ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay fcuk, i can bear to part with her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i made her sound like a small kid on my twitter, but the fact is she's a mum for 32years already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, for the first time, she's going overseas alone ! to a place, some what familiar yet strange in somehow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she's my blur yet adorable mum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she maybe a little irritating and naggy at times, but i know i love her deep down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since we sisters were born she's always worrying about us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, she's gona go worry about my to be born nephew little matthew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish i can spend the rest of the hours with her, but she needs to rest. its a long journey flight for her. i'm afraid she can't take it, i'm afraid she will get lost although she will have escorts with her,i'm afraid her health cannot take it.. i'm afraid of alot of things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people are worried about their kids going overseas while i'm the other way round. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she has never let me ever since the day i was born to a far away place, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but now, she's going to be away from me for 2.5 months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wonder how will i survive? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if its made possible, i wish i can call her everytime i misses her or everytime i need her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.5 months, i wonder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mummy i will miss you ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will also promise to be a good&amp;amp;independent girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take good care of urself okays ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ai ni hen duo de jas ah ! hees !  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-5049426074509434780?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5049426074509434780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=5049426074509434780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5049426074509434780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5049426074509434780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/05/pardon-me-for-my-fcuk-face-main-person.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EXS-DI_qW2g/TdFOVXxxVfI/AAAAAAAABIA/-DYQHeisrE4/s72-c/IMG_3460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-4930801492606682372</id><published>2011-05-14T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T23:55:23.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thinking about mummy is leaving me in another 3days. &lt;div&gt;i'll cry. trying to run away from reality. everytime people mentions about mum flying off, my heart just breaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;worst ! daddy is trying to stop me from sending mama to the airport !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i'm still going, NO MATTER WHAT ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mum is going to leave me for 2.5 months. how to survive ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll slim down for sure ! no more nice warmth food when i'm back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the other side of the note, been really hard working in school this sem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets hope this continues. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i realise. the sense of achievement you get after working hard for the whole day and understand what u're suppose to learn, that kind of feeling is AWESOME ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so, my boy has finally became a normal civilian, no more NS man for the country. but of course, he would still need to go back for reservice uhs. he's probably gona try out for a job interview tomorrow. he's back from his fishing trip (: tired him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights. i'm also gona head to bed now. goodnights ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-4930801492606682372?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4930801492606682372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=4930801492606682372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/4930801492606682372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/4930801492606682372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/05/thinking-about-mummy-is-leaving-me-in.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-5125047545544088932</id><published>2011-05-11T13:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T13:51:39.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello readers ! if anybody is even reading it. lols ! &lt;div&gt;i've got a sexy voice now. two ulcers, fever,flu,cough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;name it and i've it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fever subsided on the day itself but flu and cough are still here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm a bad patient cause i dont take the medicine. hees! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;took mc yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to meet my boy and also to take my rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cabbed to his place in the morning around 9plus with a kinda swollen face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then headed back to his place first till 10plus 11am we headed to the doc,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then have beehoon and prata :D i dont refrain from eating hearty stuffs even if i'm sick. lols!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to b's place then slept for awhile till his friend called. we woke up and used lappy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4plus headed to hav mac, spicy nuggets and shaker fries then i headed to work while he head home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b kinda wants me to change job. to a job near his place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not only because is near his place but the pay/hr  is really good too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the transport fee and time taken to travel. kind of not worth it, but i'm tempted. seriously!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lols! but i shall stay faithful to my job. been working there for one year (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mummy is leaving me in another 6days :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope i dont cry while parting with her at the airport. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after mummy flys i shall spend more time with b then since he ORD-ed too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;toodles ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-5125047545544088932?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5125047545544088932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=5125047545544088932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5125047545544088932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5125047545544088932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello-readers-if-anybody-is-even.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-4592895120928549756</id><published>2011-05-07T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T19:48:17.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>met baby yesterday after a hectic week for me. while for him? he's been home clearing his leave most of his days. my happyboy90 is gona ORD in another 4days time!! he's gona start searching for a job and probably spend less time with me, but &lt;i&gt;no pain no gain&lt;/i&gt; right ? :/&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yesterday headed out around 6plus to meet him. independent me walked over to his hse nearby fish shop to meet him as he wants to buy little fishes for me number 2. for the first time, i'm super pissed off by israel and cried infront of baby.of course, he sayang-ed me this crybaby :P didn't talk abit with israel not till we're on benny's van. headed to amk, wanted to have pizza hut but the queue was too long then we headed to jack's place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muddlehead me forgot that i already ate kfc in the morning with mum and i still ordered fish and chip. which cause me to be way too heaty now :( sore throat and flu now :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after dinner we headed back to meet tommy then headed to yishun dam to slack for quite sometime then to han's  then to feed monkey. they are very cute actually but i'm just fcuking scared of them that's why i decided to stay in the van. hahahahahas ! benny sent me home aftermath . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby went har par villa today while i worked and met maine.lunched and headed home. i feel fcuking terrible, even having the fan facing me also no use ! middle finger to the weather.dim sum with family tomorrow as a celebration for mama's day and let's hope i don't develop fever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i dont get any better next week, i'm gona get a mc :/ which, i dont really feel like getting. i'm working for good grades actually. shall see about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, i'm hungry now and i'm gona go have my dinner and have an early night. while my boy is gona go drink again. but this time round i feel .. different. an unexplainable feeling. guess i trust him and he's a guy that worth my trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: mum is leaving me in another 10days :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;toodles ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-4592895120928549756?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4592895120928549756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=4592895120928549756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/4592895120928549756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/4592895120928549756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/05/met-baby-yesterday-after-hectic-week.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-8063882752341105694</id><published>2011-05-02T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T23:42:22.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okays, i dont wana believe that mummy is leaving me for US in another 15days. &lt;div&gt;and she's gona leave me for 2.5months. even if its jus a 2.5months, its still very long okays ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she never leave my side for such a long time. :( sad max !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need to be an independent girl plus a good daughter for daddy to handle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahh,fml, i just can't believe life without mummy :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no more home cooked dishes, got to wash my laundry myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll miss her, i swear ! and i bet i'm gona cry when i send her to airport that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;urgh ! dislike maxxxxx !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the other hand, yesterday was my 4th with baby boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met him in the noon, baby&amp;amp;co. came and pick me up at hse downstairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed to benny's office @upper serangoon to pick up switch to another van.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed to bishan for prawning,those guys were impatient and true enough the prawn was pathetic, spent 2hours there and only caught about 10prawns? they decided to give it away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed back to woodlands to meet tommy, went 211 to have dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanted to head to jurong for some fun fishing but benny's van gave a big trouble, went back to upper serangoon to change back to the old van and headed for fishing. a nice fishing trip indeed, the guys spent 5bucks each and caught 3fishes (big fishes). sent israel back ard 1plus as he has guard duty today then me,baby &amp;amp; benny headed to geylang for dim sum, back home only ard 3plus 4am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up ard 10am this morning for work and all the way till now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but had a little nap over at baby's place jus now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yea, i'm heading to bed now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodnights ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish every week has a long weekend !  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-8063882752341105694?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8063882752341105694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=8063882752341105694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8063882752341105694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8063882752341105694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/05/okays-i-dont-wana-believe-that-mummy-is.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-7563100378357540055</id><published>2011-04-30T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T22:24:43.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so utterly drained out !! :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;didn't sleep till shiok on thursday even though it was my off day.headed to work early in the morning.slept ard 12plus, cabbed to school on friday,back home and headed for work.slept ard 12plus 1am, headed to work early in the morning on sat. accompanied mum to shengsiong after work, homed and played with bella and till now. i've still got notes to do &amp;amp; baby's 4month scrap thing to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even if i can skip doing the notes cause i've got a long weekend. i've still got baby's scrap thing to do. its our 4th tomorrow (: meeting him in the afternoon and head out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, actually i've got alot of things to rant, but i'm damn tired. shall stop here. will rant when i'm less tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kthbye. iloveTJX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-7563100378357540055?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7563100378357540055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=7563100378357540055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7563100378357540055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7563100378357540055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-so-utterly-drained-out-didnt-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-6876252340347788271</id><published>2011-04-25T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T15:40:31.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well, let me post about my meet up with baby after 5days :( &lt;div&gt;its been so long since i last met baby after so many many days, use to meet him every 2-3days but now, all thanks to school. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okays, so i met him on sat after i parted with maine. she went down yck while i went off at khatib.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby came and pick me up,walked back home, bought little fishes for his fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did i mention? he named one fish(forgot what's the breed) as me! :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's pretty cute anyway, hees!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went home after that, accompanied him while he and his twiny continue playing social empires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sean came over, had dinner at his place then headed out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met tommie &amp;amp; benny over at benny's house downstairs.drove over to yishun dam then headed to amk hub. bought tickts for 'a chinese girl ghost story' then they headed for lan. baby played while i watched. waited for time to arrive then we headed for our movie. after movie we headed to balestier for lat supper, chatted till 4plus and sean rode me home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;simple yet an enjoyable day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did i mention too? second sis gave lic to me to bring baby home to show daddy&amp;amp;mummy. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm waiting for baby to be prepared then i bring him home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FINALLY !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you dont know how happy i am. hehehehehes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, school gona end soon &amp;amp; i'm gona head home to relax (: no work for me today (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-6876252340347788271?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6876252340347788271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=6876252340347788271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6876252340347788271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6876252340347788271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-well-let-me-post-about-my-meet-up.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-1163124643816220482</id><published>2011-04-24T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T15:47:46.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bFNfQGX3iWg/TbPUGM_zE7I/AAAAAAAABH4/Yg-qRvokGsY/s1600/love%2B1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 118px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bFNfQGX3iWg/TbPUGM_zE7I/AAAAAAAABH4/Yg-qRvokGsY/s320/love%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599051964784776114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i believe those hectic school weeks, my work life, your national service were just test set upon me to see if i could overcome it. true enough, i wasn't strong enough to over come this test not up till today, when you assured me with your sweet words again. (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry for being so nonsense ever since school start. i just hope 13th may comes fast ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i enjoyed being out with you last night, even though it was just a simple movie and a super late night supper with your group of friends. even if i were to sleep only at 5plus this morning. it was all worth it, because at least i get to see you after 5days ! i can't wait till thursday to see you again ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;' to loved and be loved is a form of happiness ', and not just one sided love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know i'm loved, and i love him (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't wait to bring him home and show my parents! but i'll wait till u're ready. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-1163124643816220482?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1163124643816220482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=1163124643816220482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/1163124643816220482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/1163124643816220482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-believe-those-hectic-school-weeks-my.