<?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-8808966621625646949</id><updated>2011-11-28T07:50:02.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♫♪~JooJoo's Fantasy of Thoughts~♪♫</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-6620820592361281474</id><published>2010-06-08T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T00:57:02.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before i got my Iphone, i've always envied those who could blog as they go, put their thoughts down at the spur of the moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow, after i got my Iphone, i stopped blogging... I guessed I would attribute that to me being obsessed with my new phone and its amazing apps, I tweet instead and I'm a total addict to Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Well, its good now that no one notice this, which means no one's gonna laugh at my moronic spelling and grammatical errors! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all I'm so so glad, after rounds of emails and following up, Murdoch has finally changed my enrollment status to "COMPLETED". Which means I've graduated!!! The sweetest bf gave me a necklace as my graduation present, totally unexpected~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half a year, Its almost like a week to me! Damn I'm at my midyear crisis! or so it seems~&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm stuck each day, figuring out my next step, figuring out whats really important to me.. What I want, Do I really need those?&lt;br /&gt;One part of me is sooo eager to step out and explore my better future!, the other is afraid of losing what i have, the comfort zone~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choice is pretty obvious now! 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title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-8620594368513387912</id><published>2009-12-17T14:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T14:21:50.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mr tambourine man~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bvrlniDO5oo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bvrlniDO5oo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" 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man~'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-170134241684094483</id><published>2009-12-17T13:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T14:23:57.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/84bdBDDPSV8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/84bdBDDPSV8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;刺猬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;最后一抹的微笑&lt;br /&gt;在转身之后&lt;br /&gt;我闭上眼哭了&lt;br /&gt;仅存的一点点骄傲&lt;br /&gt;华丽的外表终于丢掉&lt;br /&gt;很彷徨很孤单&lt;br /&gt;是寂寞或悲惨&lt;br /&gt;一个人该怎么办&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;像是刺猬般防范&lt;br /&gt;伪装的勇敢&lt;br /&gt;不轻易让你看穿&lt;br /&gt;我以为可以很坦然&lt;br /&gt;面对分开时不觉得伤感&lt;br /&gt;然而将灯关上&lt;br /&gt;一片无 声黑暗&lt;br /&gt;心痛的大声呼喊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想我没那么坚强&lt;br /&gt;每个女孩其实一样&lt;br /&gt;渴望着爱情的好&lt;br /&gt;渴望被拥抱&lt;br /&gt;却都害怕爱让人受伤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;承认我没那么坚强&lt;br /&gt;不过是一而再的逞强&lt;br /&gt;小心将情绪收藏 比傻瓜还傻&lt;br /&gt;刺猬的坚强全都是假象 哭吧&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;不要爱上我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是不是我们都太冲动&lt;br /&gt;压抑不了寂寞&lt;br /&gt;这样的关系到底算什么&lt;br /&gt;我竟然会感动&lt;br /&gt;相信你会为爱往前冲&lt;br /&gt;而我没有把握&lt;br /&gt;暧昧的关系到底算什么&lt;br /&gt;好怕你爱上我&lt;br /&gt;怕你爱上我 不要爱上我&lt;br /&gt;我眼眶的泪 闪烁在美丽的黑夜&lt;br /&gt;我给的不多 请你原谅我的脆弱&lt;br /&gt;让你我 拥有自由&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-170134241684094483?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/170134241684094483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/170134241684094483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/170134241684094483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-497340736027558290</id><published>2009-12-10T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T19:57:26.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What am i good at?&lt;br /&gt;I'm good at getting others worried over me..&lt;br /&gt;For this life i do not treasure.&lt;br /&gt;shame&lt;br /&gt;remember the hard lesson learned&lt;br /&gt;from a short lived enjoyment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-497340736027558290?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-2337527865331179950</id><published>2009-12-08T17:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T17:46:36.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ALWAYS loved christmas~&lt;br /&gt;I still do..&lt;br /&gt;Never got bored listening to all the carols!!&lt;br /&gt;But this year..&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda dreading it~&lt;br /&gt;simply to say!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going hiding!&lt;br /&gt;No presents for you all!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-2337527865331179950?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/2337527865331179950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A toast to Kooshi's soft opening at Mandaring Gallery (03-25)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hectic schedule coming ahead, work and school and exams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wish me best of health and sales~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheers~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-6512962352204990835?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/6512962352204990835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/11/toast-to-kooshis-soft-opening-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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you&lt;br /&gt;thank you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SwWO_ZqukrI/AAAAAAAAASE/pClHUXiviMs/s1600/U+r+not+alone,+with+eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SwWO_ZqukrI/AAAAAAAAASE/pClHUXiviMs/s320/U+r+not+alone,+with+eyes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405884147601150642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lego loves~ Go pledge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little thoughts and actions that made you feel appreciated,&lt;br /&gt;that you'll never regret showering them with loves~&lt;br /&gt;thank you Besties &amp;amp; Lao Pos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-7191351768576001246?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/7191351768576001246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/11/case-has-closed-so-stop-assuming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/7191351768576001246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/7191351768576001246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/11/case-has-closed-so-stop-assuming.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SwWO_ZqukrI/AAAAAAAAASE/pClHUXiviMs/s72-c/U+r+not+alone,+with+eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-617821668325129117</id><published>2009-11-15T00:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T01:01:09.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life... Is full of unexpected choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is full of surprises..&lt;br /&gt;We never knew&lt;br /&gt;But we are aware...&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent, humorous, gentle, kind and charming&lt;br /&gt;there's more to it&lt;br /&gt;but i shan't go further&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Rush the next moving train and head to an unknown land with whole new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;Or wait for a jet that takes you anywhere you want.&lt;br /&gt;You can't have it all&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the walk continues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sv7iDv-MDPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/JUdy48MI6Zs/s1600-h/_memories_by_anai_lil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sv7iDv-MDPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/JUdy48MI6Zs/s320/_memories_by_anai_lil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404005156935961842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy birthday to the lady that always makes my day&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to Lego: "You are not alone~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-617821668325129117?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/617821668325129117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/11/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/617821668325129117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/617821668325129117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/11/life.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sv7iDv-MDPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/JUdy48MI6Zs/s72-c/_memories_by_anai_lil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-5711672237342876350</id><published>2009-11-10T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:33:58.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need some brainwashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-5711672237342876350?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/5711672237342876350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-need-some-brainwashing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/5711672237342876350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/5711672237342876350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-need-some-brainwashing.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-3922193724635738782</id><published>2009-11-06T00:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T00:40:50.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its been a while since i laugh so hysterically and uncontrollably~&lt;br /&gt;and i enjoyed it~&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly realise yesterday was our last presentation together~&lt;br /&gt;And i'm missing US already.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;We're a small group, but warm. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Happy flight mummy, I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hy! Heverybodys~ How to hyu do?&lt;br /&gt;Hactuary, Hi don't like to bitch hor~&lt;br /&gt;Hts just my self defense mechanism~ my halter hego...&lt;br /&gt;Hi know, hts not a good hexcuse stiuu~&lt;br /&gt;but neh minds, hwe happy can riao~&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SvL_vY6qQsI/AAAAAAAAAR0/rySoshH71aQ/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081031_30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SvL_vY6qQsI/AAAAAAAAAR0/rySoshH71aQ/s320/Snapshot_20081031_30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400660092778070722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-3922193724635738782?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/3922193724635738782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-while-since-i-laugh-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3922193724635738782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3922193724635738782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-while-since-i-laugh-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SvL_vY6qQsI/AAAAAAAAAR0/rySoshH71aQ/s72-c/Snapshot_20081031_30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-6707490240595050102</id><published>2009-11-05T01:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T16:31:15.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Presentations finally over!&lt;br /&gt;Finally get to sleep well for a night.&lt;br /&gt;Shall go full force again tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Mum's flying to china tomorrow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interviewed a young girl 18ish, married with a 1 month old baby today.&lt;br /&gt;First she came in looking really blur, answered my questions.. still blur, inexperience..couldn't speak English.&lt;br /&gt;After she left, she text me.. here's our text correspondence...&lt;br /&gt;N: "hey babe, nice knowing you today!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nice knowing you too, I'll update you should you be selected.&lt;br /&gt;N: I think i dun stand much chance to get in.&lt;br /&gt;me: not to worry, if you're not selected i'll forward your resume to a friend from the agencies.&lt;br /&gt;N: I really think i won't get in. But i realli need the job.&lt;br /&gt;after a while...&lt;br /&gt;N: I think ur vry sweet, and cute.. your face..envy...&lt;br /&gt;after a few hours...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thanks, i'll inform you the updates again =)&lt;br /&gt;N: I look ugly... haiz (she actually looks cute lar! like a little baby sister)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Be confident girl, you're sweet and good looking.&lt;br /&gt;N: Can we be friends? haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm... faced with a situation like this.. when you've gotta maintain a professional front and yet you'll really wanna help her.. how should you reply? Without giving her any false hope that you'll be hiring her? I'm skeptical of her intentions.&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost.. any advice? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-6707490240595050102?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/6707490240595050102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/11/presentations-finally-over-finally-get.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6707490240595050102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6707490240595050102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/11/presentations-finally-over-finally-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-6705089948230696931</id><published>2009-10-29T00:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T02:42:52.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; On my way back home, I was approach with an aunty wearing PJs, holding two ten cents coins in her palms. I was listening to my mp3 therefore couldn't hear her clearly. I briefly heard her mentioned in chinese " ...twenty cents coins... make phone calls...". So i told her to wait while i started digging twenty cents for her. Only when I handed my twenty cents to her that she explained she wanted to borrow my phone and in exchange she'll pay me twenty cents. I hestitated and questioned her about why she didn't want to use a public pay phone instead, which was only a short distance away. She replied me with another question "whether i know if those phones accept coins or are card operated". Of course i didn't know.. and i pondered for a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I was trying to digest my thoughts while digging out my phone meanwhile. In a distance, another lady whose was probably watching us for some time called out to her and offered her phone free. She insisted the aunty to keep her coins. But of course, i smiled and walk off. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wondered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We're nurtured in an environment constantly reminded to be wary of strangers. Often, we hear too much stories of con-men/women, too much pessimism. That we are too occupied with protectionist thoughts. We fail to discern the goodwill and innocence of people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Of course i'm ashamed for my hesitation to bring out my phone.. becuase i was just holding on to it!.. before i dropped it bag into my bag to take out that twenty cents coin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On second thoughts.. its just human nature aint it? haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My boss said to me today :" Jo, don't be disheartened when people bully you. Its a learning curve.." I thank god for her.. she's always there to pick up the mess i created...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I replied :" 我知道，所以就难过一下下，就一下下而已！！" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6XAGak9FBj4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6XAGak9FBj4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;最近爱上这首歌。。。 听得见的梦想。。 分享给大家&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;星星安靜閃著光亮 哼唱天使般的樂章&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;山風溫暖起伏胸膛 撐起你沉默的盼望&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;摀住耳朵手貼在心上&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;閉上雙眼能看見遠方&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;從來沒有害怕 你和我都一樣&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;沒有到不了的地方&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;最溫暖的寶藏透過專注的眼光 聽見夢想&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;最真實的力量&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;藏在無聲的天堂 聽見希望&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;微笑就是愛的橋樑 過程中的傷都珍藏&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;或許路途比較漫長 看到你驕傲的抵達&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;摀住耳朵手舉向天上&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;用心接收歡呼的聲譽&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;汗水就是徽章 發出耀眼光芒&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;照亮你奔馳的地方&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;最溫暖的寶藏 透過專注的眼光 聽見夢想&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;最真實的力量 藏在無聲的天堂 聽見希望&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway!~ I'm so excited! Borrowing Weiming's D40 tml~ hee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Photography is fun!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397722612186873682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SuiQHg99_1I/AAAAAAAAARc/iP_QACvyx1g/s400/jojpeg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You think it is, it is not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perception is deceiving~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Photos by Daniel Ho Ho Ho Ho~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna be needing morning calls for the few coming weeks.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes you can guess it~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-6705089948230696931?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/6705089948230696931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-my-way-back-home-i-was-confronted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6705089948230696931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6705089948230696931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-my-way-back-home-i-was-confronted.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SuiQHg99_1I/AAAAAAAAARc/iP_QACvyx1g/s72-c/jojpeg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-7789713802788808613</id><published>2009-10-24T00:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T01:10:19.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a random thought~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This i said to myself~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll marry a man that buys me a mini cooper..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I eventually buy one of my own, then i shall marry myself!! sob~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll date a guy that buys me a prosumer camera, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;otherwise, its just me and my cammie~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is shallow i know~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Not a post for deep thoughts anyway~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395831353543345026" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SuHYBxfdw4I/AAAAAAAAARM/je00fH5Gtuo/s320/My_old_memories__by_6Artificial6.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Went window shopping for camera just the other day~ Asked the uncle if he could recommend me some good semi-pro cameras and the neighboring customer turned around and said " You look like a professional man~!" I'm flattered, for a moment my heart just fluttered~ wo0o0oOo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The sweetest gift my ex-boyfriend gave was to buy me a blue guitar when i least expected it. He sat me down at an open grass patch nicely laid with table cloth and my fav drink and then started his usual strut of strum and sing~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These are afterall fond memories to be kept~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Did a mega retail therapy today! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Guess i have been supressing my self too much that i had a sudden surge or spenthrift!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's the most beneficial thing to be working in a retail line! You get to purchase on your own line of quality fabrics at super discounts! Live like an "atas"! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Still, nothing beats my Aldo 3 mins shoe shopping record!!~ ( I think my 3 month old shoe is spoiling) and I bought 2 pairs of heels today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh oh!! and !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*tick tock tick tock~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I betta go back to assignmening~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-7789713802788808613?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/7789713802788808613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-random-thought-this-i-said-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/7789713802788808613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/7789713802788808613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-random-thought-this-i-said-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SuHYBxfdw4I/AAAAAAAAARM/je00fH5Gtuo/s72-c/My_old_memories__by_6Artificial6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-2573536910331828385</id><published>2009-10-20T00:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T01:05:03.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/StyWJHI6QjI/AAAAAAAAARE/EFH8Ol2FojU/s1600-h/500DaysOfSummer_000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394351536962421298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/StyWJHI6QjI/AAAAAAAAARE/EFH8Ol2FojU/s320/500DaysOfSummer_000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope i'm not too late, but darn.. i should have watched it earlier. I'm so glad i watched this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess you must be able to relate to understand and appreciate this movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE IT...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its beautiful~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The pictures, the motion and the little little details of fast and slow to potray each emotions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The part where the whole world seems to dance with you when you're happy, or whatever that you see is disgusting when your life tears apart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perfect soundtrack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes its not because you don't believe in love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its because you don't know what you are pursuing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone who's so nonchalant about love, may just have not met the right one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well i'm not good with words.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perhaps this song could express it~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XMCUg1J8nuI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XMCUg1J8nuI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You could be my unintended&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Choice to live my life extended&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You could be the one I'll always love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You could be the one who listens To my deepest inquisitions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You could be the one I'll always love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be there as soon as I can&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I'm busy mending broken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pieces of the life I had before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First there was the one who challenged&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All my dreams and all my balance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She could never be as good as you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ou could be my unintended&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Choice to live my life extended&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You could be the one I'll always love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be there as soon as I can&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I'm busy mending broken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pieces of the life I had before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be there as soon as I can&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I'm busy mending brokenPieces of the life I had before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This time, the movie displays the emotional turmoils from a total guys point of view. I like that! So don't you say tt chick flicks are meant for women losers!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;YES!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm gonna search for the soundtracks now!! before my boiling passion dies off soon~ haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lena was so right when she described how i always like perfect and beautiful pictures that are always so colourful, full of fantasy, or artistic and nostalgic. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She described me as someone who'll take a picture of a sea.. and then photoshopped it with clouds of different shapes and sizes, clear blue sky, and add little details of corals into the sea. And when i got so tired trying to add in the details cos it doesn't look right. I'll just save it and give up! haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;True true.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-2573536910331828385?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/2573536910331828385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/10/hope-im-not-too-late-but-darn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/2573536910331828385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/2573536910331828385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/10/hope-im-not-too-late-but-darn.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/StyWJHI6QjI/AAAAAAAAARE/EFH8Ol2FojU/s72-c/500DaysOfSummer_000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-6670475637558032957</id><published>2009-10-15T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:07:53.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we realize situations have shown a different light,&lt;br /&gt;We may lose our confidence, feel demoralized.&lt;br /&gt;We all do.&lt;br /&gt;Thats when we trust that we'll find the courage to work even harder,&lt;br /&gt;Make tomorrow a better day,&lt;br /&gt;If tomorrow isn't,&lt;br /&gt;the day after will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, when we're alone in our room,&lt;br /&gt;we can look around our surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;Our room tells a story~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="gmail_quote"&gt;The ceiling said: Aim high. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="gmail_quote"&gt;Fan said: Be cool. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="gmail_quote"&gt;Clock said: Every minute is precious. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="gmail_quote"&gt;Mirror said: Reflect before you act. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="gmail_quote"&gt;Window said: See the world and open up. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="gmail_quote"&gt;Door said: opportunities are out there. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="gmail_quote"&gt;Calender said:Ur getting older(wiser maybe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else can you think of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed said: Join me~ to a world of dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Luring~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Stc6bUDfc3I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/qzKF0Vz6PDI/s1600-h/__Sleep_Tight___by_Bntuae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Stc6bUDfc3I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/qzKF0Vz6PDI/s320/__Sleep_Tight___by_Bntuae.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392843319713690482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-6670475637558032957?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/6670475637558032957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-we-realize-situations-have-shown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6670475637558032957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6670475637558032957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-we-realize-situations-have-shown.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Stc6bUDfc3I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/qzKF0Vz6PDI/s72-c/__Sleep_Tight___by_Bntuae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-3439917844722721728</id><published>2009-10-15T01:03:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:28:43.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Teens/tweens nowadays are far more knowledgeable than us.&lt;br /&gt;They reminded me of how much I've missed out during my younger days though~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the last episode of PS: I'm sorry - featuring Diana Ser.&lt;br /&gt;I was embraced with the thought of wanting to write to them again.&lt;br /&gt;How badly i wanted to tell them I'm sorry, for not contacting them, for not having the time and the financial ability to fly over, to see how they have been living. Sounds like a drama already, I don't have the courage~ haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly importantly as well, to mum and dad, I'm sorry for the nastiest things I said when I was little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a little moment of nostalgia~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My playmates~&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/StYLodhqYrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/8rVkI0EV2qE/s1600-h/jo+small+softtoys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392510393571238578" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 229px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/StYLodhqYrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/8rVkI0EV2qE/s320/jo+small+softtoys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started playing Rubik's at the age of 3.5!! But I'll never master it! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/StYMt5dFzFI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/eDnOG70BHsY/s1600-h/jo+small+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392511586479230034" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 376px; cursor: pointer; height: 530px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/StYMt5dFzFI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/eDnOG70BHsY/s400/jo+small+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My exhausting day ended with a warm, looong shower~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(But these kids will never know how they'll look like in film photographs~ tsk tsk)&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams for now ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-3439917844722721728?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/3439917844722721728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/10/tweens-nowadays-are-far-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3439917844722721728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3439917844722721728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/10/tweens-nowadays-are-far-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/StYLodhqYrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/8rVkI0EV2qE/s72-c/jo+small+softtoys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-4350328661335901097</id><published>2009-09-30T18:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T18:59:21.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm an emotional optimist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like the moon, everyday's a different mood~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I laugh at the essentric and silliest things i've done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I hate myself for my dumbest stunts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I feel beautiful and confident&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I feel ugly and disgusted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I feel like a total slut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I just love to bitch~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I'm so ignorant and blurr, i didn't know what i'm doing~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I just wish the whole world had ignored me (the opposite)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I feel terrifly lonely and empty and I couldn't stop eating...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I would jump around in Joy, Hysterical!, laughing at all the slightest joke~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is me, I love how my life is filled with surprises. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel , Contented. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In addition, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday I had a huge bowl of yoghurt + popcorn + coffee bean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bad mix...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Therefore, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, I feel.. HUNGRY~ (you could guessed what happened~)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a side note, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wonder if unmarried women tend to get more insecure as they age. I merely sat in his car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And oh you aFFing knew your boyfren is a jerk anyway. Why that hostility babe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS: Dear Jo, If there's one of your nostalgia moments when you decided to read this again 10 years later, remember NEVER to become one as such mentioned~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387211926855538818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SsM4tG342II/AAAAAAAAAQc/cxpSeMQfhZc/s320/9425_137029709071_502214071_2757035_948220_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-4350328661335901097?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-3411154259163333339?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/3411154259163333339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/09/kuku-ness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3411154259163333339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3411154259163333339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/09/kuku-ness.html' title='kuku-ness'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-3662776559940973203</id><published>2009-09-06T19:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T11:14:06.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coco, have you seen my Coco?~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SqOcMPMSorI/AAAAAAAAAP4/s-5gPXNiZUE/s1600-h/coco-avant-chanel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378314114060952242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SqOcMPMSorI/AAAAAAAAAP4/s-5gPXNiZUE/s320/coco-avant-chanel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabrielle "Coco" Chanel is a really inspiring figure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone who's not afraid to be different, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speaks for herself, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Relies on herself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Created a revolution. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;side track abit~ One of the quotes she mentioned, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"the best thing about falling in love is sex, too bad we need a man to do that!" haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-3662776559940973203?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/3662776559940973203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-7314418433789589207</id><published>2009-08-26T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T13:08:52.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The results of my last assignment are out,&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm losing hope in passing...&lt;br /&gt;oh wells,&lt;br /&gt;Why are matters of the brain so difficult to understand!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a draining week for me...&lt;br /&gt;I'm pinning hopes that moving back to river valley might turn out for the better&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Bali Lane~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I envy the full-time students~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note,&lt;br /&gt;I've managed to clear the clutters in my room and rearranged the layout&lt;br /&gt;So!&lt;br /&gt;hopefully this new "Feng Shui" might bring me better luck!&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;clear that "clutter" in my brain too~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people are desperate, they believe everything! duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-7314418433789589207?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/7314418433789589207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/08/results-of-my-last-assignment-are-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/7314418433789589207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/7314418433789589207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/08/results-of-my-last-assignment-are-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-6191126904085867878</id><published>2009-08-24T02:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T03:07:50.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YqcN0nduuBM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YqcN0nduuBM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tanya's new song. She wrote this song while she was enjoying her coffee in Paris and she chance upon this beautiful scene of a guy who hug and carried his girlfriend in circles. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The song mentioned: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;地球上住著很多人，有些人我們認識，有些人我們不認識，『有幾個共同朋友』 『要不要加為好友』熟悉了，親密了，然後，等到愛情終結了，雙方又將回到..陌生的初始狀態。如果就像六 度分隔理論說的，「我與世界上任何一個陌生人的中間距離不會超過六個人!」真的是這樣嗎?穿梭在人群中的你 我 他，沒有人能預知，我們明天 還會遇見 誰。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;No one knows what the future hold. Don't be afraid to look forward, because the next one will be better. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;蔡健雅 - 谁&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;现在的我 还是对爱充满疑惑&lt;br /&gt;没对或错 还不想给什么承诺&lt;br /&gt;保持沉默独自走过 空虚和寂寞它们陪伴着我&lt;br /&gt;装作洒脱其实很懦弱&lt;br /&gt;有太多的借口终究没有结果&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;谁让我感觉他最了解我&lt;br /&gt;眼神交错话都不用说&lt;br /&gt;就抱紧我让我感受他多爱我&lt;br /&gt;谁让我感觉不需要再躲&lt;br /&gt;过去心痛从此被淹没&lt;br /&gt;就抱紧我让我感受&lt;br /&gt;让我感受他多爱我&lt;br /&gt;让我相信他是爱～爱我的&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;未来的我 一个人过也算不错&lt;br /&gt;冰冷的手 插入口袋也算暖和&lt;br /&gt;日出日落都差不多 若有谁陪我那一定更好过&lt;br /&gt;天空为我一直闪烁着&lt;br /&gt;用太多的借口我在拒绝什么&lt;br /&gt;谁让我感觉他最了解我&lt;br /&gt;眼神交错话都不用说&lt;br /&gt;就抱紧我让我感受他多爱我&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;谁让我感觉不需要再躲&lt;br /&gt;过去心痛从此被淹没&lt;br /&gt;就抱紧我让我感受&lt;br /&gt;让我感受他多爱我&lt;br /&gt;让我相信他是爱～爱我的&lt;br /&gt;谁让我感觉他最了解我&lt;br /&gt;眼神交错话都不用说&lt;br /&gt;就抱紧我让我感受他多爱我&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;谁让我感觉不需要再躲&lt;br /&gt;过去心痛从此被淹没&lt;br /&gt;就抱紧我让我感受&lt;br /&gt;让我感受他多爱我&lt;br /&gt;让我相信他是爱～爱我的&lt;br /&gt;让我相信他是爱&lt;br /&gt;让我相信他是爱～爱我的&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;未来的我 一个人过也算不错&lt;br /&gt;冰冷的手 插入口袋也算暖和&lt;br /&gt;日出日落都差不多 若有谁陪我那一定更好过&lt;br /&gt;天空为我一直闪烁着&lt;br /&gt;用太多的借口我在拒绝什么Q&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-6191126904085867878?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/6191126904085867878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/08/tanyas-new-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6191126904085867878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6191126904085867878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/08/tanyas-new-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-8215687326202939526</id><published>2009-08-21T01:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T02:38:14.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last paper today, and very high possibility i might fail this module yet again.. sob.