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bFNfQGX3iWg/TbPUGM_zE7I/AAAAAAAABH4/Yg-qRvokGsY/s72-c/love%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-6611778086382280254</id><published>2011-04-20T13:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T14:00:54.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gwRv0FUDe-Y/Ta5zouZ0XUI/AAAAAAAABHw/cbshTdvW1c0/s1600/168952_10150105035377593_590982592_5985050_6855656_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gwRv0FUDe-Y/Ta5zouZ0XUI/AAAAAAAABHw/cbshTdvW1c0/s320/168952_10150105035377593_590982592_5985050_6855656_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597538530356387138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well, school has been pretty good for me. cause i've only attended 2lessons so far. hees ! &lt;div&gt;i didn't skip school for ur information ! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made a promise to myself for this new year in poly life, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is never to skip lessons for no reason and to make a good effort during class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want good grades,i want good gpa so i've got to make it happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a sucky morning but i managed to impressed the faci with answers during the second meeting and i did my very best in my ppt so now i'm waiting to present it to her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;straight to work after school. mummy was afraid i might over starve myself so she told daddy to bring dinner for me before he heads out for his badminton session today. thank you mama! xoxo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and baby reminded me not to over work myself so i asked him what if i do? then he replied if he finds a full time job he will support me (: means i don't have to work so hard for my work and concentrate a little more on my school stuffs (: thank you baby ! xoxo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been 3days since i've met baby and i miss him very much :( all thanks to school :( oh anyway, baby got enrolled into nyp (: he's a happy boy ! cause he can continue on his studies but he's only gona start next year cause he can't interrupt classes now.and he said he might find a job at thai pub :( sad die me !!! but i hope he doesn't *fingers crossed*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, my english speaking cheena faci is back. so i need to be a good girl now. tata~s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-6611778086382280254?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6611778086382280254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=6611778086382280254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6611778086382280254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6611778086382280254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/04/well-school-has-been-pretty-good-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gwRv0FUDe-Y/Ta5zouZ0XUI/AAAAAAAABHw/cbshTdvW1c0/s72-c/168952_10150105035377593_590982592_5985050_6855656_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-7572163314128314535</id><published>2011-04-18T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T18:17:26.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, week 1 day 1 of year 2. &lt;div&gt;tired die me ! :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though school starts at 9.30 but it ends at 4pm ! :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but its good that its my free day tomorrow. i've only got 4modules this sem so one off day per week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;class has been pretty smooth for me. hasn't really chatted with classmates but i guess they are all pretty nice. presentation today was fine, wasn't nervous at all cause i guess i'm immune to rp's system somehow already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its good to see my W14K folks on the same floor as me for today's lesson at least i feel much safer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, i'm gona head down and get some chores done then head back home straight. i'm dead tired and hungry and i miss baby :(  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-7572163314128314535?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7572163314128314535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=7572163314128314535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7572163314128314535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7572163314128314535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-week-1-day-1-of-year-2.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-6303851675686244351</id><published>2011-04-13T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T16:12:53.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a short post before i head to prepare for work. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mum is flying off in about one months time and will only be back 3months later :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll miss her !! )): no more nice and delicious home cooked food and many more ! :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the side of note, little matthew is coming out soon. and baby bella would upgrade and become a jiejie :D nah, not that my elder sis gave birth again but my second sis (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss baby very much ! :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gona start school next week. which means, less time for baby :((((((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;urgh, i'm got to figure out a way. :(( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-6303851675686244351?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6303851675686244351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=6303851675686244351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6303851675686244351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6303851675686244351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/04/short-post-before-i-head-to-prepare-for.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-4024915229342870757</id><published>2011-04-02T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T19:12:54.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here to update a little, since i'm so free. :/&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;precious bella come back just now in the noon and went off already after sis had their lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; curry chicken (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she's a very good girl today, didn't cry a little even if daddy or mummy carried her. cause usually daddy carries her for less than 5secs she would cry like .. but she's a good girl today (: i hope she'll be as obedient as today for the rest of her babyhood (: happy me cause i'm able to spend ample of time with her (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; yesterday was me and baby's 3rd monthsary (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met him after his camp ended and trained back to his place together. by then i was famished as i only had a meal at about 12noon. got home, waited for baby to shower and play his fb game for a little while then we headed to somewhere behind northpoint to have laksa and ice kachang :D walked back to his hse area as he needs to get his hair cut. handsome boy now ! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;accompanied him all the way till 1.30am then i cabbed home as he need to wake up early today cause he's heading to m'sia with his campmates for fishing. but i'm glad he would be back tomorrow already ! i'm missing him badly :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;urgh ! school in starting in another .. 2weeks time ? its irritating, i swear. yea, i'm gona work hard for my year 2 &amp;amp; 3. never gona skip lessons for no good reasons anymore. thanks !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, gona help baby play his fb games, shower, get some hsechores done and head to bed. i'm exhausted ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-4024915229342870757?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4024915229342870757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=4024915229342870757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/4024915229342870757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/4024915229342870757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/04/here-to-update-little-since-im-so-free.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-3951477643094578566</id><published>2011-03-30T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T23:59:08.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hio-I4Mwh04/TZNQmf0DeNI/AAAAAAAABHo/c45zHrv5Abg/s1600/199743_10150126346448996_817573995_6358152_8032189_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hio-I4Mwh04/TZNQmf0DeNI/AAAAAAAABHo/c45zHrv5Abg/s320/199743_10150126346448996_817573995_6358152_8032189_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589900184801999058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a random photo of my precious girl (: she's 6months old already and started eating porridge (: &lt;div&gt;and whenever she eats her porridge, she'll never fail to become a 'hua mao' and make me smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just simply adore her to the max ! i just hope she'll be less grumpy and allows us to carry her more often without a 'downpour' especially when daddy carries her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, back to topic. i'm so drained out right now, but i still want to do a post (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss baby ! though i met him this afternoon all the way till 9plus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby came pick me up from work, we headed back home to have lunch then back to his place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy mood him, brought me to northpoint to have frozen yoghurt with 3toppings ! (: my treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went cold storage to get some titbits, had Taiwanese chicken and headed home. baby's treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back home for less than 30mins then we headed out again to his friend's place to get israel's bike repaired, from 7pm all the way till 8plus 9pm. headed home baby had his dinner and sent me home straight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tired die him ! but i thank god i met him (: never fail to make me feel pampered and much loved by him ((: heees ! happygirl ! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby is going m'sia this weekend for two days :( though its only two days :( but i'll miss him alot alot. lucky i topped up my previous prepaid card for him to text me. and we'll share my next month's bill. hees ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, i'm heading to bed. gona take ample of rest so that i can be in my best condition to accompany baby on friday (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-3951477643094578566?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3951477643094578566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=3951477643094578566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/3951477643094578566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/3951477643094578566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/03/random-photo-of-my-precious-girl-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hio-I4Mwh04/TZNQmf0DeNI/AAAAAAAABHo/c45zHrv5Abg/s72-c/199743_10150126346448996_817573995_6358152_8032189_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-5579164489752817200</id><published>2011-03-26T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T23:49:14.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jf-wInkzAw8/TY4DGBXFE3I/AAAAAAAABHg/hfVDBfelvLo/s1600/tumblr_lgvnstjy6U1qbpwzeo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jf-wInkzAw8/TY4DGBXFE3I/AAAAAAAABHg/hfVDBfelvLo/s320/tumblr_lgvnstjy6U1qbpwzeo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588407589592699762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;26th dec' 2010 , very very first day baby held my hands (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right now, baby is at butter fact with his co. while i'm at home (: stay home girl &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haven't been drinking for exactly a month, its a good thing though ! hees ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jus had family dinner with my family and bro in law's family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sis's maid just made me had a change of her impression, disappointed ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even if it was for joke, she shouldn't even had said it. to me, its never a way to treat a baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one can confirm it wouldn't happen one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perhaps, i'm over protective over my precious :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, lets talk about the past week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been working for the past few days. met baby on wednesday, thursday morning and friday. that lovely boy gave me a surprise for the two days by picking me up after work without me knowing it. fyi, this boy of mine doesn't really give me many surprises. and he brought me out for breakfast on thurdays morning (: happygirl 91. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suppose to have my beehoon on wed's afternoon but was cheated by baby, then i changed my plans to have frozen yoghurt from northpoint but was cheated again cause baby was lazy, so i had no choice, but to ask for ice cream,at least, he brought me down to buy (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then friday i requested to go out cause i dont wana be stuck at home besides, its been long since we went out for a walk. so got back to baby's place then i watched a show while the twins fell asleep,woke baby up and he slacked awhile then prepared and headed out (: headed to bishan wanting to have ajisen but couldn't find one, then to amk but couldn't find one too by then we were famished, baby wanted to bring me for fish&amp;amp; co. but the queue was a disappointment so we decided to dine @jack's place as a pre monthsary meal (: aftermath, we headed to get my shoes then we headed back to his place (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;homed around 12plus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby is going m'sia in another week's time :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't see baby for 3sundays cause its either i'm busy or both of us are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but its okay, &lt;i&gt;gaps makes the bond stronger&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3454 messages since 26th dec'2010 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-5579164489752817200?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5579164489752817200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=5579164489752817200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5579164489752817200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5579164489752817200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/03/26th-dec-2010-very-very-first-day-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jf-wInkzAw8/TY4DGBXFE3I/AAAAAAAABHg/hfVDBfelvLo/s72-c/tumblr_lgvnstjy6U1qbpwzeo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-8610478914739370312</id><published>2011-03-19T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T23:43:04.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iupV16zjhRM/TYTNBwY1hwI/AAAAAAAABHY/wje3tdTaMq4/s1600/zoo%2Btrip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iupV16zjhRM/TYTNBwY1hwI/AAAAAAAABHY/wje3tdTaMq4/s320/zoo%2Btrip.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585814867898894082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haven't been updating for the past one week, cause my connection thingy was with baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for him to play his blackshot while he is at home recuperating from this wisdom tooth extraction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's over with co. at m'sia now and i'm at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bella came home today. spent ample of time with her before she headed out and before i headed to work. time passes so fast that she's turning 6month old this 22nd. i can't wait till she grows a little older so that i can bring her out to play (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;past week, i've either been with baby or at work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i remembered baby brought the porridge that he cooked over to my place for me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dried and combed my hair for me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;caught big mama with him and israel at home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got a 70bucks fine *all thanks to me* , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had kfc, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had suki sushi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had chong pang market's food,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't remember more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he might make me shed a little tears sometimes, make me feel heartbroken sometimes, but i know the words that came out of his mouth was harmless. he's the best thing that can ever happen in my life (: thank you baby !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-8610478914739370312?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8610478914739370312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=8610478914739370312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8610478914739370312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8610478914739370312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/03/havent-been-updating-for-past-one-week.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iupV16zjhRM/TYTNBwY1hwI/AAAAAAAABHY/wje3tdTaMq4/s72-c/zoo%2Btrip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-6207780287772201859</id><published>2011-03-12T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T15:55:09.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BSB-H33EjK0/TXskTjFsX3I/AAAAAAAABHQ/0c37is3dmpA/s1600/tumblr_l1opp357EA1qb6t6wo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BSB-H33EjK0/TXskTjFsX3I/AAAAAAAABHQ/0c37is3dmpA/s320/tumblr_l1opp357EA1qb6t6wo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583096081311096690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aucou27q8KA/TXskBjSCe5I/AAAAAAAABHI/PiSqmNWGKV0/s1600/94333e466e2284b2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 106px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aucou27q8KA/TXskBjSCe5I/AAAAAAAABHI/PiSqmNWGKV0/s320/94333e466e2284b2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583095772125232018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a short post before i head to prepare for work and wait for my little precious to come home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a pity i can't spend ample of time with her today due to work :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, spent my past two days with babyboy (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up early for continuous two days and prepared to head over to baby's place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides &lt;s&gt;watching&lt;/s&gt; accompanying him while he play his blackshot and play his iphone games there's nothing much better i can do.cause most of the time i'm being thrown aside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides all the time he threw me aside, he's still a nice boyfriend (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least we caught 127hours at home and Gneomeo&amp;amp;Juliet at yishun golden village last evening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least we really had kfc on thurdays but no sakae on friday :( *gona have it with lessy teh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and baby dug my ear for me :D i should buck up my skills of dugging ear so that i can help baby to dig the next time round. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not meeting baby tomorrow as i need to head over to grandpa's place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his b'dae (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and baby is a happy boy cause he can finally go fishing (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come to realise that ever since sometime ago when baby will come over find me on sunday afternoons, he doesn't really go fishing anymore :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; baby is going m'sia fishing for 2days soon ! :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, shall stop my ranting and head to shower. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isaac tiew u're the awesome-mest thing i can ever have in my life (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- happygirl 91 -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-6207780287772201859?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6207780287772201859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=6207780287772201859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6207780287772201859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6207780287772201859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/03/short-post-before-i-head-to-prepare-for.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BSB-H33EjK0/TXskTjFsX3I/AAAAAAAABHQ/0c37is3dmpA/s72-c/tumblr_l1opp357EA1qb6t6wo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-8800164516912603042</id><published>2011-03-08T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T21:11:41.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7T1So1h_XuU/TXYm2ol-P5I/AAAAAAAABHA/8fky1ZCysdE/s1600/tumblr_ld7cqw17yh1qbjhrho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7T1So1h_XuU/TXYm2ol-P5I/AAAAAAAABHA/8fky1ZCysdE/s320/tumblr_ld7cqw17yh1qbjhrho1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581691508223786898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cKt4Oslfou0/TXYmqW6qeVI/AAAAAAAABG4/ndy2V0e2QgE/s1600/tumblr_l7pt90s3bl1qbjhrho1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cKt4Oslfou0/TXYmqW6qeVI/AAAAAAAABG4/ndy2V0e2QgE/s320/tumblr_l7pt90s3bl1qbjhrho1_400.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581691297320302930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh well, its been ages since i last updated. probably not ages but a week :/&lt;div&gt;let me try to recall back what i've done for the past one week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i remembered last Sunday baby dry my hair for me after my nice bath and before i headed out for work. at that moment, i felt like i'm a little blessed girl again :D happy max!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bella didn't came home on saturday :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;morning met some flora dress lady *hees!* bused to tampines, wanted to have sakae but we were too early so we settled down for fish &amp;amp; co. instead. its a pity we couldn't finish what we ordered. roamed around and bused back to yishun to meet lessy teh * a LAST MIN decision though*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanted to help baby pick up his driving lic but failed and i walked one big round of yishun !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waited for baby to come back then we headed home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;physco-ed israel to out with us. ard 3plus or 4pm? met hanbin @ mrt station and trained to town. baby had curry rice &amp;amp; i had chicken chop for early dinner @ far east (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aftermath headed to cine, baby and co. played pool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saw some people's ex girlfriend, the joke was, she acted as if her big tummy was a big deal but guess what, it didn't bother me cause i know the inside stories of your baby (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;done with pool we headed back to baby's place. watched jack ass 3 and i threw baby's hse key out of the house. hehes! homed ard 1am? (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i met cousin as it was her b'dae. treated her to dine at hongkong cafe as a present for her catch up much and headed to sasa for a little shopping spree. off to work aftermath. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this week ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meeting my girls on thur morning for breakfast, then baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday is also baby day (: we took off to keep each other company :D happygirl !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thur i'm gona treat baby kfc and fri baby is gona treat me sakae buffect lunch :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; i can see bella this weekend !! xoxo !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; next week gona accompany baby for his wisdom tooth extraction :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights alrights, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall stop ranting and go have my dinner. i'm mad hungry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- i might have scars and flaws in me, but to him, i'm perfect (: -&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/126006675217341130-8800164516912603042?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8800164516912603042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=8800164516912603042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8800164516912603042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8800164516912603042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-well-its-been-ages-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7T1So1h_XuU/TXYm2ol-P5I/AAAAAAAABHA/8fky1ZCysdE/s72-c/tumblr_ld7cqw17yh1qbjhrho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-3491446099301874934</id><published>2011-03-01T01:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T02:19:40.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LFprdcc3IPw/TWvi2kVojuI/AAAAAAAABGw/sRwPPFpsn3E/s1600/tumblr_l86kluqxJe1qbjhrho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LFprdcc3IPw/TWvi2kVojuI/AAAAAAAABGw/sRwPPFpsn3E/s320/tumblr_l86kluqxJe1qbjhrho1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578801990523719394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NEcmdu1bUKo/TWvivqsGSlI/AAAAAAAABGo/AhWKyrK0CXA/s1600/tumblr_lbevw4Ihml1qdo62to1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NEcmdu1bUKo/TWvivqsGSlI/AAAAAAAABGo/AhWKyrK0CXA/s320/tumblr_lbevw4Ihml1qdo62to1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578801871969471058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy SECOND-month dearest (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes ! its the second month and many many more months to go (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while i'm typing here, my sweet love is already asleep, deep in his dreams (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meeting him in lala land soon (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;out with cousin for late brunch today, she told me this random thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;' come to think of it, sometimes you should just let nature take its course, didn't this happen to you and your bf? your went club just to drink and dance but you met him and got together, you didn't planned for it.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it got me thinking, from how WE met, till WE text, till how WE had our first kiss,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't stop smiling *even right now i am still *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before i met babyboy, a close classmate of mine told me on x'mas night, i'll meet my mr right tonight. and it was the day i met babyboy, no one is able to tell the future whether babyboy is really my mr right *though i wish he is* but i guess i'll stick to him from now on no matter what happens in the future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i remember once i told babyboy, 'i've got nothing to lose now, so what should i be afraid of ?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was pissed and typed me a super long message,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this is when i felt touched*by the message* and told myself, never am i going to say this sentence out again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't explain out in words how blessed i am being with him, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i know everyone around me feels it (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; i would say, he's the BEST among all the bastards i've met. &amp;amp; its a word i'll never regret saying it out. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a guy who is able to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;make me just stare and look at him playing his blackshot,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;make me cab over to find him even if i'm down with fever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;make me smile even when i'm tearing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;make me very pissed and he is very happy about it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take care of me when i'm down with fever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;many many more for me to list !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll never regret going to zouk on 25th dec'2010 (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isaac tiew jin xin'S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2841 texts since 25th dec'2010    xoxo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-3491446099301874934?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3491446099301874934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=3491446099301874934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/3491446099301874934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/3491446099301874934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-second-month-dearest-yes-its.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LFprdcc3IPw/TWvi2kVojuI/AAAAAAAABGw/sRwPPFpsn3E/s72-c/tumblr_l86kluqxJe1qbjhrho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-6653763018248101379</id><published>2011-02-26T10:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T10:52:12.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h950eDpQjLs/TWhpW5dGyEI/AAAAAAAABGg/aKZI1DazAjE/s1600/69837_488270050599_711450599_7454810_1903633_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h950eDpQjLs/TWhpW5dGyEI/AAAAAAAABGg/aKZI1DazAjE/s320/69837_488270050599_711450599_7454810_1903633_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577823980599298114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;happy 19th to my baby girl Charmaine  T. &lt;div&gt;xoxo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a blast @phuture tonight alrights (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry that i couldn't join you girls but like what i promise,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll have a post celebration with you next week alright?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;probably friday? when you dont have to go to school ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can spend a whole morning &amp;amp; afternoon with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, its time i should head off to get some rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its holiday yet i'm down with fever &amp;amp; throat infection again :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-6653763018248101379?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6653763018248101379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=6653763018248101379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6653763018248101379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6653763018248101379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-19th-to-my-baby-girl-charmaine-t.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h950eDpQjLs/TWhpW5dGyEI/AAAAAAAABGg/aKZI1DazAjE/s72-c/69837_488270050599_711450599_7454810_1903633_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-8956153810760449470</id><published>2011-02-21T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T15:36:55.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well, &lt;div&gt;a short post before i head to shower and out for work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheeeeeers ! cause exams are finally over !! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chemistry was a bitch but i dont care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm over it. i'm thinking of painting my nails now instead. teehees !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now that exams are over, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its time i should spend sometime with my babyboy ((: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's been suffering alot since i started exam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even had to bear with me for throwing tantrum at him last night due to the stressness i had. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry babyboy !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but he was cute ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he came to find me last afternoon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seating alone doing something while i was in the kitchen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was thinking what took him so long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i sneak in from the back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i realise he was folding a star using the a straw for me :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it maybe nothing to others but its uber sweet to me ! (((((((((((: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thankyou babyboy! you know how much it meant to me (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, shall get my butts off my chair and head to prepare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- there's so much hearts out there, none caught mine but your's. isaac tiew's-&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/126006675217341130-8956153810760449470?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8956153810760449470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=8956153810760449470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8956153810760449470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8956153810760449470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-well-short-post-before-i-head-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-5313958162118074874</id><published>2011-02-18T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T13:13:00.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;a short post since its been long since i last updated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;currently at baby's crib. he's playing blackshot while i'm playing angry bird.&lt;div&gt;we're heading out for movie soon (: *no strings attached*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been awhile since i met him,all thanks to exams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss him many many much ! :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;left sch 30mins earlier to cab to his place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bio ain't a bitch today, so i love her to the max. i hope i will do well (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, 4down, 1 more to go and i'm freeeeeeeeeee :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okiie dokiies, shall stop ranting. gona have my brunch with baby, his mum cooked :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iloveyou isaac tiew jin xin ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-5313958162118074874?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5313958162118074874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=5313958162118074874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5313958162118074874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5313958162118074874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/02/short-post-since-its-been-long-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-5842646306995925573</id><published>2011-02-14T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T22:26:40.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UtX2GzwC73E/TVk4kszPGuI/AAAAAAAABGY/YrUQiRBCrdY/s1600/happy%2Bvday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UtX2GzwC73E/TVk4kszPGuI/AAAAAAAABGY/YrUQiRBCrdY/s320/happy%2Bvday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573548217000205026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;HAPP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Y VALE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;NTIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;E'S D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;AY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when everybody is out having valentine dinner with their loved ones,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm stuck at home studying for my maths UT which happens to be tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and due to this reason, baby is also stuck at home playing his blackshot. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not happy at all because i never get to celebrate !! :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in fact, i still have to post pone it till my exam totally finishes which is next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or did i celebrate it? cause i had an enjoyable zoo trip with baby and co yesterday (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;finally baby popped the question 'will you be my girlfriend' last evening to me !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too bad its not 'will you marry me' *hees ! *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*hint: i want a romantic and memorable and sweet one okays?!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maths better not be a bitch for me tomorrow ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i almost went haywire while trying to understand &amp;amp; cramp all the 15problems into my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and baby calls me to make sure i'm studying every half an hour ever since 5.30pm. poor boy !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, i'm super hungry.shall go have my dinner now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- wo yuan yi zuo ni de nu peng you ! -&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/126006675217341130-5842646306995925573?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5842646306995925573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=5842646306995925573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5842646306995925573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5842646306995925573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/02/happ-y-vale-ntin-es-d-ay-when-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UtX2GzwC73E/TVk4kszPGuI/AAAAAAAABGY/YrUQiRBCrdY/s72-c/happy%2Bvday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-2426041936156155504</id><published>2011-02-09T11:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T11:56:36.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TVINl3DPz_I/AAAAAAAABGQ/7JI6aLSE8zg/s1600/tumblr_lb5kddiJao1qbjhrho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TVINl3DPz_I/AAAAAAAABGQ/7JI6aLSE8zg/s320/tumblr_lb5kddiJao1qbjhrho1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571530633094615026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TVINUROIFkI/AAAAAAAABGI/7RyE91wLY-4/s1600/and%2Bthen%2Bi%2Bmet%2Byou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TVINUROIFkI/AAAAAAAABGI/7RyE91wLY-4/s320/and%2Bthen%2Bi%2Bmet%2Byou.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571530330881922626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TVINGXYfh6I/AAAAAAAABGA/QD8cPAoLtbw/s1600/Stupid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TVINGXYfh6I/AAAAAAAABGA/QD8cPAoLtbw/s320/Stupid.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571530092017846178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(: &lt;div&gt;i'm happy and satisfied with all i have now (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though school is giving me some kind of shit now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i know, soon it will be over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a perfect boyfriend that is willing to stand by me all the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and get this in your head ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WON'T LEAVE NO MATTTER WHAT HAPPENS NOW OR EVEN IN THE FUTURE !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i enjoy being by my boyfriend side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i enjoy spending time with boyfriend even if its just seating down under block talking till late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love him the way he loves me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, get this in your head ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you decided to leave, that's it. no turning back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;move on ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'if i don't love you, i wouldn't ............. that day'&lt;/i&gt; *hees! something said by baby&amp;amp; i find it niceeee!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- xoxo!- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-2426041936156155504?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2426041936156155504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=2426041936156155504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2426041936156155504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2426041936156155504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-happy-and-satisfied-with-all-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TVINl3DPz_I/AAAAAAAABGQ/7JI6aLSE8zg/s72-c/tumblr_lb5kddiJao1qbjhrho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-913707294320358636</id><published>2011-02-07T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T12:05:26.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR :D &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not late to wish, cause its still new year (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a sucky new year eve with family but oh well, thanks school but forget it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i skipped school on new year eve and headed to work in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met baby in the noon to get my GUESS watch,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we headed to northpoint for our lunch as all the shops in cwp is closed :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanted to have some japanese food for lunch but it was closed so we had hongkong cafe instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed home after that as baby needs to be home for his reunion dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stayed up the whole night till 3plus am as need to pray pray etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up the next day waited for sis to come home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then headed to grandma's place,yishun to bai bai then to 7th uncle's place and home. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;second day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed to second uncle's place for lunch then to second aunt's place then cabbed home (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;third day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;work in the morning till 4pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby came and picked me up from work then we headed to maine's place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gambled till 5plus then we headed to bei sheng for dinner with benny,israel,ah hao,jason&amp;amp;his mei mei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aftermath, cabbed over to baby's campmate's place,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;left ard 8.30pm and cabbed back to benny's place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gambled and left ard 10.30pm, headed to yumi's place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;left ard 11.45pm *had a great experience there,pissed*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;benny drove and we took a breeze @ woodlands waterfront&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;left ard 1plus and headed to prata house (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;homed ard 3plus am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slept till 12plus and baby came and find me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i headed for work then he headed home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i'm so tempted to play blackjack !  all thanks to baby (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;hey baby !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;wo hen ai hen ai ni !! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;xoxo!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;school closing in 5days time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;valentine's day in 7days time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;happy holidays in 2weeks time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to work hard on baby's present &amp;amp; for my UT 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 010102011 -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-913707294320358636?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/913707294320358636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=913707294320358636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/913707294320358636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/913707294320358636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-chinese-new-year-d-im-not-late-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-1958467282962623883</id><published>2011-01-31T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T00:14:08.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TUbcNYjTNQI/AAAAAAAABF0/FPjB5oLUmI4/s1600/tumblr_lcoaj97P361qc0456o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TUbcNYjTNQI/AAAAAAAABF0/FPjB5oLUmI4/s320/tumblr_lcoaj97P361qc0456o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568380111777117442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its 11.59 pm (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a minute more &amp;amp; happy 1month baby isaac tiew jin xin ! xoxo !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a month ago we met and caught fireworks and had hearts to hearts talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a month later, we are still having our hearts to hearts talk just that, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are falling for each other more and more every single day already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for filling my day(s) with numerous smiles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for giving me morning call every single day without fail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for giving me that silly smile everytime i say 'iloveyou'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for including me in every single plan of ur's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for giving in to me sometimes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know you dislike ppl to bite you but yet i still do but yet you are not angry with me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll try to kick that habit away okays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lastly, thank you for being such an awesome boyfriend (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know you will be the one protecting me,preventing me from getting hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know you dote me as well as your twiny, i will try not to bicker with him all the time kays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know you know what you should do and what you should not &amp;amp; i trust you very much !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't how to express the way i feel out in words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you know how i feel right ? (: *winkwinks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for wishing me happy one month over the phone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont dare to wish back cause i shy uhs. hees ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, ur something nice is going to be done soon. so look forward kays ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lovess ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-010102011 ; when two hearts decides to beat as one -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-1958467282962623883?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1958467282962623883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=1958467282962623883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/1958467282962623883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/1958467282962623883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-11.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TUbcNYjTNQI/AAAAAAAABF0/FPjB5oLUmI4/s72-c/tumblr_lcoaj97P361qc0456o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-7521757110718698623</id><published>2011-01-29T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T00:00:33.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TUQ3M5l2c1I/AAAAAAAABFs/Ugy9GVj0m8c/s1600/tumblr_ld6wgbwdxr1qeh3d8o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TUQ3M5l2c1I/AAAAAAAABFs/Ugy9GVj0m8c/s320/tumblr_ld6wgbwdxr1qeh3d8o1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567635734094312274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;didn't go anywhere special this weekend. &lt;div&gt;dinner with baby on friday night over at 888plaza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked home after dinner and chatted under block till 3am (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hearts to hearts talk, it got me thinking (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up this morning, busy with my school work and headed to chckpoint with mummy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cny shopping (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;daddy came pick us up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some indian fellow pissed him off and he started scolding vulgarities at him. *stunned*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;homed, and went chongpang for reunion dinner with family&amp;amp;bro in law's family &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sis turn to get pissed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we reserved a table for 12people, yet, they gave us a fcuk up seat. tsk tsk ! nvr gona have reunion dinner there again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;homed again, called baby and he kup my call ! my turn to get pissed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but after much thinking, i guess he fell asleep. so i should just forget it. *sighs!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2more weeks of school and i'm having my holidays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soon,i need to work hard for my UT3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now, i need to work hard on his stuffs since i'm so free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kahbye ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- i'll never leave until you decides to let me go -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-7521757110718698623?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7521757110718698623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=7521757110718698623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7521757110718698623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7521757110718698623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/01/didnt-go-anywhere-special-this-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TUQ3M5l2c1I/AAAAAAAABFs/Ugy9GVj0m8c/s72-c/tumblr_ld6wgbwdxr1qeh3d8o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-8388750646892669055</id><published>2011-01-26T12:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T12:37:54.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TT-j7iHRyyI/AAAAAAAABFk/oDzpxi2Qvzk/s1600/tumblr_leizwiTDUZ1qbpwzeo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TT-j7iHRyyI/AAAAAAAABFk/oDzpxi2Qvzk/s320/tumblr_leizwiTDUZ1qbpwzeo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566347907618163490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TT-jamOLA-I/AAAAAAAABFM/cLOOBdISzLs/s1600/tumblr_kz8amfZ1dI1qaobbko1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TT-jamOLA-I/AAAAAAAABFM/cLOOBdISzLs/s320/tumblr_kz8amfZ1dI1qaobbko1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566347341785138146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;赵金新's (: &lt;div&gt;i'm happy &amp;amp; satisfied with what i have now (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its not gona change no matter what happens next (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not going to ask for more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm proud to say, i'm very much loved by this guy (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i'm thankful for letting me have the chance to meet him (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if not, i would never know i could be loved in such a way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- xoxo! -&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/126006675217341130-8388750646892669055?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8388750646892669055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=8388750646892669055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8388750646892669055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8388750646892669055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/01/s-im-happy-satisfied-with-what-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TT-j7iHRyyI/AAAAAAAABFk/oDzpxi2Qvzk/s72-c/tumblr_leizwiTDUZ1qbpwzeo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-5747168809115555643</id><published>2011-01-24T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T16:40:50.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TT05Mvr_EKI/AAAAAAAABFE/te4qP-nsLGU/s1600/168952_10150105035377593_590982592_5985050_6855656_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TT05Mvr_EKI/AAAAAAAABFE/te4qP-nsLGU/s320/168952_10150105035377593_590982592_5985050_6855656_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565667605621969058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;): &lt;div&gt;24hours is so not enough for me anymore ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school,work, house stuffs to be done and many many more. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tsk ! don't talk about such stuffs anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the other note, last afternoon went out with baby after my pedicure. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went cwp to get some stuffs for daddy mummy &amp;amp; baby accompanied me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aftermath we walked ard and waited for time to come then we headed to khatib to meet his brothers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trained to town and planned to have dinner there as it was one of his brother's b'dae. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked around and waited till 8plus then we went to one of the restaurant @ concord hotel to eat (: benny's introduction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aftermath, we headed back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby sent me home (: , walked home again :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suddenly realise, me and baby is so stuck to one another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we kept holding hands whenever and where-ever we are.  *smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, time i should prepare and head to work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gona work hard and save up after getting my guess watch (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause i've got a plan in mind again ((: *winkwink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- stucka like glue -&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/126006675217341130-5747168809115555643?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5747168809115555643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=5747168809115555643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5747168809115555643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5747168809115555643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/01/24hours-is-so-not-enough-for-me-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TT05Mvr_EKI/AAAAAAAABFE/te4qP-nsLGU/s72-c/168952_10150105035377593_590982592_5985050_6855656_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-5269671223365945013</id><published>2011-01-21T12:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T12:48:56.