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cognitively jammed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poor darling lost her laptop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll curse that that bloody fucker who took her laptop away gets tickled by playful friends who'll be joining us for a month, tripped by 'em kids, fall and break his front tooth! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and start feeling guilty and paranoid for his sins~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Toothless ah pek!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha! Omph~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-8215687326202939526?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/8215687326202939526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-paper-today-and-very-high.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/8215687326202939526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/8215687326202939526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-paper-today-and-very-high.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-8705788714920074000</id><published>2009-08-19T02:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T03:10:04.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clumsy Jojo had a fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a usual routine, i'll switch on and off the light box outside my shop everyday.&lt;br /&gt;The switch is quite high, so to do that, i'll have to borrow my neighbour's chair.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't have much support, just planes of panels. Those that you see in smoking areas outside fastfood.&lt;br /&gt;So, i had to rush for class last friday afterwork.&lt;br /&gt;As usual i climbed up the chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something which i seemed to have instinctively sensed but casually ignored happened!&lt;br /&gt;The chair gave way,&lt;br /&gt;the panel broke and my leg went right through in!&lt;br /&gt;It was really loud so the diners were perpetually staring at me.. booboo&lt;br /&gt;That isn't the most embarrassing part!&lt;br /&gt;My legs got stucked and i only realized that when i tried to move. Ugh~&lt;br /&gt;So therefore i proudly announced myself too heavy with fat legs!&lt;br /&gt;Of course i was only joking~&lt;br /&gt;I was wearing a skirt, which i wasn't even worried to think whether i "zao kenged" at that point of time!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sor4iwYW10I/AAAAAAAAAPw/hDBFzXjIXOE/s1600-h/swollen+leg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sor4iwYW10I/AAAAAAAAAPw/hDBFzXjIXOE/s320/swollen+leg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371378781579040578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The swell has subsided, but i guess i can't wear shorts or skirts for quite some time now.&lt;br /&gt;Phobic of climbing chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clumsy jojo tried to climb tall, clumsy jojo had a &lt;/span&gt;great fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-8705788714920074000?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/8705788714920074000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/08/clumsy-jojo-had-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/8705788714920074000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/8705788714920074000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/08/clumsy-jojo-had-fall.html' title='Clumsy Jojo had a fall'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sor4iwYW10I/AAAAAAAAAPw/hDBFzXjIXOE/s72-c/swollen+leg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-6556739180147514655</id><published>2009-08-19T01:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T13:51:13.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven's sneeze</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the past few days, i've been watching the weather forecast, looking forward to an icon with a grey cloud and little blue dots just below that cloud.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was suppose to rain but i don't seem to feel/see/sense any signs of leak from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply just love the rain.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sorvh56pkSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/6g2LccpYMj4/s1600-h/Rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sorvh56pkSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/6g2LccpYMj4/s320/Rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371368871354274082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've always have this special ability, to wash away stains of unhappiness, or bring subtle messages of joy. Itzamazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could dance in the rain, feel the droplets with the help of gravity massages. That way i might fall sick!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sor1M4Wh2EI/AAAAAAAAAPo/lvCDYvhsPgo/s1600-h/rain_dance_by_curlytops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sor1M4Wh2EI/AAAAAAAAAPo/lvCDYvhsPgo/s320/rain_dance_by_curlytops.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371375107226851394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can adopt the use of a transparent umbrella, follow the rhythm of beats on my umbrella, tataa tatataa~ I'll look up and admire these droplets falling down straight to my face~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sor07xcjNrI/AAAAAAAAAPY/lDYkvQb3wIM/s1600-h/Raindrops_on_an_umbrella_by_Georgina92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sor07xcjNrI/AAAAAAAAAPY/lDYkvQb3wIM/s320/Raindrops_on_an_umbrella_by_Georgina92.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371374813315282610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can sit by the window sill, watch these beautiful eyelets trickle down my window each taking different paths, different speed, some meeting up with other droplets to form even bigger ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sorviq5AQvI/AAAAAAAAAOo/cgpuOeQLcFs/s1600-h/Rain_by_Buble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sorviq5AQvI/AAAAAAAAAOo/cgpuOeQLcFs/s320/Rain_by_Buble.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371368884500710130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could also sit in my car, watch the wiper swipe them all to the side and stream down just like little rivers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SorxGrW1YNI/AAAAAAAAAO4/X5FoXBgXazE/s1600-h/Rain_Drops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SorxGrW1YNI/AAAAAAAAAO4/X5FoXBgXazE/s320/Rain_Drops.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371370602612744402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, the sky is red, sometimes purple in its most romantic way&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SorxHKEZmkI/AAAAAAAAAPA/9eXjO1oyOsI/s1600-h/Rain_At_Sunset_by_Hitomii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SorxHKEZmkI/AAAAAAAAAPA/9eXjO1oyOsI/s320/Rain_At_Sunset_by_Hitomii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371370610856925762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my windows are closed, the wind sings!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sor08TVdBuI/AAAAAAAAAPg/X61qRv8buR4/s1600-h/wind_and_window_4_by_aykanozener.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sor08TVdBuI/AAAAAAAAAPg/X61qRv8buR4/s320/wind_and_window_4_by_aykanozener.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371374822412322530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the day, vibrant rainbow(s) welcome the sun after a pour, bringing the best smiles of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SorxHbym6AI/AAAAAAAAAPI/kPn7Q7DMUSc/s1600-h/After_the_Rain_2_by_sh0Rai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SorxHbym6AI/AAAAAAAAAPI/kPn7Q7DMUSc/s320/After_the_Rain_2_by_sh0Rai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371370615614138370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't nature beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;I hope it rains soon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SoryIP0iC0I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/zvGu9J6Y9ss/s1600-h/rain__rain__come_again_by_burntsock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SoryIP0iC0I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/zvGu9J6Y9ss/s320/rain__rain__come_again_by_burntsock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371371729092479810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-6556739180147514655?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/6556739180147514655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/08/heavens-sneeze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6556739180147514655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6556739180147514655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/08/heavens-sneeze.html' title='Heaven&apos;s sneeze'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sorvh56pkSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/6g2LccpYMj4/s72-c/Rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-563702947759383376</id><published>2009-07-25T16:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T16:05:17.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna watch 4.48 psychosis tml~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-563702947759383376?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/563702947759383376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/weee-im-gonna-watch-4.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/563702947759383376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/563702947759383376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/weee-im-gonna-watch-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-229658732202668744</id><published>2009-07-24T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T02:10:18.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so fickle minded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm always contradicting myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One moment i made up my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;another, i behaved against my decision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've no self discipline, no self control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mum's scheduled flight to Surubaya this morning got delayed, twice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and she's still stuck in the airport&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I only knew an hour ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm such an unfilial daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna watch 4.48 psychosis, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its closing soon and i've no one to watch with!&lt;br /&gt;and no time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a nobody, to nobody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Think i'm turning psycho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How~!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its getting disturbing looking at an empty tagboard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i took it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'M NOT HARPPEEEEE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EEEAAARRRH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall dwell in my own fantasy of thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good night world~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Yawns*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-229658732202668744?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/229658732202668744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/229658732202668744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/229658732202668744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='~'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-917102380809968197</id><published>2009-07-24T02:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T02:56:19.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keep fit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Found a new spot to study~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Signed up with true fitness~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yoga here i come!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keep fit all the way! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YEAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-917102380809968197?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/917102380809968197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/keep-fit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/917102380809968197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/917102380809968197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/keep-fit.html' title='keep fit!'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-2761813096055345343</id><published>2009-07-23T17:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T16:06:08.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate people with desperate measures..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Received a call this afternoon by some strange Malay man who claimed to have found a cheque that my colleague had dropped for me at Takashimaya.&lt;br /&gt;I was taken aback at first, then i remembered... My pay cheque!!! Must have dropped out of the DBS QCD box!&lt;br /&gt;Thats where he got my contact details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he went on to say that he's gotten hold of my cheque from the &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"Rubbish Bin" &lt;/span&gt;(Do our QCDb box look like rubbish bin to you?) and will be waiting for me at Takashimaya. He further hinted that he wanted something out of it :&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;" You see ah, you help me, i help you la~, I got a family to take care also.. I need money.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats when i started to raise my voice at this bloody fool, questioning him the details on the cheque. Yet all he could read were the numbers - &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"I malay la.. i don't know how to read.. got this number XXXXXX and this number XXX-XXX-XXX... you see la, what do you want to do?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a very "nice" tone, i continued :" What?! What you mean you don't know how to read?! you don't bluff ah!?, you give me your name! and your handphone number! I call you back.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly enough, he gave me his number and name with another malay lady in the background instigating him &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(His accomplice!!)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly called my colleague to cancel the cheque and re-issue me with a new one. (Stopping a cheque requires freaking $30/-!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes later ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone rings :&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;" How mam, what you want to do?"&lt;/span&gt; Still trying to sound polite to me..&lt;br /&gt;I told him he can fucking throw away the cheque or do whatever he wants 'cos its crossed and he ain't gonna do nothing 'cos I've cancelled the cheque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"Then you don't want the cheque already ah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes do whatever you want, I've cancelled the cheque"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"Then you tell me earlier la, you wasting my time la!!!!"&lt;/span&gt; and HE HUNG UP MY CALL!...&lt;br /&gt;WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, He has my name, my account no, company info and my hp number.. I made a report...&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if its some poor old un-educated lady's cheque that he picked up.. i can't imagine what would have happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody immigrants (I assumed), used our resources, breathe our air, eat our food, get our pay, and create crimes in our land!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-2761813096055345343?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/2761813096055345343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/desperate-people-with-desperate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/2761813096055345343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/2761813096055345343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/desperate-people-with-desperate.html' title='Desperate people with desperate measures..'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-3023186607097054165</id><published>2009-07-23T01:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T02:58:10.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To die or to live?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To make money, we lose our health&lt;br /&gt;and then to restore our health, we lose our money..&lt;br /&gt;We lived as if we're never gonna die..&lt;br /&gt;and then we die as if we've never lived...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-3023186607097054165?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/3023186607097054165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-die-or-to-live.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3023186607097054165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3023186607097054165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-die-or-to-live.html' title='To die or to live?'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-4995447411333020436</id><published>2009-07-15T02:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T22:17:28.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keep on moving, keep climbing, keep the faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O61ekg9MZT0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O61ekg9MZT0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;I can almost see it&lt;br /&gt;That dream I'm dreaming but&lt;br /&gt;There's a voice inside my head sayin,&lt;br /&gt;You'll never reach it,&lt;br /&gt;Every step I'm taking,&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make feels&lt;br /&gt;Lost with no direction&lt;br /&gt;My faith is shaking but I&lt;br /&gt;Got to keep trying&lt;br /&gt;Got to keep my head held high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna want to make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always going to be an up-hill battle,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The struggles I'm facing,&lt;br /&gt;The chances I'm taking&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they knock me down but&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not breaking&lt;br /&gt;I may not know it&lt;br /&gt;But these are the moments that&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to remember most yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just got to keep going&lt;br /&gt;And I,&lt;br /&gt;I got to be strong&lt;br /&gt;Just keep pushing on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna want to make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always going to be an up-hill battle,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna want to make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always going to be an uphill battle,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm going to have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on moving&lt;br /&gt;Keep climbing&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith baby&lt;br /&gt;It's all about&lt;br /&gt;It's all about&lt;br /&gt;The climb&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith&lt;br /&gt;Keep your faith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-4995447411333020436?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/4995447411333020436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/keep-on-moving-keep-climbing-keep-faith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/4995447411333020436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/4995447411333020436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/keep-on-moving-keep-climbing-keep-faith.html' title='keep on moving, keep climbing, keep the faith'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-6247670257684460221</id><published>2009-07-13T11:39:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T01:43:41.