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TTkObRP2ZOI/AAAAAAAABE8/Ha_8JdqtwOc/s1600/162924_155137284533693_100001122660765_292183_5632385_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TTkObRP2ZOI/AAAAAAAABE8/Ha_8JdqtwOc/s320/162924_155137284533693_100001122660765_292183_5632385_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564494676242097378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TTkOTGXnCyI/AAAAAAAABE0/iB1NwnhDDXk/s1600/179658_494285368995_817573995_5860520_3169019_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TTkOTGXnCyI/AAAAAAAABE0/iB1NwnhDDXk/s320/179658_494285368995_817573995_5860520_3169019_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564494535882902306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TTkOL0NorlI/AAAAAAAABEs/vQvypqK5uAU/s1600/163294_494285398995_817573995_5860521_2722292_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TTkOL0NorlI/AAAAAAAABEs/vQvypqK5uAU/s320/163294_494285398995_817573995_5860521_2722292_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564494410750144082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hees ! my precious sweet heart (: &lt;div&gt;she's turning 4th month tomorrow (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time passes so fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't wait for her to learn to call me ahyi, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't wait to bring her out to the playground and play,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't wait to have reunion dinner with her this year (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't wait to see her in her first cheong sam this new year (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't wait to see how pretty she's gona be in the future (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;many many more &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;i can't wait&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, its friday today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;any plans? :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feels like clubbing with baby, but its still under discussion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if not,we might just meet up and chit chat a little and head home cause both of us needa work tomorrow (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm all dressed up today, gona take lots of pictures in class today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rak tur mak mak babyboy (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;因为和你在一起，才让我知道现在的我也可以那么的辛福 -&lt;/span&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/126006675217341130-5269671223365945013?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5269671223365945013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=5269671223365945013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5269671223365945013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5269671223365945013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/01/hees-my-precious-sweet-heart-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TTkObRP2ZOI/AAAAAAAABE8/Ha_8JdqtwOc/s72-c/162924_155137284533693_100001122660765_292183_5632385_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-285583944849585689</id><published>2011-01-20T11:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T12:04:48.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TTew4wyL3AI/AAAAAAAABEc/rsEKPFRSCIM/s1600/P15-01-11_18.33%255B01%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TTew4wyL3AI/AAAAAAAABEc/rsEKPFRSCIM/s320/P15-01-11_18.33%255B01%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564110353854094338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;caught burlesque with baby last evening. &lt;div&gt;i would rate the show as 3/5? i like the dancing part but the story a little not so realistic i suppose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after movie we headed to have long john silver as our lunch. the place is filled with flies !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we left as soon as we finished. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed to khatib to meet up with benny and acc him for his dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;israel came to join us after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby then rode israel's bike and sent me home. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;during the movie baby made me tear. for the first time ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall not mention the whole scenario here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i guess baby was shocked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but well, its over and i know baby dont mean it (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ilovehim ! xoxo !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this morning i headed to polyclinc to see doc as there is something under my throat that is swollen. whatever i drink and swollow it just hurts. so i spent 17 odd bucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now i'm in class, going to study for my bio UT soon and test in the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after two days of rest, i need to head back to work tomorrow (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby, imissyou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- whatever i do, i'll never forget to forget about you -&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/126006675217341130-285583944849585689?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/285583944849585689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=285583944849585689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/285583944849585689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/285583944849585689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/01/caught-burlesque-with-baby-last-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TTew4wyL3AI/AAAAAAAABEc/rsEKPFRSCIM/s72-c/P15-01-11_18.33%255B01%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-3868914704909166074</id><published>2011-01-16T13:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T12:03:56.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TTKCOagEzCI/AAAAAAAABEU/myBc2WR7cDo/s1600/P15-01-11_18.38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TTKCOagEzCI/AAAAAAAABEU/myBc2WR7cDo/s320/P15-01-11_18.38.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562651673899617314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, wedding dinner last night was average?&lt;br /&gt;the only bad thing was, it took us one hour plus to reach there. all thanks to the jam @ CTE&lt;br /&gt;anyway, still congrats to the newly wed couple (:&lt;br /&gt;cousin william &amp;amp; cousin in law yuling (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so. i wanted to wake up early and mug for my physic UT which is tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;but i failed. woke up ard 11plus and mum told me to help her to deco the house.&lt;br /&gt;and since i'm finally free now and realising my blog is a little empty, i shall post a little.&lt;br /&gt;now that i'm done, i should head to study (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*baby is coming to find me later&lt;br /&gt;** i've checked out the price of the watch i've eyed on $238, i'm so gona get it (:&lt;br /&gt;*** i've got a super nice boyfriend, he wanted to pay half for my watch, but think again, its something i want for myself so i should get it myself instead. thankyou baby (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- i might not be the best, but definitely not he worst. -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-3868914704909166074?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3868914704909166074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=3868914704909166074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/3868914704909166074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/3868914704909166074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-well-wedding-dinner-last-night-was.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TTKCOagEzCI/AAAAAAAABEU/myBc2WR7cDo/s72-c/P15-01-11_18.38.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-7373862168085856786</id><published>2011-01-14T09:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:46:22.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TS-qPa0qoqI/AAAAAAAABEM/DS7umZSG2Pw/s1600/guess%2Bwatch.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TS-qPa0qoqI/AAAAAAAABEM/DS7umZSG2Pw/s320/guess%2Bwatch.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561851246700831394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so interested in this watch.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna get it !!&lt;br /&gt;checking out the price later ((: *winkwink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- ur's truly -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-7373862168085856786?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7373862168085856786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=7373862168085856786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7373862168085856786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7373862168085856786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-so-interested-in-this-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TS-qPa0qoqI/AAAAAAAABEM/DS7umZSG2Pw/s72-c/guess%2Bwatch.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-4644640867970974176</id><published>2011-01-13T12:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:40:05.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px ! important; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;45 things a girl wants for but wont ask for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px ! important; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1. Touch her waist.&lt;br /&gt;2. Actually talk to her. &lt;br /&gt;3. Share secrets with her. &lt;br /&gt;4. Give her your jacket. &lt;br /&gt;5. Kiss her slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px ! important; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Are you remembering this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;6. Hug her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;7. Hold her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;8. Laugh with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;9. Invite her somewhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;10. Hangout with her and your friends together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px ! important; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;KEEP READING ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;11. Smile with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;12. Take pictures with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;13. Pull her onto your lap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;14. When she says she loves you more, deny it. Fight back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;15.  When her friends say “I love her more than you”, deny it. Fight back  and hug her tight so she can’t get to her friends. It makes her feel  loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px ! important; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Are you thinking of someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;16. Always hug her and say I love you whenever you see her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;17. Kiss her unexpectedly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;18. Hug her from behind around the waist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;19. Tell her she’s beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;20. Tell her the way you feel about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px ! important; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;One last thing you need to do to show her you actually do mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px ! important; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px ! important; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;21. Open doors for her, walk her to her car - it makes her feel protected, plus it never hurts to act like a gentleman. &lt;br /&gt;22. Tell her she’s your everything - only if you mean it. &lt;br /&gt;23.  If it seems like there is something wrong, ask her - if she denies  something being wrong, it means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SHE DOESN’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT - so  just hug her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px ! important; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; 24. Make her feel loved. &lt;br /&gt;25. Kiss her in front of OTHER girls you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px ! important; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WE MIGHT DENY IT BUT WE ACTUALLY LIKE AND KINDA WANT YOU TO TICKLE US ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;26. Don’t lie to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;27. DON’T cheat on her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;28. Take her ANYWHERE she wants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;29. Text message or call her in the morning and tell her have a good day at school, and how much you miss her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;30.  Be there for her whenever she needs you, and even when she doesn’t need  you, just be there so she’ll know that she can always count on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px ! important; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ARE YOU STILL READING THIS? YOU BETTER, BECAUSE IT’S IMPORTANT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;31. Hold her close when she’s cold so she can hold you too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;32. When you are alone hold her close and kiss her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;33. Kiss her on the cheek; (it will give her the hint that you want to kiss her). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;34.  While in the movies, put your arm around her and then she will  automatically put her head on your shoulder, then lean in and tilt her  chin up and kiss her lightly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px ! important; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;35. Don’t ever tell her to leave even jokingly or act like you’re mad. If she’s upset, comfort her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px ! important; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;REMEMBER ALL THESE THINGS WHEN YOU ARE WITH HER NEXT ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;36. When people diss her, stand up for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;37. Look deep into her eyes and tell her you love her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;38.  Lay down under the stars and put her head on your chest so she can  listen to the steady beat of your heart, link your fingers together  while you whisper to her as she rests her eyes and listens to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;39. When walking next to each other grab her hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;40. When you hug her, hold her in your arms as long as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px ! important; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;MAKE SURE SHE KNOWS SHES LOVED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;41. Call or text her at night to wish her sweet dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;42. Comfort her when she cries and wipe away her tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;43. Take her for long walks at night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;44. Always remind her how much you love her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;45.  Sit on top of her and tell her how much you love her and then bend down  to her face and kiss her while you’re sitting on her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px ! important; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You’ll never know when she needs just a little more love ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i have the best things in life now, a great boyfriend (: &amp;amp; babygirl and family&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing much i want to ask for now (:&lt;br /&gt;he had done most of the above &amp;amp; i feel like a little blessed girl. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- isaac tiew jin xin's -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-4644640867970974176?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4644640867970974176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=4644640867970974176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/4644640867970974176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/4644640867970974176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/01/45-things-girl-wants-for-but-wont-ask.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-6947787022461228119</id><published>2011-01-10T12:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T12:56:30.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSqKIU0NC0I/AAAAAAAABEE/2sLO2mdgARk/s1600/B4B1D888735ED9AD0415059373A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSqKIU0NC0I/AAAAAAAABEE/2sLO2mdgARk/s320/B4B1D888735ED9AD0415059373A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560408565573552962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSqKE2S2fMI/AAAAAAAABD8/ktkpOj2dbiQ/s1600/queen%2Bof%2Bthe%2Bhouse.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSqKE2S2fMI/AAAAAAAABD8/ktkpOj2dbiQ/s320/queen%2Bof%2Bthe%2Bhouse.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560408505840991426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSqKAaoT4QI/AAAAAAAABD0/rSpJ4lVgYO4/s1600/shocked.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSqKAaoT4QI/AAAAAAAABD0/rSpJ4lVgYO4/s320/shocked.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560408429695328514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cutie pie &amp;amp; my sweet drug.&lt;br /&gt;miss her like a very much. will only be able to see her this weekend :/&lt;br /&gt;daddy &amp;amp; mummy bought her clothings even when we're out shopping for cny stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;she with her 1001 expressions (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the random note, i feel like posting how me and baby first met &amp;amp; got together. hees !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very first time we met was on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;25dec'2010&lt;/span&gt; (: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;@zouk, phuture&lt;/span&gt; to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;a very nice impression uhs :P&lt;br /&gt;he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;took my number&lt;/span&gt; *he says i'm the first girl he took number frm in club &amp;amp; i'm uber proud of it*&lt;br /&gt;then he fought with another bunch of guys,silly me tried stopping in the end i got myself two bruises.&lt;br /&gt;we texted while i was on my way home after club but my phone when dead after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;texted till 6am and i head to bed. i thought he wouldn't text me anymore. ):&lt;br /&gt;morning i woke up and headed to work, very looking forward to every single message that i receives. but it never turns out to be him *tsk!*&lt;br /&gt;then finally he texted me around 7plus? and asked for my fb. *hehes! like a happy*&lt;br /&gt;started texting every single day (: then he asked me to go for sentosa beach party.&lt;br /&gt;with all my means, i went (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;31st dec&lt;/span&gt;, met up at khatib mrt stations, they were lateee !!&lt;br /&gt;we didn't talk at first ):&lt;br /&gt;bought drinks and i drank and got kinda tipsy. *we held hands &amp;amp; did whatever couples do*&lt;br /&gt;we spent our&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; last second of 2010&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first second of jan'2011&lt;/span&gt; together. *hearts to hearts talk*&lt;br /&gt;beach party ended, headed to have breakfast and went home.&lt;br /&gt;woke up in the morning and i texted him, wanted to test see if we were really together to i put&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'sweetest boyfriend?'&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; he replied &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'sourest girlfriend!'&lt;/span&gt; and i guess that's how we started.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that's when two hearts decides to beat as one&lt;/span&gt;. xoxo!&lt;br /&gt;very mao mao ran right ? so baby ! you owe me one proper oneeee ! heeees !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i like the way baby treats me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i like the way baby teases me even though he makes me have fire in my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i like the way baby complains to me that he's jealous cause i know he cares,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i like the way baby plays with my 'wan wan' although i feel like he machiam is hiam-ing me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i like the way baby tells me he dote&amp;amp;love me very much (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;why baby :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;because you caught my heart when i first saw you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;because u're different from all the other clubbers (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;because i know you will not break my heart (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- the right one at the right time -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-6947787022461228119?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6947787022461228119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=6947787022461228119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6947787022461228119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6947787022461228119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-cutie-pie-my-sweet-drug.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSqKIU0NC0I/AAAAAAAABEE/2sLO2mdgARk/s72-c/B4B1D888735ED9AD0415059373A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-2350076698383447806</id><published>2011-01-08T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T01:30:43.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSdKrcOAJ4I/AAAAAAAABDs/IRYoTlJqmSI/s1600/bella.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSdKrcOAJ4I/AAAAAAAABDs/IRYoTlJqmSI/s320/bella.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559494375181920130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSdEhBPn5YI/AAAAAAAABDk/-c78ctUEOlE/s1600/tumblr_lcq1yyurK81qbpwzeo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSdEhBPn5YI/AAAAAAAABDk/-c78ctUEOlE/s320/tumblr_lcq1yyurK81qbpwzeo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559487599072503170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSdESD8103I/AAAAAAAABDc/kdv5-tPnBNs/s1600/P09-12-10_16.18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSdESD8103I/AAAAAAAABDc/kdv5-tPnBNs/s320/P09-12-10_16.18.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559487342100992882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as planned. skipped school, woke up early in the morning and met up with baby ((:&lt;br /&gt;trained to yck to meet his campmate and headed to nyp for open house.&lt;br /&gt;now i realise, rp's open house is much more funner &amp;amp; interesting than nyp. hees !&lt;br /&gt;it feels weird to be a rp student yet i'm at nyp's open house. teehees !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aftermath, separated with baby's campmate and we headed to town.&lt;br /&gt;went for baby's dental appt then to plaza sing for movie. *love &amp;amp; other drug*&lt;br /&gt;went to made with love get materials *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;roamed around town then decided to head to yishun for another movie. *hello stranger'&lt;br /&gt;thanks baby for watching it again with me (:&lt;br /&gt;and after movie we headed to sakae for dinner then came back kampong (:&lt;br /&gt;walked back from cwp to my house, like a romantic only :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh! while having my sakae, lessy teh called. she said she love me and thank me for everything i have done. omg ! i almost cried )): but of course i didn't. i wana meet her soooooon ! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nowww, i'm chatting with him on the phone &amp;amp; both of us gotta work tomorrow morning :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;on the random note : baby bella has got a double chin and i miss her ! )): &amp;amp; she my cutest baby precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, gona go chat with him and head to bed already.goodahnight ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;- you make me feel like i'm the only girl in your world. xoxo! -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-2350076698383447806?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2350076698383447806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=2350076698383447806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2350076698383447806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2350076698383447806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/01/as-planned.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSdKrcOAJ4I/AAAAAAAABDs/IRYoTlJqmSI/s72-c/bella.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-1417845882567217816</id><published>2011-01-06T13:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T13:31:14.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSVNaBLUyqI/AAAAAAAABDU/sU92Jo5xy8k/s1600/P09-12-10_16.11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSVNaBLUyqI/AAAAAAAABDU/sU92Jo5xy8k/s320/P09-12-10_16.11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558934424446618274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSVNPFyC0GI/AAAAAAAABDM/YoS70CmDyt8/s1600/tumblr_ld6lyj5B4g1qbs8umo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSVNPFyC0GI/AAAAAAAABDM/YoS70CmDyt8/s320/tumblr_ld6lyj5B4g1qbs8umo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558934236704198754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;' when two hearts decides to beat as one ' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hellos ! (:&lt;br /&gt;i'm like a exhausted, but its okay, cause i might be skipping school to spend a day with baby (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sweetheart came and find me last night when i just ended work to have dinner with me.&lt;br /&gt;just me &amp;amp; him (:&lt;br /&gt;but i only had the chance to spend 2hours with him ? :/&lt;br /&gt;but well, we chatted on the phone from 12mn till 2plus am (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes baby, its tiring but i don't want to hang up cause i already dont have enough time to keep you company so i can only use our long hours of phone calls to mend back.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry about me kays, i know my limits ((: and stop thinking negative stuffs cause i also told myself not to think about it anymore. xoxo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planning something nice for baby. hehes ! just need to get it done soon (:&lt;br /&gt;oh! besides everything about baby, i miss my babygirls too ! ):&lt;br /&gt;meeting them for manicure &amp;amp; pedicure session soon before cny's arrival,probably nxt or nxt nxt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out my name on 'urbandictionary.com' &amp;amp; this the meaning of my name (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;a beautiful &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unique&lt;/span&gt; girl who is incredibly fun and wise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loud&lt;/span&gt; and has a lot  of spunk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;girls wanna be her, guys wanna have her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;often immitated, but&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  never replaced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;honest and loving person&lt;/span&gt; who isnt afraid to speak the  truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, time to head to do work.&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty slacky today.&lt;br /&gt;kahbye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- ruk tur mak mak -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-1417845882567217816?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1417845882567217816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=1417845882567217816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/1417845882567217816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/1417845882567217816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-two-hearts-decides-to-beat-as-one.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSVNaBLUyqI/AAAAAAAABDU/sU92Jo5xy8k/s72-c/P09-12-10_16.11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-8489545223264945287</id><published>2011-01-04T14:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T14:42:55.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSLBUEQgGFI/AAAAAAAABDE/g64ONtrSlNc/s1600/010102011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSLBUEQgGFI/AAAAAAAABDE/g64ONtrSlNc/s320/010102011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558217440613111890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his little blessed girl (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-8489545223264945287?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8489545223264945287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=8489545223264945287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8489545223264945287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8489545223264945287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/01/his-little-blessed-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSLBUEQgGFI/AAAAAAAABDE/g64ONtrSlNc/s72-c/010102011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-8815505247217660674</id><published>2011-01-03T12:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T12:26:55.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSFMD70WbYI/AAAAAAAABC8/oIfAHoQ_bBo/s1600/tumblr_layr74QAqk1qbzevyo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSFMD70WbYI/AAAAAAAABC8/oIfAHoQ_bBo/s320/tumblr_layr74QAqk1qbzevyo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557807045632486786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;' isn't it amazing how someone used to be a stranger  suddenly meant the whole world to you? ' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a little blessed girl. and i'm serious. i really feels so.&lt;br /&gt;whenever i think of dearest, i will have this great feeling in my heart.i guess its called 'happiness'&lt;br /&gt;phone chats with dearest till late night such as 4am in the morning? till my phone went total flat?&lt;br /&gt;yes, though both of us are very tired the next day, but for me, i enjoy it very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust &amp;amp; honesty is the key (:&lt;br /&gt;though sometimes he's such a *#%*@ to keep di siao-ing me, but he never fails to make me smile &amp;amp; giggle like a retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, time i should get back to work (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;faith&amp;amp;fate brought me to where i am today (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- chemistry; some call it science but i call it love -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-8815505247217660674?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8815505247217660674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=8815505247217660674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8815505247217660674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8815505247217660674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/01/isnt-it-amazing-how-someone-used-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TSFMD70WbYI/AAAAAAAABC8/oIfAHoQ_bBo/s72-c/tumblr_layr74QAqk1qbzevyo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-699461296556561774</id><published>2011-01-02T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T01:33:35.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TR9husGodPI/AAAAAAAABCs/8CYtN9RpfZQ/s1600/tumblr_larizu6Bre1qbe5cwo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TR9husGodPI/AAAAAAAABCs/8CYtN9RpfZQ/s320/tumblr_larizu6Bre1qbe5cwo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557267919939335410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;' i told the fireworks,i want you to be the one accompanying me for the rest of my life'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hellos :D 2011 (:&lt;br /&gt;i had an awesome countdown i swear ! never countdown in such a way before ((:&lt;br /&gt;i'm so going to do it for the rest of my new year's eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010102011 (:&lt;br /&gt;special date, isaac tiew's&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed my countdown with him,&lt;br /&gt;the way he dote me, *making sure i'm safe&amp;amp;sound and never leave a step away frm me*&lt;br /&gt;the way he dote his twiny *i know he's a nice brother*&lt;br /&gt;the way he carries me,&lt;br /&gt;the way he makes me laugh,&lt;br /&gt;the way he have his heart to heart talk with me,&lt;br /&gt;the way he dance his shuffle,&lt;br /&gt;the way he hold my hands,&lt;br /&gt;the way he does everything for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wana spend my 2011 and many many more years with him (:&lt;br /&gt;kinda wish time stopped at last night so we could be by each other side all the time.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope, this time round i didn't place my heart on the wrong bet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, its time i should hit the sack. i'm dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;goodnights !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- never lie, i love my sweetest boyfriend deeply &amp;amp; this time its true -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-699461296556561774?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/699461296556561774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=699461296556561774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/699461296556561774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/699461296556561774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-told-fireworksi-want-you-to-be-one.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TR9husGodPI/AAAAAAAABCs/8CYtN9RpfZQ/s72-c/tumblr_larizu6Bre1qbe5cwo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-6825223673715922632</id><published>2010-12-28T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T16:20:34.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TRmchg_Jd7I/AAAAAAAABCk/mDDSAm2J0PA/s1600/165676_1710677682266_1097823308_31918681_3589739_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TRmchg_Jd7I/AAAAAAAABCk/mDDSAm2J0PA/s320/165676_1710677682266_1097823308_31918681_3589739_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555643714942629810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;' bring me to somewhere i belong '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;party this weekend again :D&lt;br /&gt;i pray that it will not be as jialat as x'mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm broke ! ):&lt;br /&gt;pay please come in fast !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4more days to a brand new year.&lt;br /&gt;new year resolution? .. hmm&lt;br /&gt;-i jus wana get over and done with my poly life asap.&lt;br /&gt;-no more rashes all the time.&lt;br /&gt;-everyone to be healthy and happy&lt;br /&gt;i can't think for more for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shld hit the sack for a little while and study for my UT 2 which is in a weeks time :/&lt;br /&gt;but yet i've study nothing. good game !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- in your heart -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-6825223673715922632?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6825223673715922632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=6825223673715922632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6825223673715922632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6825223673715922632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2010/12/bring-me-to-somewhere-i-belong-super.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TRmchg_Jd7I/AAAAAAAABCk/mDDSAm2J0PA/s72-c/165676_1710677682266_1097823308_31918681_3589739_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-8245509376672986393</id><published>2010-12-26T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T14:52:43.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;best things about a good boyfriend (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Goodmorning texts. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Late night phone calls. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Falling asleep on the phone. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Babe, guess what?”. “What?”. “I love you”. (&lt;em&gt;everyone does  it&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;I miss you/I love you random phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Being grabbed by the waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Kisses, especially on the forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;127817392 photos together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;You guys fight, you walk away .. he comes back for  you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;He’s always there for you, through thick &amp;amp;  thin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;x'mas wasn't that merry for me this year. a suay day for me instead.&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, i totally feel like banging the wall :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, the 4d number i bought jumped! 500bucks flew off.&lt;br /&gt;second, tio set aeroplane by jieh hong, felt kinda blamed for spoiling the mood.&lt;br /&gt;third,met this grp of guys,they got into a fight,was pushed and fell. now blueblack.&lt;br /&gt;fourth, during the fight i lost one side of my earring. fcuking heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;fifth, some asshole knocked me and my phone dropped now got one fcuking big scar.heart pain like fcuk.&lt;br /&gt;sixth, suppose to enter rebel for free, now i paid fcuking 30bucks got into another club and got all this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm fcuking pissed now. i swear! i don't know what other stuffs are coming up.&lt;br /&gt;damn fcuk, bye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- middle finger -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-8245509376672986393?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8245509376672986393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=8245509376672986393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8245509376672986393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/8245509376672986393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2010/12/best-things-about-good-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-3904365412276907479</id><published>2010-12-24T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T19:41:58.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TRSDjxV-YjI/AAAAAAAABCY/_oUKaq0mCts/s1600/x%2527mas.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TRSDjxV-YjI/AAAAAAAABCY/_oUKaq0mCts/s320/x%2527mas.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554208891018830386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry x'mas people (:&lt;br /&gt;a day i've been looking so forward to. events are all lined up for me to turn up.