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3HALeNkHtuo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3HALeNkHtuo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guitarist is cute~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/11d2CR8HjYs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/11d2CR8HjYs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LURVEEE HER~&lt;br /&gt;and sorry for spamming, the lyrics are just so... ughhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q24dAp6YT3Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q24dAp6YT3Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-6247670257684460221?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/6247670257684460221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/lurveee-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6247670257684460221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6247670257684460221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/lurveee-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-261321547934807375</id><published>2009-07-13T01:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T02:16:38.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh you boring flower~</title><content type='html'>I've a whole list of uncountable things i wanna accomplish in life!&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know when will that day ever come!&lt;br /&gt;looking at how i've lived and grew up~&lt;br /&gt;ah... it just seems further and further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- bungy jumping&lt;br /&gt;- sky diving&lt;br /&gt;- scuba diving&lt;br /&gt;- parachuting&lt;br /&gt;- whatever sea sports you can think of&lt;br /&gt;- go yatching&lt;br /&gt;- learn cycling (greatest regrets)&lt;br /&gt;- learn salsa&lt;br /&gt;- learn yoga&lt;br /&gt;- learn photography&lt;br /&gt;- learn singing&lt;br /&gt;- master my uke ( i gave up on guitar and keyboard)&lt;br /&gt;- speak korean, japanese, cantonese, bahasa indonesia and french&lt;br /&gt;- acting (way pass that now, never accomplished)&lt;br /&gt;- set up my own business&lt;br /&gt;- complete my masters (i've yet to complete my degree)&lt;br /&gt;- drive my own mini cabrio&lt;br /&gt;- buy a husky or a king charles spaniel&lt;br /&gt;- travel to at least 50 countries&lt;br /&gt;- live in my own home with a wonderful sea view and beautiful balcony just below the sky&lt;br /&gt;- be a multi-millionaire and a tai tai of my own!&lt;br /&gt;- spend like i don't bother while i'm young!&lt;br /&gt;- eat like i don't have to look at the price!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh!&lt;br /&gt;am i too greedy?&lt;br /&gt;Now i feel terribly poor and boring and unaccomplished...&lt;br /&gt;What have i been working for?&lt;br /&gt;i could self-claim that i've got looks that are above average, and a slightly smarter brain and a slightly higher EQ. But thats all that i've got!&lt;br /&gt;And to think that age is catching up! I'm looking more mature than i should.. that sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Slolg3W3TwI/AAAAAAAAAMI/5tffAjZ3yys/s1600-h/High_Aspirations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Slolg3W3TwI/AAAAAAAAAMI/5tffAjZ3yys/s320/High_Aspirations.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357635953256517378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've a few options.&lt;br /&gt;1) find a retired and rich old man (probably an ex ceo of something), marry him and wait for him to die.&lt;br /&gt;2) find an established and accomplished rich man, marry him and then find an excuse to divorce him..&lt;br /&gt;3) stop dreaming, save up and live like any poor dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does that sound? Boohoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-261321547934807375?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/261321547934807375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/261321547934807375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/261321547934807375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/dreams.html' title='oh you boring flower~'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Slolg3W3TwI/AAAAAAAAAMI/5tffAjZ3yys/s72-c/High_Aspirations.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-3798961406353088004</id><published>2009-07-11T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:44:11.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling all cheery and sexy this summer~?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="352" height="262" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/1199838958962" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/1199838958962" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="352" height="262"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-3798961406353088004?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/3798961406353088004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/feeling-all-cheery-and-sexy-this-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3798961406353088004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3798961406353088004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/feeling-all-cheery-and-sexy-this-summer.html' title='feeling all cheery and sexy this summer~?'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-6808627963548449964</id><published>2009-07-09T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:30:48.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish~&lt;br /&gt;I plan to~&lt;br /&gt;I will~&lt;br /&gt;I need~&lt;br /&gt;I want to~&lt;br /&gt;I hope for~&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SlTJd7f3cOI/AAAAAAAAALg/s_o2B_oS8vE/s1600-h/samsung-jet-combo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SlTJd7f3cOI/AAAAAAAAALg/s_o2B_oS8vE/s320/samsung-jet-combo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356127372875100386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-6808627963548449964?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/6808627963548449964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wish-i-plan-to-i-will-i-need-i-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6808627963548449964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6808627963548449964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wish-i-plan-to-i-will-i-need-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SlTJd7f3cOI/AAAAAAAAALg/s_o2B_oS8vE/s72-c/samsung-jet-combo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-5976767909373358410</id><published>2009-07-06T17:13:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:38:47.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closing June</title><content type='html'>Howdy!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my mum complained i used up my entire week just so for birthday celebrations~ Thats b'cos i've friends of similar birthdates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa with my babes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SlTKwR3Cx6I/AAAAAAAAAMA/BQHAfU-tjPQ/s1600-h/sentosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SlTKwR3Cx6I/AAAAAAAAAMA/BQHAfU-tjPQ/s320/sentosa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356128787627165602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zirca~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SlTEE7lJC6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/NpRZYXm9QZE/s1600-h/zirca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SlTEE7lJC6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/NpRZYXm9QZE/s320/zirca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356121445842357154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Sherine, Happy engagement Katherine~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SlTKTvNtufI/AAAAAAAAALo/9fq4bDqr7Xo/s1600-h/jo%26sherine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SlTKTvNtufI/AAAAAAAAALo/9fq4bDqr7Xo/s320/jo%26sherine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356128297290676722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big delights from thoughtful gifts~&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SlTKwB2EPpI/AAAAAAAAAL4/TzB2U6JfLwI/s1600-h/presents+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SlTKwB2EPpI/AAAAAAAAAL4/TzB2U6JfLwI/s320/presents+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356128783328099986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-5976767909373358410?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/5976767909373358410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/howdy-so-my-mum-complaints-i-used-up-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/5976767909373358410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/5976767909373358410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/07/howdy-so-my-mum-complaints-i-used-up-my.html' title='Closing June'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SlTKwR3Cx6I/AAAAAAAAAMA/BQHAfU-tjPQ/s72-c/sentosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-5487942563112100248</id><published>2009-06-26T02:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T02:55:54.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You Jocelyn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SkPH83fECTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nwDSXrfZxCo/s1600-h/P6250068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351340630746597682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SkPH83fECTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nwDSXrfZxCo/s320/P6250068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SkPGSys9xpI/AAAAAAAAAJY/I7HbTSD4--Y/s1600-h/P6250071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351338808396596882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SkPGSys9xpI/AAAAAAAAAJY/I7HbTSD4--Y/s320/P6250071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheese cake and garage night once again~&lt;br /&gt;Cool breeze and picnic~ &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351334966522248066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SkPCzKmve4I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VO6jLQi_pNY/s320/Happiness_by_bilygates.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you're happy, you'll meet more happy people~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you're happy, you'll attract more things that make you happy~ amuses you~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The law of attraction draws what you are focused on to you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Never be afraid to trust your emotions and gut feelings, they are the aspects that lead you to making the right decisions. So don't blame yourself from being emotional, instead, be thankful that you've a better set of decision making tool~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love yourself~&lt;/p&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/8808966621625646949-5487942563112100248?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/5487942563112100248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-you-jocelyn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/5487942563112100248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/5487942563112100248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-you-jocelyn.html' title='I Love You Jocelyn!'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SkPH83fECTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nwDSXrfZxCo/s72-c/P6250068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-5351669446410418591</id><published>2009-06-25T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T17:22:30.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new love~</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OnMkaL2-aDk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OnMkaL2-aDk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooOoOoooh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-5351669446410418591?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/5351669446410418591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/5351669446410418591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/5351669446410418591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-love.html' title='new love~'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-3301271809097638489</id><published>2009-06-21T04:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T17:05:16.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when a boy becomes a man</title><content type='html'>Someone who used to be boyish, playful and unsure about his future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walks down the isle today as a man, holding his lawful wife to be by his side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contented and excited yet afraid he told me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, committed and true to his wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the simplest and budgeted wedding seems the sweetest and most memorable event that could happen to the two of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends whom had not met for years brought together once again to come celebrate and prepare for this auspicious event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great get together and catching up session today, but most of them took a while to recollect who am I~ haha! shows how long i've not met them and how much i've changed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering that i had the ugliest IC photo of all~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. may this wedded couple be blessed with a happy marriage that last for centuries~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sj1Dswl7niI/AAAAAAAAAJI/q2W-u2yl3ds/s1600-h/Baby_Feet_by_faeriefly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349506368623320610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sj1Dswl7niI/AAAAAAAAAJI/q2W-u2yl3ds/s320/Baby_Feet_by_faeriefly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I am convinced by this analytical freak who loves profiling others and read me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; like a book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,128,128)"&gt;Selfishness in the positive manner -u put others infront (being selfish for urself and others) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,128,128)"&gt;Selfishness in the negative manner - you put urself before others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,128,128);font-size:85%;"  &gt;Selfishness in the Innate manner - ur naturally selfish in an instinctive way, conscious and sub-conscious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,128,128)"&gt;Learn the Lie of the truth. and learn the truth of the lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No matter what you do, how you behave, u are still the best and worst person out there for people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much deliberation, i agree to his point, I use to think i'm a burden by sharing problems. Now i think my friends have the right to know whats going through my mind~ Sigmund fruend says everyone is selfish. But, being selfish in a positive manner is the most important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate motive of telling a truth, or the ultimate truth for telling a lie..&lt;br /&gt;which would you like to hear?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-3301271809097638489?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/3301271809097638489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-boy-becomes-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3301271809097638489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3301271809097638489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-boy-becomes-man.html' title='when a boy becomes a man'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sj1Dswl7niI/AAAAAAAAAJI/q2W-u2yl3ds/s72-c/Baby_Feet_by_faeriefly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-6399210714575196046</id><published>2009-06-18T03:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T03:30:02.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LfEX5JqK6zs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LfEX5JqK6zs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;时间万岁 我总会无力伤悲 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;梦幻一场 不是为了午夜梦回 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;时间万岁 证明和你不配 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;感情受伤 不该连累 眼圈发黑 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;如果真不能睡 该清醒著面对 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;沉醉在美化的过去 是种罪 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;还得为明天预备 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;还没有条件崩溃 失眠就换上新的香水 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;时间万岁 我总会无力伤悲 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;梦幻一场 不是为了午夜梦回 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;时间万岁 证明和你不配 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;眼泪无知 欲睡又醒 陈旧玫瑰 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-6399210714575196046?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/6399210714575196046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6399210714575196046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6399210714575196046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-3604423598885326644</id><published>2009-06-17T19:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:17:16.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Load off!&lt;br /&gt;Finally one tuiton handed to uncle weiming~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What surprises me was the super advanced birthday present~&lt;br /&gt;And i was unintensionally led to buy flowers for myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348269032744589554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SjjeWVP2mPI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Uhm3aPhx6JY/s320/b%27day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you asked me what i want?&lt;br /&gt;I want money, time and wisdom~&lt;br /&gt;which in my opinion, most people either have one or none~&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you have?&lt;br /&gt;Make proper use of it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-3604423598885326644?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/3604423598885326644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/load-off-finally-one-tuiton-handed-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3604423598885326644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3604423598885326644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/load-off-finally-one-tuiton-handed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SjjeWVP2mPI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Uhm3aPhx6JY/s72-c/b%27day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-7603781858846325381</id><published>2009-06-16T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:28:25.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When will you come to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When will you take me with you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where we'll take the path together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Enjoy the breeze together~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347954694748675778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SjfAdc9gnsI/AAAAAAAAAI4/shPnS8NFDRQ/s400/2009-ac-schnitzer-mini-cooper-r57-cabriolet-front-angle-588x348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'll be waitin~ hee hee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-7603781858846325381?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/7603781858846325381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/7603781858846325381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/7603781858846325381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SjfAdc9gnsI/AAAAAAAAAI4/shPnS8NFDRQ/s72-c/2009-ac-schnitzer-mini-cooper-r57-cabriolet-front-angle-588x348.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-4769207615507215108</id><published>2009-06-15T12:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T02:51:28.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>expressive social type</title><content type='html'>We did a personality test of social types recently in Mr Coffee Bean's (because he's funny, looks like Mr Bean but he's brown) class.&lt;br /&gt;Out of the four types : Driver, Expressive, Amiable &amp;amp; Analytical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scored highest of Expressive, second in place Amiable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Expressive trait as described by Mr Coffee Bean would be someone sitting alone in a MRT train, all of a sudden would just burst out laughing at something. ( I often do that)&lt;br /&gt;Mostly likely out of the 4 traits to be slightly neurotic, out-going and more dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm laughing at myself now~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-4769207615507215108?