&lt;br /&gt;though its kinda cropped up, but i'll try to make it to every single one without fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work from morning till 4pm yesterday then work again @ shiori for yumi's mum.&lt;br /&gt;everything is so rush for me as its a last minute decision.&lt;br /&gt;a new experience for me, its not easy i swear.&lt;br /&gt;felt so weird, but got better after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;merlion-ed :/&lt;br /&gt;got home around 4plus going 5am then drop dead to bed.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9.30am today and head to work again till 4pm. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not pushing myself, but just want myself to go beyond my extend.&lt;br /&gt;just till the end of this year (:&lt;br /&gt;i'll be a good girl and party less often when 2011 starts (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, i shall go have dinner and head to bed soon.&lt;br /&gt;my precious sleep is waiting for me !&lt;br /&gt;and of course i need my energy for tomorrow (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- enjoy till the very last minute (: -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-3904365412276907479?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3904365412276907479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=3904365412276907479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/3904365412276907479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/3904365412276907479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-xmas-people-day-ive-been-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TRSDjxV-YjI/AAAAAAAABCY/_oUKaq0mCts/s72-c/x%2527mas.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-2715760273209955699</id><published>2010-12-22T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T00:30:46.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TRDOESG1LXI/AAAAAAAABCQ/IESftHz1bT4/s1600/tumblr_lburw5Cv9X1qajjdco1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TRDOESG1LXI/AAAAAAAABCQ/IESftHz1bT4/s320/tumblr_lburw5Cv9X1qajjdco1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553164913523109234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Add Image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Add Image" class="gl_photo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TRDLmagf6nI/AAAAAAAABCI/wa7dcxR7dlY/s1600/smart%2Bgirl%2Bholding%2Bthe%2Bball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TRDLmagf6nI/AAAAAAAABCI/wa7dcxR7dlY/s320/smart%2Bgirl%2Bholding%2Bthe%2Bball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553162201358920306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sweet precious turns 3 months old today (:&lt;br /&gt;love her to the maximum ! xoxo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't get to see her last week ): she came home on tues but i was in school.&lt;br /&gt;she didn't come home today cause sis's parcel hasn't yet to reach her place.&lt;br /&gt;now, i can only see her on sat this week :/&lt;br /&gt;i miss her to the maximum !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope she's been a good girl recently and a little less grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;daddy fixed the rocking bed for her already :D&lt;br /&gt;now she can sleep in it instead of lying on the floor or sofa or auntie to carry her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights alrights,&lt;br /&gt;to bed. kahbye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- walk into my life only if u're able to love me more than i love myself -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-2715760273209955699?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2715760273209955699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=2715760273209955699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2715760273209955699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2715760273209955699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-sweet-precious-turns-3-months-old.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TRDOESG1LXI/AAAAAAAABCQ/IESftHz1bT4/s72-c/tumblr_lburw5Cv9X1qajjdco1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-4442290165486331879</id><published>2010-12-21T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T00:55:14.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQ-Efuvph-I/AAAAAAAABCA/NSAsroqvkDI/s1600/tumblr_lcyo1sd5YC1qbmz4co1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQ-Efuvph-I/AAAAAAAABCA/NSAsroqvkDI/s320/tumblr_lcyo1sd5YC1qbmz4co1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552802546229807074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ng yong sheng ! read &amp;amp; understand this ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQ-EWOJyaiI/AAAAAAAABB4/3zxaVk6OXWQ/s1600/P11-12-10_13.16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQ-EWOJyaiI/AAAAAAAABB4/3zxaVk6OXWQ/s320/P11-12-10_13.16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552802382862248482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been stuck here for the past 10minutes.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to post :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting to clean bit and pieces of my room again.&lt;br /&gt;i wish two weeks can pass a little slower.&lt;br /&gt;i should start mugging for my UT 2 soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to blog anymore :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people take the effort to make me smile every single day without fail,&lt;br /&gt;but there are some ass-es that take the effort to make me shed tears for them be it once or twice,&lt;br /&gt;which do you/they belong to? you/they know it deep down in their heart. (:&lt;br /&gt;all i know is, i can see and feel it with my heart (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head to bed, kahbye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- i'm not hard to love, just take the time to read &amp;amp; understand me &amp;amp; u'll know the answer -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-4442290165486331879?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4442290165486331879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=4442290165486331879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/4442290165486331879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/4442290165486331879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2010/12/ng-yong-sheng-read-understand-this-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQ-Efuvph-I/AAAAAAAABCA/NSAsroqvkDI/s72-c/tumblr_lcyo1sd5YC1qbmz4co1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-6062204400136571741</id><published>2010-12-18T19:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T20:15:21.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQylMItc-zI/AAAAAAAABBw/7ED3Cc0QWw4/s1600/tumblr_lcfp1dAgQ51qdo62to1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQylMItc-zI/AAAAAAAABBw/7ED3Cc0QWw4/s320/tumblr_lcfp1dAgQ51qdo62to1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551994068556118834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQycsQ8d_9I/AAAAAAAABBo/j-GyfqSOYWE/s1600/68834_488268210599_711450599_7454697_5917985_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQycsQ8d_9I/AAAAAAAABBo/j-GyfqSOYWE/s320/68834_488268210599_711450599_7454697_5917985_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551984724917747666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my babygirl charmaine teh ngai hoon&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sometimes i feel like slapping her, and i seriously mean it. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;she know she almost made me do it that night after the house party.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;but oh well, i dont want to talk about it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;though yes, she really makes me pissed off sometimes, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;but other times, she makes me feel like hugging her and cry our hearts out.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;she knows i love her deeply.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and all i can hope is, she learn to cherish herself more &amp;amp; stop doing things that pisses me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the random note,&lt;br /&gt;went shopping at NEX last afternoon then to far east plaza.&lt;br /&gt;got myself a toga dress &amp;amp; i'm wearing it on x'mas night (: *winkwink*&lt;br /&gt;going to get myself a pair of pumps or heels and bag tomorrow @ bugis with cheryl &amp;amp; co.&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAYs are here &amp;amp; i need to mug hard for my UT 2 too (:&lt;br /&gt;so for now, kahbye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;'if even in ur messy-est state, that particular guy can tell you that u're beautiful right from the bottom of his heart, you will know. he's the right one'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- the right one at the wrong time -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-6062204400136571741?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6062204400136571741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=6062204400136571741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6062204400136571741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6062204400136571741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-babygirl-charmaine-teh-ngai-hoon.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQylMItc-zI/AAAAAAAABBw/7ED3Cc0QWw4/s72-c/tumblr_lcfp1dAgQ51qdo62to1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-3794173027529383344</id><published>2010-12-16T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T00:09:28.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQo1ncIK0fI/AAAAAAAABBY/AGBvgh9TwAo/s1600/tumblr_ldiaqbbvbn1qd646ho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQo1ncIK0fI/AAAAAAAABBY/AGBvgh9TwAo/s320/tumblr_ldiaqbbvbn1qd646ho1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551308442369184242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQo1ZHHnoiI/AAAAAAAABBQ/ePKa0mEKD-w/s1600/tumblr_ldeo0vERKr1qaobbko1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQo1ZHHnoiI/AAAAAAAABBQ/ePKa0mEKD-w/s320/tumblr_ldeo0vERKr1qaobbko1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551308196211565090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;' tears are words can't express '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;people have different way of releasing what they have in mind,&lt;br /&gt;for me,i chose clubbing as my choice cause there's a reason behind it.&lt;br /&gt;take me for who i am, cause i'm never going to change to be the old me anymore (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;cause you should know, when something its over,&lt;br /&gt;it won't be the same back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hesitating hard whether to post. and so in the end i came.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't bear to leave my space empty (:&lt;br /&gt;one more day till holiday starts ! (Y)&lt;br /&gt;though its just a short two weeks, i'm so going to enjoy it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its FRIDAY tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;nml jio me to club, yongsheng jio me to club, jianquan jio me to club.&lt;br /&gt;but i rejected all :D&lt;br /&gt;i promised to myself that i'll club only on x'mas &amp;amp; new year's eve and i shall keep to it.&lt;br /&gt;so guys, wait for x'mas kays ! (:&lt;br /&gt;i know what i'm doing (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my x'mas event is all planned out. what about you people? (:&lt;br /&gt;work in the morning,then granny's place,then party :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights alrights, i should hit the sack now ! (:&lt;br /&gt;goodnights ! xoxo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- by chance -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-3794173027529383344?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3794173027529383344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=3794173027529383344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/3794173027529383344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/3794173027529383344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2010/12/tears-are-words-cant-express-people.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQo1ncIK0fI/AAAAAAAABBY/AGBvgh9TwAo/s72-c/tumblr_ldiaqbbvbn1qd646ho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-5743581543196948521</id><published>2010-12-15T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T12:35:24.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQhBKH_g3ZI/AAAAAAAABBI/a0JosLbSGAM/s1600/951deee984b0f43e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 96px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQhBKH_g3ZI/AAAAAAAABBI/a0JosLbSGAM/s320/951deee984b0f43e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550758182934076818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQhA3tfsiQI/AAAAAAAABBA/V8fzH7O__uc/s1600/P11-12-10_13.14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQhA3tfsiQI/AAAAAAAABBA/V8fzH7O__uc/s320/P11-12-10_13.14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550757866583656706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;' she's a monster, a beautiful monster '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i had a choice, what time to start my day with and what time to end it at.&lt;br /&gt;i want to join cheer leading :/ but i would then have to give up on work.&lt;br /&gt;without work, i would not be able to shop like no ones business. ):&lt;br /&gt;so my final decision, i will still stick to working (:&lt;br /&gt;money seriously makes the world go round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last afternoon while leaving school, saw this couple holding hands. :/&lt;br /&gt;i miss the feeling of holding the hands of my loved ones. ):&lt;br /&gt;one that truly loves &amp;amp; treasures me.&lt;br /&gt;or should i say? i've never met one before so i don't even know how does it feels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;daddy god, you know what i want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;faith will bring me there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone is looking at me while i'm typing !&lt;br /&gt;so i should get going now  (:&lt;br /&gt;kahbye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- i'm not easy to love -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-5743581543196948521?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5743581543196948521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=5743581543196948521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5743581543196948521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5743581543196948521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2010/12/shes-monster-beautiful-monster-if-only.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQhBKH_g3ZI/AAAAAAAABBI/a0JosLbSGAM/s72-c/951deee984b0f43e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-2369217262620365476</id><published>2010-12-13T10:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T12:57:08.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQWBpm15LjI/AAAAAAAABA4/HX73n2IV0WA/s1600/P09-12-10_16.12%255B01%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQWBpm15LjI/AAAAAAAABA4/HX73n2IV0WA/s320/P09-12-10_16.12%255B01%255D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549984667605216818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQWBkaHfOYI/AAAAAAAABAw/EwxXsymNmc4/s1600/tumblr_l22yooT9CI1qzvjgso1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQWBkaHfOYI/AAAAAAAABAw/EwxXsymNmc4/s320/tumblr_l22yooT9CI1qzvjgso1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549984578290006402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQWBhIViMgI/AAAAAAAABAo/KRcE2JudZhk/s1600/tumblr_lcjrz82T5T1qdpsx9o1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQWBhIViMgI/AAAAAAAABAo/KRcE2JudZhk/s320/tumblr_lcjrz82T5T1qdpsx9o1_400.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549984521977475586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'if you can't handle me at my worst, then you don't deserve to handle me at my best'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to make my life a happening one, so that those who left me on their own accord would regret (: partying on x'mas day &amp;amp; new year's eve. :D i can't wait :/&lt;br /&gt;i'm never going to change myself for someone ever again.&lt;br /&gt;i'm very much happy with the life i'm having now. babygirls, perfect family, prefect friends ard (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy is so great (: my rashes acted up yesterday when i was working :/&lt;br /&gt;so before she headed to granny's place, she brought my puffy pants &amp;amp; hot water for me to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; kept calling and ask if i'm getting better.&lt;br /&gt;how not to love her? (: of course,i love daddy too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;precious came home on saturday before we head out for family dinner.&lt;br /&gt;played with her and she held the colourful ball i bought for her for like 2seconds?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now she's slowing learning how to turn.she can turn half of her body like so easily.&lt;br /&gt;she's improving ((: i love her to the max ! (:&lt;br /&gt;now i miss her :/ , another week till i see her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights ! shall go and do my school stuffs now. (:&lt;br /&gt;love me ! kahbye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- just the way &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt; i &lt;s&gt;are&lt;/s&gt; am -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-2369217262620365476?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2369217262620365476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=2369217262620365476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2369217262620365476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2369217262620365476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2010/12/if-you-cant-handle-me-at-my-worst-then.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQWBpm15LjI/AAAAAAAABA4/HX73n2IV0WA/s72-c/P09-12-10_16.12%255B01%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-2185940505990067964</id><published>2010-12-10T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T00:16:20.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQJLuU6YuEI/AAAAAAAABAg/MB02qfei8V0/s1600/P09-12-10_16.11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQJLuU6YuEI/AAAAAAAABAg/MB02qfei8V0/s320/P09-12-10_16.11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549080950133536834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'i was tink'in bout him,tink'in bout me, tink'in bout us, who we gona be &amp;amp; wen i opened my eyes, it was only just a dream '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF (: i can have a great rest today and tomorrow (:&lt;br /&gt;though its friday, but i didn't party till dawn (:&lt;br /&gt;a stay home weekend this week &amp;amp; the week after (:&lt;br /&gt;though i didn't party, but i still spent it well by helping daddy mummy with some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;it made me realise daddy mummy really needs me. be it simple stuffs such as sending a simple english text, they couldn't do it, cause they were chinese educated. &amp;amp; i'm the only one left in this house to help.