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/4769207615507215108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/expressive-social-type.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/4769207615507215108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/4769207615507215108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/expressive-social-type.html' title='expressive social type'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-5442303138637512585</id><published>2009-06-14T23:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T02:54:03.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I predicted this would happen, but i'm just whining~&lt;br /&gt;back last month i lost a circle of weight~&lt;br /&gt;now i'm gaining weight.&lt;br /&gt;busy busy busy, i don't know what i'm busy about..&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day.. i feel i've got nothing~&lt;br /&gt;Empty, which is why i'm led to emotional eating..&lt;br /&gt;not binge, but not satiated.&lt;br /&gt;Its not that serious though..&lt;br /&gt;I just need a place to whine~ knowing that i don't whine in person~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/39HlscQDhxQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/39HlscQDhxQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out his new album.. Good listen~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-5442303138637512585?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/5442303138637512585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-predicted-this-would-happen-but-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/5442303138637512585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/5442303138637512585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-predicted-this-would-happen-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-5423934715907565257</id><published>2009-06-11T15:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T11:36:05.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, you know what, please remind me next time to not be such a busy body and not to be overly concerned with things that are none of my businesses~&lt;br /&gt;yes totally sticking a foot into my mouth~&lt;br /&gt;go ahead, suck it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-5423934715907565257?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/5423934715907565257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/ok-you-know-what-please-remind-me-next.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/5423934715907565257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/5423934715907565257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/ok-you-know-what-please-remind-me-next.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-5284852584184581618</id><published>2009-06-09T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T01:05:56.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HdaFbLJaqaw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HdaFbLJaqaw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Duet between Carrie Underwood and David Cook &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;singing "Go Your Own Way" by Fleetwood Mac&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;back to 1977...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-5284852584184581618?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/5284852584184581618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/duet-between-carrie-underwood-and-david.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/5284852584184581618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/5284852584184581618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/duet-between-carrie-underwood-and-david.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-3347574732151110202</id><published>2009-06-09T00:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T00:47:13.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nine</title><content type='html'>Unlike the well-liked clear sky with stars,&lt;br /&gt;tonight, its cloudy soothing soft breeze yet humid,&lt;br /&gt;the sky is matt dark with a tint of purple,&lt;br /&gt;as the clouds hovers around the moon,&lt;br /&gt;it looks like a small white candy floss left uneaten,&lt;br /&gt;yet changing its shape and size every now and then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i must confess that it has became a habitual motivation,&lt;br /&gt;to seeing number nine on the calendar,&lt;br /&gt;After so many years,&lt;br /&gt;and i still like this number,&lt;br /&gt;as far as i counted, this is the 55th nine~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so random~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lrf2U54gZ6o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lrf2U54gZ6o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carrie Underwood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Small&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you got if you aint got love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kind that you just wanna give away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's okay to open up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go ahead and let the light shine through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know it's hard on a rainy day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You wanna shut the world out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And just be left alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't run out on your faith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes that mountain you've been climbing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is just a grain of sand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you've been out there searching for forever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is in your hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you figure out love is all that matters, after all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It sure makes everything else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seem so small&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to get lost inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A problem that seems so big, at the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's like a river that's so wide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It swallows you whole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While you're sittin round thinking about what you can't change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And worryin' about all the wrong things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time's flying by, moving so fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You better make it count, cause you can't get it back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes that mountain you've been climbing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is just a grain of sand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you've been out there searchin for forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is in your hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, When you figure out love is all that matters after all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It sure makes everything else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seem so small&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes that mountain you've been climbing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is just a grain of sand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you've been out there searchin for forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is in your hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, When you figure out love is all that matters after all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It sure makes everything else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh it sure makes everything else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seem so small&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was contemplating between sharing this or &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IZSt640b8u4&amp;amp;feature=fvw"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boyce Avenue's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cover of this song. I think i still like hers more~ I think this song could be about 2 yrs old, doesn't matter~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-3347574732151110202?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/3347574732151110202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/nine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3347574732151110202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3347574732151110202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/nine.html' title='nine'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-7161561813532988970</id><published>2009-06-06T12:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:25:58.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wikQ53UKP34&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wikQ53UKP34&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process and making~&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, i'm very supportive! So you owe me the Vid-Cam Mr hoh hoh hoh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-7161561813532988970?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/7161561813532988970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-process-and-making.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/7161561813532988970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/7161561813532988970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-process-and-making.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-270871056778417817</id><published>2009-06-05T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T11:46:23.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Njoy a sip of Rosé</title><content type='html'>I'm enjoying a bottle of Rose wine with my boss (Pam), I'm glad she's appreciative of my work and trusting.&lt;br /&gt;Well a little introduction of my workplace,&lt;br /&gt;Its at Bali Lane 31A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petalsbykooshi.com/"&gt;Petals by Kooshi&lt;/a&gt; is a new venture of &lt;a href="http://www.kooshi.com/"&gt;Kooshi&lt;/a&gt; which has been around for more than four years.&lt;br /&gt;Main products are more to sleepwear, swimwear, not just for women, for men as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kooshi.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sij1bdffBiI/AAAAAAAAAIY/sIaml8MXlKY/s320/kooshi+poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343790809997051426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Besides Bali lane, we've another one at Parkway Parade as well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shop?&lt;br /&gt;Is a collaboration of floral art and lingerie business.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.petalsbykooshi.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 169px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sij1jxj01uI/AAAAAAAAAIg/5bopJZ8OBDw/s320/petals+image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343790952822920930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Artistic arrangements for weddings, functions, performing arts, dinners.&lt;br /&gt;We'll customize it just for you.&lt;br /&gt;Its a one stop shop for gifts, bags, accessories, lingeries and flowers for your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like what i'm doing, the experience and knowledge overwhelms the lower paying salary~&lt;br /&gt;A few frantic moments, running around like a crazy women, terribly freaked out..&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, its quite comfy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet~ when guys come over to buy sleepwears for their wifes/girlfrends and they knew right away the right sizes and types for them. These guys deserves a pat*.&lt;br /&gt;They liked your products, come back to you for more, and gives you constructive feedbacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its comforting when couples like what you've done for their wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, quite a couple of friends tying their wedding knots this year.&lt;br /&gt;All the best to them sweet lovables~ yea~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some wedding planners tell me, they've seen far too many weddings,&lt;br /&gt;till they're wedding phobic.&lt;br /&gt;hm.. its still the beginning.. i don't know~ haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.google.com.sg/url?q=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ros%25C3%25A9&amp;amp;ei=IPEoSs-nE6T66gPYjoTpCA&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=spellmeleon_result&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNH2KtgP59YjdtMjYNTXrlkoKpiyqw"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-270871056778417817?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/270871056778417817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/njoy-sip-of-rose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/270871056778417817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/270871056778417817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/njoy-sip-of-rose.html' title='Njoy a sip of Rosé'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sij1bdffBiI/AAAAAAAAAIY/sIaml8MXlKY/s72-c/kooshi+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-891696204821973311</id><published>2009-06-05T18:55:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:36:24.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gracias~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To Mandy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad you've found comfort at Australia&lt;br /&gt;and i'm really appreciative for your concern despite always missing our appointments and not being able to properly celebrate your birthday~&lt;br /&gt;and not even a proper goodbye to you~&lt;br /&gt;you were still as understanding as ever~&lt;br /&gt;All the best to you, and work hard!&lt;br /&gt;That goes without saying, i knew you will~ Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;21 May 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:blackchancery;"&gt;Emotions XXVII - Promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128);"&gt;To Jocelyn Tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont know how much it means to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but if it makes a difference&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just want you to know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you may have a lot of people standing by you, and th&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;at's perfectly fine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in fact that should be the case, given someone of your personality and attitude, anyone would love to know you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're a bright star to those around you, always shining but ensuring that others shine with you as well&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as we grow older, times definitely will get tough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i guess, unfortunately for me, i dont have the opportunity to experience what you are going through, maybe it will help me understand your position&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128);"&gt;&lt;em&gt; better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i know you are busy and focused on many things and that can be quite stressful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you might like it, and you might not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i am sure, it is definitely not easy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;still, for what it's worth, i just hope you know, i personally believe in you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if it ever happens, that for some reason suddenly you find there isnt anyone there for you, look back here, and i will be, however i am very sure you w&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ont face such a thing in the first place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i may not be physically around anymore, with the upcoming events, but joce, i've grown all these years, and you were there with me, from primary school, although we find it hard to remember, to the days we entered poly, from freshies to main comm, from those days we stayed late into the night at KAP after everyone had gone, to the days where we sat at the corner of one corridor and you would whack me because i had cut myself the previous day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i still have all these experiences and i am not taking them for granted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i promise you, the day that i dont stand behind you and give you the moral support that you need, will be the day i am physically not around in this w&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;orld, which i hope will come much later than yours, so that i know i would have been by you all the way, till your final breath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Darling Cat and Eve:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's sweet knowing that you'll be standing by me, giving me advices even if it means bringing you back to the pains that you've been through again.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you'll always be patient to hear my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(245, 0, 29);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Friday, May 29, 2009 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;          Hereby starting off this post with a message for my dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dear Joc,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;是过来人.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;对.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;不容易...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;但世上没什么不可能的.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;很乱.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;因为迷失了方向...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;记得.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;地图永远在自己手上.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;世界很大...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;要走的地方还多得很喔!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;加油!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;让我陪着你.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;To Tutu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy to open up, and you did out of your concern for me~ Thank you for sharing. I may be a nosey pokey at times. Likewise, its thoughts of care like what you did to me. So bear with it~ hee hee.. oh! oh! and i simply love the night drives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sij85nKQi2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/nH-nYW0WCHk/s1600-h/hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sij85nKQi2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/nH-nYW0WCHk/s320/hug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343799024569846626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOVE YA'LL to bits~&lt;br /&gt;HUGS TO ALL~ the title says it all~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-891696204821973311?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/891696204821973311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/gracias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/891696204821973311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/891696204821973311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/gracias.html' title='Gracias~'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sij85nKQi2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/nH-nYW0WCHk/s72-c/hug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-674030892535276212</id><published>2009-06-05T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T18:00:49.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>open up open up!!</title><content type='html'>this is great! perfect thumbs up for Mr Hoh and Jocie~&lt;br /&gt;oh! and contagious too! Love it! love it!!&lt;br /&gt;I feeeeelll~ soo~ happeeeeeiiiii~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q1uCax16mDY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q1uCax16mDY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-674030892535276212?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/674030892535276212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/open-up-open-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/674030892535276212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/674030892535276212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/open-up-open-up.html' title='open up open up!!'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-4689139154064514902</id><published>2009-06-04T16:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:59:54.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday and today</title><content type='html'>When I commented my day was terrible and frantic,&lt;br /&gt;everyone seemed concern except you.&lt;br /&gt;Well perhaps you're too occupied with your eventful happenings in life.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy for you! no doubt..&lt;br /&gt;Mine's pretty exciting too..&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i really need to get this crappy ringings out of my peanut brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was yesterday... and abit of today~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today's today...!&lt;br /&gt;My appeal for marketing was successful!&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to see freakin talk cock neh~ again!&lt;br /&gt;Champagnes please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a gazillion things to blog about, but time is a constraint..&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;br /&gt;I'll load all at once~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-4689139154064514902?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/4689139154064514902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday-and-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/4689139154064514902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/4689139154064514902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday-and-today.html' title='yesterday and today'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-2025083589541678490</id><published>2009-05-19T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:55:58.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new life~</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow marks a brand new journey of my life and career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday to Saturday - 11am to 8pm- work.&lt;br /&gt;Mon - till 1030pm - tuition&lt;br /&gt;Thurs- till 10pm - tuition&lt;br /&gt;Wed &amp;amp; Friday - till 10pm - class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be dead busy. I may skip meals, I may be lonely, I may fall and i may cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i believe this is gonna be a fulfilling one.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless this is life, I chose it.  C'est la vie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many changes can happen in 6 months and yet it seems so short. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm desperately looking for friends who can teach O levels POA, E maths, Combine Phy/Chem to take over. Please keep a look out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friends and darlings,&lt;br /&gt;I may not be always there through your ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;and i thank you for your constant concern for me.&lt;br /&gt;Please know that you'll always be thought of amidst my busy schedule&lt;br /&gt;and there's always Sunday free for you!&lt;br /&gt;Please update your blogs so that i'll know whats happening to you,&lt;br /&gt;sms me or give me a call often so that i'm comforted of not being forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Love Ya'll, xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-2025083589541678490?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/2025083589541678490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/2025083589541678490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/2025083589541678490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-life.html' title='A new life~'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-7253639156786058349</id><published>2009-05-17T03:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T03:23:08.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>啊，放下了，不再执着，看开了，&lt;br /&gt;虽然回头看有点心酸，偶尔会流泪，&lt;br /&gt;但至少此刻心里不再痛了，只有感激。&lt;br /&gt;好好吃啊，今晚的粥。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;梁文音 - Dry Your Eyes&lt;br /&gt;作詞：深白色(Arys Chien) 作曲：深白色(Arys Chien)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當你又等待 另一天就這樣過去&lt;br /&gt;夜裡又醒來 覺得被全世界遺棄&lt;br /&gt;當你不明白 為何愛會突然離去&lt;br /&gt;沉默的吶喊 聽見的卻只有自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而當某天某人陪著曾是你的愛&lt;br /&gt;一種莫名的痛驀然侵入揉碎你的心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby dry your eyes 雖然愛情讓你哭&lt;br /&gt;也還放不開 已經失去的幸福&lt;br /&gt;沒有了期待 卻突然更明白&lt;br /&gt;眼前還有必須繼續的未來&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby dry your eyes 縱然愛情真的苦&lt;br /&gt;心中的悲哀 相信有天會結束&lt;br /&gt;沒有了依賴 卻看得更明白&lt;br /&gt;已經太疲憊的自己 還是要堅強的自己&lt;br /&gt;如此脆弱卻又真實的存在&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-7253639156786058349?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/7253639156786058349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/05/dry-your-eyes-arys-chien-arys-chien.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/7253639156786058349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/7253639156786058349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/05/dry-your-eyes-arys-chien-arys-chien.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-5178486326836879173</id><published>2009-05-15T16:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:00:11.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DPJzBRPLM4E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DPJzBRPLM4E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;心情很矛盾。。明明知道自己没事，眼泪却不知觉的瘙痒脸颊。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;一下子欣慰，就像放下很重的包袱似的，一下坚强，一下舍不得，一下怀念，一下讨厌，一下开心，一下心痛，又一下下的感谢。。人生真精彩。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When god gave me a light to a new path, he closed another so i could fully focus on this and not look back at the other. I'll be strong, I'll look forward. And i'll be happy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you to those who prayed for me. I'm stronger than i think i am. I dun need pity, i dun need console, i need to be reminded that i'll be fine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheers to my singlehood!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-5178486326836879173?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/5178486326836879173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-god-gave-me-light-to-new-path-he.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/5178486326836879173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/5178486326836879173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-god-gave-me-light-to-new-path-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-3965262982651801870</id><published>2009-05-08T03:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T03:44:28.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is better much expressed in chinese..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每个人的一生都必须经历过一场轰轰烈烈的爱情，&lt;br /&gt;才能够体会到爱情真正的滋味，&lt;br /&gt;才懂得如何去爱，&lt;br /&gt;如何复出，&lt;br /&gt;不管结局如何，&lt;br /&gt;都坦然面对，&lt;br /&gt;至少有经历过，不后悔&lt;br /&gt;爱过痛过才叫真正的爱嘛！&lt;br /&gt;如同人生，&lt;br /&gt;要失败才知道如何成功，&lt;br /&gt;悲观只能离成功更遥远！&lt;br /&gt;集中精神继续往前冲！&lt;br /&gt;加油 单身而期待爱情，感情创伤，头脑混乱，或正热恋当中的朋友们！&lt;br /&gt;你们是勇敢的！&lt;br /&gt;小乌龟为你们打气！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333165945737289474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 86px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SgM2K9vhnwI/AAAAAAAAAII/YkNz0oBUYu0/s320/babytortoise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-3965262982651801870?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/3965262982651801870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-better-much-expressed-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3965262982651801870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3965262982651801870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-better-much-expressed-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SgM2K9vhnwI/AAAAAAAAAII/YkNz0oBUYu0/s72-c/babytortoise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-342208738245104073</id><published>2009-05-08T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T03:36:29.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IbV6-3PlJAA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IbV6-3PlJAA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-342208738245104073?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/342208738245104073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/342208738245104073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/342208738245104073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-818161837682794232</id><published>2009-05-04T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:39:56.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random shouts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just want to say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sf6pQvcuAzI/AAAAAAAAAHw/pBofYxe_1X0/s1600-h/candy_love_by_pellegrina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331885113933169458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sf6pQvcuAzI/AAAAAAAAAHw/pBofYxe_1X0/s400/candy_love_by_pellegrina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love rock candies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331885291237089042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sf6pbD9RHxI/AAAAAAAAAH4/jSBFINs1MBI/s320/D821172323.jpg" border="0" /&gt; So colourful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331885584615759602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sf6psI4MXvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/MHsw6pRx_Ls/s320/rocks-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-818161837682794232?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/818161837682794232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-shouts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/818161837682794232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/818161837682794232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-shouts.html' title='random shouts'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sf6pQvcuAzI/AAAAAAAAAHw/pBofYxe_1X0/s72-c/candy_love_by_pellegrina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-1784496681976441768</id><published>2009-05-04T04:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T04:15:06.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If no one will listen~ Kelly Clarkson</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8dNDCu3eK_8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8dNDCu3eK_8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the lyrics of this song&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beautiful~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-1784496681976441768?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/1784496681976441768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-no-one-will-listen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/1784496681976441768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/1784496681976441768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-no-one-will-listen.html' title='If no one will listen~ Kelly Clarkson'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-7867313830720624017</id><published>2009-05-03T20:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:00:24.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mowie!~</title><content type='html'>There's always time for a 2-hours or so of getaway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sf2t0RsLaYI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Y6wG9s0ywDE/s1600-h/17again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331608647490038146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sf2t0RsLaYI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Y6wG9s0ywDE/s400/17again.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chick flick without a chick, yes! A hunk! For some uncertain reasons, i teared at the part during his confessions to his wife... aw.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sf2ttno-MkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xf0_GEkQknk/s1600-h/ShinjukuIncidentPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331608533123084866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sf2ttno-MkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xf0_GEkQknk/s200/ShinjukuIncidentPoster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Unlike his previous Jackie Chan typical stunts, this one has a more serious content. But i guess his recent comment on the chinese might cause a wee lil' bit of plunge in box office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sf2tj-uQ7dI/AAAAAAAAAG8/T78HRJUuni8/s1600-h/taken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331608367520607698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sf2tj-uQ7dI/AAAAAAAAAG8/T78HRJUuni8/s400/taken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like the action and impact though it seems unrealistic to kill a few dozens of people, shoot the police, bombed up a few places, just to save his daughter yet ended up with only minor injuries. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thats what the power of love can do. Love of a father.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-7867313830720624017?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/7867313830720624017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/05/mowie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/7867313830720624017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/7867313830720624017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/05/mowie.html' title='Mowie!~'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sf2t0RsLaYI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Y6wG9s0ywDE/s72-c/17again.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-6220147698564332183</id><published>2009-05-03T19:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:37:03.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates~</title><content type='html'>Alright i admit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been too lazy to construct my sentences or, otherwise, blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a lil' recap of the major events,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I fell sick before my last paper and used up approx 8inches thick of MacDonald's serviettes while studying overnight at yuan ching. Went straight for my papers, couldn't even bother to check when i finished. Honestly, i think i wrote crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Bid farewell to some of my single major classmates. Had a lil' post exam depression syndrome, feelings of my insignificance. Slept and felt much better afterwards. Bouncy and lively thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Thus, ended my nights at T3-TCC, missed vivi-bear &amp;amp; tutu-bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Accompanied Eve to study for her papers, got punched in the face with a plastic bag by some stranger-kungfu-aunty at the bus-stop, on the way to her place. That, we couldn't stop laughing just thinking of how funny the whole scene looked! Hilarious! I didn't even know what was stored in that tiny red coloured plastic bag! Horrid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Two nights of MJ-ing, won some and lost some~ fair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Started giving a sec 4 student tuition (which explains why i'm studying with eve, lots to refresh/revisit in the old files of my hippocampus and pre-frontal lobe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) web-cam'd with the ever full of surprises - Asher boy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the one carrying him is his uncle/my ong gugu, and his beautiful grandma on the left, Ms Jennifer. I haven't been visiting often, which explains why i seem like a total familiar stranger to him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331567698706641282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sf2IkvlbMYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6icm7f837pQ/s200/asherwebby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;8) As for today~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331605286362783362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sf2qwog_noI/AAAAAAAAAGs/fl_YhIZ5EY4/s400/cats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Its an easy guess haha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I couldn't find any ten years series from the bookstores, so i did a check online. Turns out to be due to some copyright issues unsettled. Poor students~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that sums up all~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-6220147698564332183?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/6220147698564332183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/05/updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6220147698564332183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6220147698564332183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/05/updates.html' title='updates~'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sf2IkvlbMYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6icm7f837pQ/s72-c/asherwebby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-4289044452612458947</id><published>2009-04-21T04:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T04:43:26.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First paper~</title><content type='html'>The bio terms made our brains go haywired~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our first paper,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Ma Lena~  left her brain in the exam hall,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherine~ is attempting to "uninstall and install her new module"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivien~ is rehearsing on how to cheat~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherwin~ has a terrible block nose~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tutubear~ attempts caffein stay awake method~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i'm MSNing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... I've gotten my TCC membership card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embrace! Embrace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohooo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-4289044452612458947?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/4289044452612458947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-paper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/4289044452612458947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/4289044452612458947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-paper.html' title='First paper~'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-202059504986922814</id><published>2009-04-20T06:54:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T13:57:52.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random songs</title><content type='html'>Oh... My... God....&lt;br /&gt;This is Super Emo....&lt;br /&gt;Super Good....&lt;br /&gt;Like totally..&lt;br /&gt;Like Really Really...&lt;br /&gt;Like "BANG!" ......Ouch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QB-kr0EbQew&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QB-kr0EbQew&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just Walk Away Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Artist:Celine Dion&lt;br /&gt;Just Walk Away Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I never loved this way before&lt;br /&gt;And no one else has loved me more&lt;br /&gt;With you I've laughed and cried&lt;br /&gt;I have lived and died&lt;br /&gt;What I wouldn't do just to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I must forget you to go on&lt;br /&gt;I can't hold back my tears too long&lt;br /&gt;Though life won't be the same&lt;br /&gt;I've got to take the blame&lt;br /&gt;And find the strengthI need to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just walk away&lt;br /&gt;Just say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn around now you may see me cry&lt;br /&gt;I mustn't fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Or show my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;Or the love I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So walk away&lt;br /&gt;And close the door&lt;br /&gt;And let my life be as it was before&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never never know&lt;br /&gt;Just how I let you go&lt;br /&gt;But there's nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;Just walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There'll never be a moment I'll regret&lt;br /&gt;I've loved you since the day we met&lt;br /&gt;For all the love you gave&lt;br /&gt;And all the love we made&lt;br /&gt;I know I've got to find the strength to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just walk away&lt;br /&gt;Just say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn around now you may see me cry&lt;br /&gt;I mustn't fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Or show my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;Or the love I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So walk away&lt;br /&gt;And close the door&lt;br /&gt;And let my life be as it was before&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never never know&lt;br /&gt;Just how I let you go&lt;br /&gt;But there's nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;Just walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... Her angelic voice~... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Credits to tutubear~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-202059504986922814?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/202059504986922814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/202059504986922814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/202059504986922814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh.html' title='Random songs'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-2836303829454885022</id><published>2009-04-19T20:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T07:22:50.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UyGZdrD-NLA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UyGZdrD-NLA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;下一个天亮:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;用起伏的背影 挡住哭泣的心&lt;br /&gt;有些故事 不必说给 每个人听&lt;br /&gt;许多眼睛 看的太浅太近&lt;br /&gt;错过我没被看见 那个自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;用简单的言语 解开超载的心&lt;br /&gt;有些情绪 是该说给 懂的人听&lt;br /&gt;你的热泪 比我激动怜惜&lt;br /&gt;我发誓要更努力 更有勇气&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等下一个天亮&lt;br /&gt;去上次牵手赏花那里散步好吗&lt;br /&gt;有些积雪会自己融化&lt;br /&gt;你的肩膀是我豁达的天堂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等下一个天亮&lt;br /&gt;把偷拍我看海的照片送我好吗&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢我飞舞的头发&lt;br /&gt;和飘着雨还是眺望的眼光&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;用简单的言语 解开超载的心&lt;br /&gt;有些情绪 是该说给 懂的人听&lt;br /&gt;你的热泪 比我激动怜惜&lt;br /&gt;我发誓要更努力 更有勇气&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等下一个天亮&lt;br /&gt;去上次牵手赏花那里散步好吗&lt;br /&gt;有些积雪会自己融化&lt;br /&gt;你的肩膀是我豁达的天堂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等下一个天亮&lt;br /&gt;把偷拍我看海的照片送我好吗&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢我飞舞的头发&lt;br /&gt;和飘着雨还是眺望的眼光&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间可以磨去我的棱角&lt;br /&gt;有些坚持却永远磨不掉&lt;br /&gt;请容许我 小小的骄傲&lt;br /&gt;因为有你这样的依靠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等下一个天亮&lt;br /&gt;去上次牵手赏花那里散步好吗&lt;br /&gt;有些积雪会自己融化&lt;br /&gt;你的肩膀是我豁达的天堂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等下一个天亮&lt;br /&gt;把偷拍我看海的照片送我好吗&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢我飞舞的头发&lt;br /&gt;和飘着雨还是眺望的眼光&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the lyrics :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-2836303829454885022?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/2836303829454885022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/2836303829454885022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/2836303829454885022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_19.html' title='Random Song'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-4748493133365729275</id><published>2009-04-19T18:00:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T04:27:55.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wonder,&lt;br /&gt;what makes a person fall in love so deep that she can give her all without holding back?&lt;br /&gt;There's much more practicality and reality...&lt;br /&gt;Love just ain't everything... yes..&lt;br /&gt;But don't they say love holds no boundaries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans were born with emotions, fear is just one of them&lt;br /&gt;Some of us may take defensive measures, hold back,&lt;br /&gt;just because we fear of hurting ourselves eventually.&lt;br /&gt;What we fear could be the unknown, yet we still fear.. I fear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bear consequences of our own actions,&lt;br /&gt;Others react as a consequence to our behaviours.&lt;br /&gt;Regret is the last on the list..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Communication is the crucial key to a relationship... yes!&lt;br /&gt;What if you've lost the key to communicating,&lt;br /&gt;What if you've no idea what to do anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we don't see the same direction,&lt;br /&gt;Though the path we see infront of us is different..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as you'll naturally hold my hands when they contact,&lt;br /&gt;I'll not give up..&lt;br /&gt;Because i'm not how i use to be anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A promise I made to myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i hope, your tune harmonizes with my melody ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eh~ I'm not trying to be negative, or emotional, or depressed, just thoughts! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chill~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-4748493133365729275?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/4748493133365729275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/sometimes-i-wonder-what-makes-person.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/4748493133365729275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/4748493133365729275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/sometimes-i-wonder-what-makes-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-3745837659071630019</id><published>2009-04-19T17:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T04:30:05.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to the angels~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SeryyP9ceCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0SuO1M3oJ3I/s1600-h/prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dear Angels,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing to appeal,&lt;br /&gt;This year wasn't a good start for me,&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't seems to get any better,&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm running out of luck,&lt;br /&gt;Or are you putting me on a test?&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't be too harsh on me alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll grant me a silver lining soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Child-by-the-wishing-well &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/8808966621625646949-3745837659071630019?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/3745837659071630019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/letter-to-angels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3745837659071630019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3745837659071630019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/letter-to-angels.html' title='Letter to the angels~'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-6516209172826428533</id><published>2009-04-14T16:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T16:52:17.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100m dash!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh great! I've finally click " confirm submit" to that "killer" australia's website... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The assignment that took me 7 full nights to complete..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a relieve... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crossed the hurdle.. I'm left with the 100m~maybe 300m dash!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go Go~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324466767508174514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SeROUJeydrI/AAAAAAAAAGU/YuHi3Pr7E6I/s200/Run_by_Novic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-6516209172826428533?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/6516209172826428533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/100m-dash.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6516209172826428533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6516209172826428533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/100m-dash.html' title='100m dash!'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SeROUJeydrI/AAAAAAAAAGU/YuHi3Pr7E6I/s72-c/Run_by_Novic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-278809872489293646</id><published>2009-04-13T18:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T18:08:29.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday daddy~</title><content type='html'>We had a mini cake cutting session yesterday to celebrate my dad's b'day and mum's lunar b'day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the couple~ sooo cute~ so adorable~ haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c145dbbae5934fa0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c145dbbae5934fa0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/278809872489293646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/278809872489293646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/278809872489293646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='happy birthday daddy~'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-632874775649822884</id><published>2009-04-10T18:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T04:30:36.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drained~</title><content type='html'>As I stepped into my house this morning at 7 15am, the scent of incense that welcomed me seemed more calming than it could ever have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days has been draining every bit of me... I spent most of my nights rushing assignments, yesterday was no exception.. We've almost became regulars of T3-TCC... (those kind floor staffs that helped us look for available powerpoints and shift our things around)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point, my mind was too heavy i decided take a walk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our worries had all been similar, that is the heavy last assignment that has been delayed and extended with contents way beyond our studies context with the much appreciated help from our local lecturers and beloved classmates, and the nearing examinations that begins only a countable few days after our last assignment submission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had other stressers too,&lt;br /&gt;as i walked along the arrival hall, thoughts of being jobless and incompetent, my depleting balance accounts, the bills i have to pay should i use up all my savings, and the unsupportive sacarsm from my mum consumes me even further.. I was unconsciously trembling.. almost thought i could have a nervous break down right at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why, thank god there's still mutual support...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323019956577220130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sd8qcqwZtiI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kCQIHOaFlIA/s400/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh wells, atleast i found little escapes.. watching performances, going for a swim... still well taken care of haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-632874775649822884?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/632874775649822884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/drained.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/632874775649822884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/632874775649822884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/drained.html' title='drained~'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sd8qcqwZtiI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kCQIHOaFlIA/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-3277315053869400074</id><published>2009-04-08T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:27:34.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eve's droppin~</title><content type='html'>We were stoning at Mc Cafe one night when Eve overheard a guy talking about how this girl's trying to woo him (i think that girl needs a pair of thick glasses)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she got all excited and promised to tell us the details thereafter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Cat came up with something remarkable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said: "Oh... so now we know where the term &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;eavesdropping&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Eve's dropping) originates from!!! " ...... "Oh my god! this is so funny! I'm so smart! Put this in your blog ok!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! Yar... applause!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-3277315053869400074?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/3277315053869400074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/eves-droppin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3277315053869400074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/3277315053869400074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/eves-droppin.html' title='Eve&apos;s droppin~'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-8342457847524378944</id><published>2009-04-01T14:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:39:37.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dollies~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I never took fancy on dolls since young,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie and I were shopping aimlessly along Suntec yesterday when we spotted this doll from the shop &lt;a href="http://www.heroicrendezvous.com/en/intro.aspx"&gt;Heroic Rendezvous&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SdMF8MxC-RI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2XS3BCKaqsk/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319602116631918866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SdMF8MxC-RI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2XS3BCKaqsk/s320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They were sooo cute, not at all scary! I took this two because i thought i kinda see a resemblance with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SdMF2rsMWjI/AAAAAAAAAFM/GtohZ_Gdpts/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319603186728182898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SdMG6fL4JHI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SWBiNQGZMjQ/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My round face~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323025737482913410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sd8vtKTuRoI/AAAAAAAAAGM/eS0JbHqEeWY/s320/jo%26jes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-8342457847524378944?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/8342457847524378944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/dollies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/8342457847524378944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/8342457847524378944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/dollies.html' title='dollies~'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SdMF8MxC-RI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2XS3BCKaqsk/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-8161121050369741481</id><published>2009-04-01T12:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T14:27:53.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Cobbler</title><content type='html'>The cobbler around my block only works in the morning and he charges much cheaper than the usual. So i finally woke up early today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Uncle, i've got quite a few pairs of shoes for repair. I'll collect some today, the rest i take from you tomorrow ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Cobbler: ok... lai, which one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: This one, this one, this one, change the sole hor..... Then this one the heels broke le, can repair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Cobbler: AI YOH! YOU ARH，HOW YOU WEAR SHOE UNTIL LIKE THAT ONE?.. SO CHOR LOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh... i dunno...heee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319584071925760050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SdL1h2_2ADI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-ydKu5MftOU/s200/aakaashh007-i8F-173701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Picture looks familiar? Copied from Bimbo 的啦~！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went for an interview half-heartedly this morning.. it was a brief one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Turns out, it isn't as bad as i thought, at least i thought my interviewer was nice, kinda cliqued with her though... Another one at 4.30... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-8161121050369741481?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/8161121050369741481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/uncle-cobbler.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/8161121050369741481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/8161121050369741481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/04/uncle-cobbler.html' title='Uncle Cobbler'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SdL1h2_2ADI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-ydKu5MftOU/s72-c/aakaashh007-i8F-173701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-7844185579733405172</id><published>2009-03-31T01:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T02:44:07.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slippy sole~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So!&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SdEP6XXLJiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_hhzeutrzxI/s1600-h/oops_by_bubblesrock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319050130279310882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SdEP6XXLJiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_hhzeutrzxI/s200/oops_by_bubblesrock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual, i woke up, hurriedly completed my assignment and as usual, i'm late for class with the so-nt-interesting lecturer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless i still took public transport to class knowing that fact that taking a cab to class at the peak hour of 7 will definitely take around the same time to reach my destination. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, by the time i reached somerset, it was already 8-ish pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fasten my pace and stride to school totally famished and faintly (hvn had any meals), listening to my mp3 (f**k you, f**k you very very mua ah ah ach~), absolutely in my own world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My feets were moving faster than i could think, well a young guy was walking slower than me and i tried to overtake him. It all begins when I accidently step onto his shoes... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next most natural thing to do, he tries to move away and i apologized.&lt;br /&gt;Before we could figure out what happened, ... "Puulop!" ... I saw a sole flying off the floor!(the whole piece!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took that guy sometime to realise as well as limp back to "match" his shoe onto the dismantled shoe while his other girl-friends stood watching abay with concern (maybe giggling).&lt;br /&gt;I turned around, stared at them for seemingly a few seconds, they didn't look at me... so i walked off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All these happened so quickly while i was still on the move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt guilty immediately after that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, even his shoe might be spoilt in the first place, i was the one that result in him having to buy a new shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sort of had the urge to head back and pass him a S$10 note or something.