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should spend more time with them (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terrible mood last night and this morning when i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling was as if i just cried.&lt;br /&gt;yes,i did teared a bit last night for many reasons but come to think of it, what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;yes, you babygirls know me the best,the way i plurk, you girls can read through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;but i won't be the same me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;maybe being a little self centered is better, tired of sharing of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;putting others as my priority ?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know whether its worth it anymore. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for holidays ! i need my beauty sleep (:&lt;br /&gt;and then i would be partying away till school starts (:&lt;br /&gt;kahbye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- if you ever loved somebody put ur hands up -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-2185940505990067964?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2185940505990067964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=2185940505990067964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2185940505990067964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/2185940505990067964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-was-tinkin-bout-himtinkin-bout-me.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQJLuU6YuEI/AAAAAAAABAg/MB02qfei8V0/s72-c/P09-12-10_16.11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-5144882237221888163</id><published>2010-12-09T17:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T17:18:50.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQCdkqLdqTI/AAAAAAAABAY/navpussf7jg/s1600/P09-12-10_16.18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQCdkqLdqTI/AAAAAAAABAY/navpussf7jg/s320/P09-12-10_16.18.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548607994043672882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'smile, cause you won't know who fell for your sweet smile that split second '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm officially drained out :/&lt;br /&gt;not been able to wake up on time for school this week ):&lt;br /&gt;cabbed to school for two days ):&lt;br /&gt;if this continues i'll be broke soon :/&lt;br /&gt;TGIF tomorrow &amp;amp; i don't have to work.&lt;br /&gt;going to do my nails and prepare for x'mas then come home and rest !&lt;br /&gt;stay home friday &amp;amp; saturday (: *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drinking session with jieh hong &amp;amp; co. on x'mas day.&lt;br /&gt;not really confirmed yet so i'll have a back up plan if it doesn't work out right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, its time i should head to work. (:&lt;br /&gt;kahbye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- u're so amazing you took time to figure me out -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-5144882237221888163?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5144882237221888163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=5144882237221888163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5144882237221888163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/5144882237221888163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2010/12/smile-cause-you-wont-know-who-fell-for.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TQCdkqLdqTI/AAAAAAAABAY/navpussf7jg/s72-c/P09-12-10_16.18.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-224294323179155209</id><published>2010-12-06T11:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T12:08:11.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPxhpQ2CnqI/AAAAAAAABAA/bU_DjvvtWM4/s1600/156884_1676284902468_1097823308_31840183_7112072_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPxhpQ2CnqI/AAAAAAAABAA/bU_DjvvtWM4/s320/156884_1676284902468_1097823308_31840183_7112072_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547416202537770658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPxfVkTWmWI/AAAAAAAAA_w/fl5NNOBh_0Q/s1600/66716_1676285262477_1097823308_31840186_758587_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPxfVkTWmWI/AAAAAAAAA_w/fl5NNOBh_0Q/s320/66716_1676285262477_1097823308_31840186_758587_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547413665140349282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPxfRofHHKI/AAAAAAAAA_o/QT_M9eCmXLc/s1600/66793_1676283902443_1097823308_31840178_5133923_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPxfRofHHKI/AAAAAAAAA_o/QT_M9eCmXLc/s320/66793_1676283902443_1097823308_31840178_5133923_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547413597543931042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPxfNMxgaGI/AAAAAAAAA_g/o_RuqYFDTfg/s1600/155298_1676286502508_1097823308_31840193_8219995_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPxfNMxgaGI/AAAAAAAAA_g/o_RuqYFDTfg/s320/155298_1676286502508_1097823308_31840193_8219995_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547413521385416802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPxfIB8cEnI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/whQ5pDit0zM/s1600/154600_1676287782540_1097823308_31840200_3704736_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPxfIB8cEnI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/whQ5pDit0zM/s320/154600_1676287782540_1097823308_31840200_3704736_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547413432579134066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found the suspected culprit for my rashes (:&lt;br /&gt;Jagerbomb ! its either red bull or the alcohol content in it :(&lt;br /&gt;its nice though :/ maybe maine its time you should introduce me new drink. (:&lt;br /&gt;*wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting old :/&lt;br /&gt;leg feeling crampy, neck aching.&lt;br /&gt;problems everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;should cut down on clubbing, until i fully recovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swollen upper lips in the morning, but now its better.&lt;br /&gt;back to my pretty self (:&lt;br /&gt;but my eyes are playing a trick on me.&lt;br /&gt;feel so pretty today but my eyes aren't working with me.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps cause i dont have enough rest.&lt;br /&gt;should sleep more this weekend (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to get a pair of new pump,bag,something to contain all my earrings&amp;amp;necklaces.&lt;br /&gt;who want to spend their x'mas &amp;amp; new year with me?&lt;br /&gt;*big big smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahbye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i gave you all i had but you threw it in the trash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;, then too bad !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- i won't be same, if we ever meet again -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-224294323179155209?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/224294323179155209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=224294323179155209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/224294323179155209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/224294323179155209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2010/12/found-suspected-culprit-for-my-rashes.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPxhpQ2CnqI/AAAAAAAABAA/bU_DjvvtWM4/s72-c/156884_1676284902468_1097823308_31840183_7112072_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-3687337980920536301</id><published>2010-12-05T15:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T15:43:54.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPs5eyscVJI/AAAAAAAAA-w/cdmfHlG-TpQ/s1600/your%2527s%2Btruly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPs5eyscVJI/AAAAAAAAA-w/cdmfHlG-TpQ/s320/your%2527s%2Btruly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547090567203935378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy b'dae ONG CHONG BOON (: though you can't see it.&lt;br /&gt;hope you like the cake we girls got for you.&lt;br /&gt;i like your expression ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my plan last night was to enjoy and not to think a single thing about the past.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, it failed.&lt;br /&gt;as i danced and drink, i missed you so &lt;s&gt;fcuking&lt;/s&gt; much that i cried.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to find you, but thing weren't in my control.&lt;br /&gt;don't know is you fb status talking about me, i guess it is, but forget it.&lt;br /&gt;no point of me explaining, you won't believe either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not mentioning those crying part, i enjoyed myself damn much last night !&lt;br /&gt;didn't dance for so long before, didn't dance till i sweat before.&lt;br /&gt;cool cool, i like ! :D&lt;br /&gt;got home only around 6plus am in the morning, daddy called.&lt;br /&gt;i understood, cause daddy was worried.&lt;br /&gt;guess, no more clubbing this month ?&lt;br /&gt;see how bahs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest,shower and work.&lt;br /&gt;yet another week starts tomorrow :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- easy come, easy go -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-3687337980920536301?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3687337980920536301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=3687337980920536301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/3687337980920536301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/3687337980920536301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-bdae-ong-chong-boon-though-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPs5eyscVJI/AAAAAAAAA-w/cdmfHlG-TpQ/s72-c/your%2527s%2Btruly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-6458381748391461580</id><published>2010-12-03T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T21:17:07.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPjqArMLoII/AAAAAAAAA-Y/SZLkCoHtVTk/s1600/thegal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPjqArMLoII/AAAAAAAAA-Y/SZLkCoHtVTk/s320/thegal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546440238421483650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是不在喜欢你，而是在找不到任何理由再去喜欢你，也找不到任何理由去相信你不会再伤害我.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rebel rebel ! tomorrow night (: i'm so looking forward to it (:&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to see panda's reaction after seeing the brownie cake we girls have got for him.&lt;br /&gt;will he be smiling widely? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a stay home friday night (:&lt;br /&gt;going to have my nice shower, dinner and sleep early. :D&lt;br /&gt;going to clean my room tomorrow morning before i head to work.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a good girl :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, kahbye.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so going to enjoy myself tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;too much stuffs in my heart, i want to dance it all off and wash it all off.&lt;br /&gt;i'll get over it soon enough, everything takes time.&lt;br /&gt;i believe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- nothing like you -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-6458381748391461580?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6458381748391461580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=6458381748391461580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6458381748391461580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/6458381748391461580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPjqArMLoII/AAAAAAAAA-Y/SZLkCoHtVTk/s72-c/thegal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-859383606885197015</id><published>2010-12-02T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T20:44:12.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPeR_LDwcAI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/HJUNjhsktw4/s1600/faithlovepeacehope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPeR_LDwcAI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/HJUNjhsktw4/s320/faithlovepeacehope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546061980616388610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm uber later for school today.&lt;br /&gt;went to school only @ 9plus am :P&lt;br /&gt;can't blame me ): i drained myself too much yesterday *excuses!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to school and my rashes acted again.&lt;br /&gt;itch non stop. i felt like peeling off my skin :/&lt;br /&gt;visiting a doctor tomorrow. another 20 odd bucks flying away ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm excited ! 2more days ((:&lt;br /&gt;its my panda's b'dae the day after.so, i'm planning to DIY a cake for him and bring it down on sat.&lt;br /&gt;i won't forget how nice he is to me,&lt;br /&gt;even though i always manages to make him angry, but after awhile he will still forgive me (:&lt;br /&gt;no matter i'm sad, happy, moody, he never fails to make me smile (:&lt;br /&gt;always giving me free entry even if he dislikes me to club so often.&lt;br /&gt;my panda is the BEST :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i know,as long as i have faith.&lt;br /&gt;daddy god will bring me love,peace &amp;amp; hope (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahbye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-  if you want to love someone, love then wholeheartedly, if not, don't even start! -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-859383606885197015?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/859383606885197015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=859383606885197015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/859383606885197015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/859383606885197015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-uber-later-for-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPeR_LDwcAI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/HJUNjhsktw4/s72-c/faithlovepeacehope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-7965144281352941496</id><published>2010-11-27T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T12:31:48.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPEFFwHh4_I/AAAAAAAAA9g/F-MEiRwsa-c/s1600/tumblr_l2gec7M0nX1qaxe0to1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPEFFwHh4_I/AAAAAAAAA9g/F-MEiRwsa-c/s320/tumblr_l2gec7M0nX1qaxe0to1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544218212643759090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i'm an endangered species type of girl '&lt;br /&gt;i'm proud to say this sentence above, don't judge me if you don't know the real me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last minute decision to party at zirca/rebel last night. a regretful decision i swear !&lt;br /&gt;no free entry as they are celeb their 2nd b'dae. &amp;amp; its fcuking crowded.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i'll never go to a club when there's an event again.&lt;br /&gt;i literally squeezed through the crowd ! imagine how tall most of the guys were?&lt;br /&gt;while me this tiny girl have to walk between them? damn !&lt;br /&gt;first &amp;amp; the last time i'm going for an event !&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; the most boring thing is, police raid ! spoil the mood !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights alrights, i shall go now.&lt;br /&gt;recently damn lots of things is making me fcuking vexed.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like clubbing once every single week now instead of once a month.&lt;br /&gt;i need some self control.&lt;br /&gt;i hate r/s problems.&lt;br /&gt;all i ever wanted was a guy, a faithful guy.&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter if he's rich, poor, handsome,ugly, what qualification level.&lt;br /&gt;just a faithful guy, that's enough. i never asked for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;daddy god, show me the way. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- i'm in a party mood. -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-7965144281352941496?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7965144281352941496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=7965144281352941496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7965144281352941496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7965144281352941496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-endangered-species-type-of-girl-im.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TPEFFwHh4_I/AAAAAAAAA9g/F-MEiRwsa-c/s72-c/tumblr_l2gec7M0nX1qaxe0to1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126006675217341130.post-7094962876957656934</id><published>2010-11-25T16:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T16:25:36.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TO4dGRn2keI/AAAAAAAAA9I/s8m2-AeRsRo/s1600/tumblr_lbunx01PlA1qajjdco1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TO4dGRn2keI/AAAAAAAAA9I/s8m2-AeRsRo/s320/tumblr_lbunx01PlA1qajjdco1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543400184986636770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know this time round whether i've made the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;but i just want to follow my heart.&lt;br /&gt;even if its the wrong choice, i guess &amp;amp; i hope i won't regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down with gastric flu, yet i'm out with yumi &amp;amp; lessy teh at cityhall's jeanyip.&lt;br /&gt;they came and let jeremy do their hair so i just tag along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babyboy still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;wondering if he will be able to wake up and meet me later.&lt;br /&gt;i miss him ): though i just met him in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;drinking session with babyboy next week. but guess, i'm not going to drink so much as i just recovered &amp;amp; he doesn't allows me to drink too much too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, shall blog next time.&lt;br /&gt;bio UT tml. fml ! i haven't study abit yet :/&lt;br /&gt;should go home and mug hard later !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- 16th nov'2010 , i hope i've made a wise decision -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126006675217341130-7094962876957656934?l=thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7094962876957656934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126006675217341130&amp;postID=7094962876957656934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7094962876957656934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126006675217341130/posts/default/7094962876957656934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegal-jasmine.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-dont-know-this-time-round-whether-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>-pReciiOuS teaRs-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07711433719040662621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/ScWoaEyPIjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wwp2ps5FCpg/S220/mii.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WqnIn2rZRrc/TO4dGRn2keI/AAAAAAAAA9I/s8m2-AeRsRo/s72-c/tumblr_lbunx01PlA1qajjdco1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