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow my ego tells me it feels silly to do so. haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates on my most recent movies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SdEO3cUJUpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/hRjKj7IGNjg/s1600-h/shopaholic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319048980557550226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SdEO3cUJUpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/hRjKj7IGNjg/s200/shopaholic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SdEO3G9ao9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/-4Mvvo6zHcY/s1600-h/departure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319048974825071570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SdEO3G9ao9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/-4Mvvo6zHcY/s200/departure.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SdEO3r-wn4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/hs0AYrD-KUs/s1600-h/witch+mountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319048984762818434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SdEO3r-wn4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/hs0AYrD-KUs/s200/witch+mountain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally finished my book a few days a ago! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319052552640112370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SdESHXW_pvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7DwedV-AT8Q/s200/41RjxUVsceL__SS500_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It has a great plot and an unexpected ending.. First you thought the story's somewhat like "Joshua" ... but it turns out to be the biggest betrayal by your closest one.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently onto my next book.. "Beautiful Child"...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-7844185579733405172?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/7844185579733405172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/03/slippy-sole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/7844185579733405172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/7844185579733405172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/03/slippy-sole.html' title='slippy sole~'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SdEP6XXLJiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_hhzeutrzxI/s72-c/oops_by_bubblesrock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-5871188737347448078</id><published>2009-03-27T04:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T05:13:43.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do it anyway~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Scvqs_-gZCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/5bCC9-quOK0/s1600-h/United_3_by_vaibhavv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317601843849749538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Scvqs_-gZCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/5bCC9-quOK0/s320/United_3_by_vaibhavv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone gave me a slip of paper containing this an Eigth-ish years ago.&lt;br /&gt;And i kept it till now, i even made dublicates just so i won't lose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This was found written on the wall in Mother Teresa's home for children in Calcutta: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forgive them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be kind anyway.&lt;br /&gt;If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Succeed anyway.&lt;br /&gt;If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be honest and sincere anyway.&lt;br /&gt;What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Create anyway.&lt;br /&gt;If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be happy anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The good you do today, will often be forgotten. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Give the best you have, and it will never be enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give your best anyway.&lt;br /&gt;In the final analysis, it is between you and God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was never between you and them anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well i can say a part of me today attributes to this. Thank you Mother Theresa~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317607090105696498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/ScvveXzZQPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8_-oxmFjytg/s200/___Positive____by_Darkness_ITA.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So, anyway i was googling and I found what seemed to be reported as the original version by &lt;em&gt;Dr. Kent M. Keith&lt;/em&gt; in &lt;em&gt;The Paradoxical Commandments&lt;/em&gt;. It's equally meaningful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;People are illogical, unreasonable, and self-centered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Love them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Do good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;If you are successful, you win false friends and true enemies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Succeed anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Do good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Be honest and frank anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The biggest men and women with the biggest ideas can be shot down by the smallest men and women with the smallest minds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Think big anyway.&lt;br /&gt;People favor underdogs but follow only top dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Fight for a few underdogs anyway.&lt;br /&gt;What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Build anyway.&lt;br /&gt;People really need help but may attack you if you do help them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Help people anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Give the world the best you have and you'll get kicked in the teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Give the world the best you have anyway.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317603930876046178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/ScvsmewWa2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/K4n2xKuISfo/s200/f008d13107ca1f2ed07fd5069654d1ce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Even if you'll break down in tears time and time again, you'll still gotta wipe off that tears and live on. Make tomorrow a better day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover." — &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="authorNameRegular" title="view all quotes by Mark Twain" href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/1655.Mark_Twain"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Mark Twain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-5871188737347448078?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/5871188737347448078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-it-anyway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/5871188737347448078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/5871188737347448078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-it-anyway.html' title='do it anyway~'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Scvqs_-gZCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/5bCC9-quOK0/s72-c/United_3_by_vaibhavv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-6937270712583189713</id><published>2009-03-26T02:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T02:41:20.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Scp3IA_oCEI/AAAAAAAAADs/_cdtOxNVOnk/s1600-h/P2150017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317193289653815362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Scp3IA_oCEI/AAAAAAAAADs/_cdtOxNVOnk/s400/P2150017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been trying to find a decent photo of myself and none suits...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My face is soooooo round! (except this one above, due to the contrast with big head kuma kuma)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photoshop doesn't help.... -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There's an old saying: "round" people are more prosperous,&lt;br /&gt;why am i still broke? Where's my 4D luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh anyway, what's with lecturers nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;Telling student&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; that marking their report&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; make them puke blood... how encouraging... haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-6937270712583189713?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/6937270712583189713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/03/ugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6937270712583189713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/6937270712583189713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/03/ugh.html' title='ugh~'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Scp3IA_oCEI/AAAAAAAAADs/_cdtOxNVOnk/s72-c/P2150017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-8522227037395152888</id><published>2009-03-25T02:35:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T03:56:53.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taking a breather~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SckosWPZBAI/AAAAAAAAADc/AZVD-7znICM/s1600-h/Allnighters_by_Jaicca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316825577437070338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SckosWPZBAI/AAAAAAAAADc/AZVD-7znICM/s320/Allnighters_by_Jaicca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've finally completed a ONE ton assignment, and still counting down to more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biological clock has been totally upside down -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll wake up for dinner(my only meal of the day), watch some TV and ignite my lazy brain to start on assignments. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course with the occasional accompanyment of some sweet friends online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Till some glimmer of sunlight appears, I'll switch off my lights and head off to dreamland. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Visit my dream house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Neither do i fancy this lifestyle, but the quiet night is so peaceful, away from any form of media and neighbouring distractions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the midst of my depleting &lt;strong&gt;$&lt;/strong&gt;reserves&lt;strong&gt;$&lt;/strong&gt;, I've to say I'm glad I don't have to work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would have happened if I'm still working and "assignmen-ing" at night.&lt;br /&gt;"I think I'd collasp."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still... reminding myself ..., (I NEED a job soon). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: Plueese hire me if u need a sweet, conscientious part-timer okay~ 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a breather, here's a kit kat, err... no cadbury~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ldoOsnpMmlE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ldoOsnpMmlE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song :Fuck you by Lily Allen, with the signature Cadbury eyebrows advertisement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute~ Aw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yawns* Kinda missing my loved ones.. date me out okay~ XOXO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-8522227037395152888?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/8522227037395152888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/03/taking-breather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/8522227037395152888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/8522227037395152888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/03/taking-breather.html' title='taking a breather~'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SckosWPZBAI/AAAAAAAAADc/AZVD-7znICM/s72-c/Allnighters_by_Jaicca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-936376146548854412</id><published>2009-03-25T02:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T03:09:56.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my new luv~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sckv8CeUSPI/AAAAAAAAADk/T-5p7xAYv1I/s1600-h/P3230012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316833543590267122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sckv8CeUSPI/AAAAAAAAADk/T-5p7xAYv1I/s320/P3230012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/SckmoMaYhlI/AAAAAAAAADM/WUEv_5R5vt4/s1600-h/P3230012.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My new love, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fire Koa wood concert ukulele from &lt;a href="http://www.maestroguitars.com/"&gt;Meastro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kept in an exquisite brown leather hard-casing with inner green velvet cloth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The best part is.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A gift from someone special *winks*, on a special occasion. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-936376146548854412?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/936376146548854412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-new-luv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/936376146548854412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/936376146548854412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-new-luv.html' title='my new luv~'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/Sckv8CeUSPI/AAAAAAAAADk/T-5p7xAYv1I/s72-c/P3230012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-8316891820519150137</id><published>2009-03-22T02:53:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:35:17.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mowieee~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/ScU4ovh09GI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FTcYswGLl8o/s1600-h/projector.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315717207785010274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/ScU4ovh09GI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FTcYswGLl8o/s200/projector.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh i simply love movies~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little time to relax,&lt;br /&gt;in another little world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paul Blart Mall Cop&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/ScU6jt5Ky9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/cknGxM1c26o/s1600-h/mall+cop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315719320469949394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/ScU6jt5Ky9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/cknGxM1c26o/s200/mall+cop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (with MH, LC, Colin 20/03/09)&lt;br /&gt;- funny and lame&lt;br /&gt;- imagine heroic acts out of the stupidest things that could happen to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting people do things sub-consciously.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, i was clapping while laughing off those scenes.&lt;br /&gt;*First you give a big appreciative laugh, lean forward and clap! hard.&lt;br /&gt;It seems quite influential b'cos after i did just that, i turned and the person beside me was doing the exact same reaction!&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's a form of expressing :" Yeah! that's a good laugh there!"&lt;br /&gt;I didn't laugh till i get cramps, but enough for me to clap.&lt;br /&gt;Thumbs up!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/ScU7GXbfEmI/AAAAAAAAADE/kzKRdll9U_o/s1600-h/detriot+metal+city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315719915735290466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/ScU7GXbfEmI/AAAAAAAAADE/kzKRdll9U_o/s200/detriot+metal+city.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Detroit Metal City&lt;/strong&gt; (with Ong gugu, 21/3/09)&lt;br /&gt;A romance comedy adapted from its japanese anime.&lt;br /&gt;I Love it! Great contrast, great flow!&lt;br /&gt;"No Music , No Dream!"&lt;br /&gt;Suuuperr funny. So funny i couldn't control my volune.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, Kenichi Matsuyama nailed his impact on this film!&lt;br /&gt;Love the way he runs!&lt;br /&gt;Its like he's rushing to the loo or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, while everyone's in dreamland,&lt;br /&gt;my work has just begun!&lt;br /&gt;Back to assignments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-8316891820519150137?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/8316891820519150137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/03/mowieee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/8316891820519150137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/8316891820519150137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/03/mowieee.html' title='mowieee~!'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/ScU4ovh09GI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FTcYswGLl8o/s72-c/projector.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808966621625646949.post-7347937079018638013</id><published>2009-03-20T03:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T17:14:02.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keeping my memories</title><content type='html'>Classes ended &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exceptionally&lt;/span&gt; late today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and despite that i was overly-under-dressed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still went for bites and drinks with L&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ena&lt;/span&gt; and S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;herwin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314995517294655970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/ScKoQ08kOeI/AAAAAAAAACk/IzNjzgPsdvk/s320/My_old_memories__by_6Artificial6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly became very nostalgic and had the nudge to set up my blog (finally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, having done tons of silly things in my 22 years of life, i don't remember most of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet those could be the most precious, funniest moments of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories that we can share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always ended up with a smile after hanging out with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;B'cos&lt;/span&gt; Lena never fails to share her funniest and most peculiar moments of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their stories overseas makes me wanna travel even more, all over the world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see all sorts of people, take loads and loads of photographs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seeing how she never forgets them dawns me of how much things i have missed and forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories which i can tell even 40, 60, 80 years down the road and never feel bored. (if i lived that long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll all eventually leave this world when we're old,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the last thing i ever want is to forgot (you know i have a peanut memory),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never wanna forget people whom i love, memories and events of my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8808966621625646949-7347937079018638013?l=jomeries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/feeds/7347937079018638013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/03/keeping-my-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/7347937079018638013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8808966621625646949/posts/default/7347937079018638013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomeries.blogspot.com/2009/03/keeping-my-memories.html' title='keeping my memories'/><author><name>Joooced!~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BvJtleTVMbM/ScKoQ08kOeI/AAAAAAAAACk/IzNjzgPsdvk/s72-c/My_old_memories__by_6Artificial6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
