<?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-23234431</id><updated>2012-01-31T00:36:29.109+08:00</updated><category term='Vacation wif my freaky frens'/><category term='little things about me'/><category term='wat i got from doin assignments'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Boredom'/><category term='when fire covers my eyes'/><category term='emotional'/><category term='craps but its true...'/><title type='text'>misery.of.mine</title><subtitle type='html'>the future is illusion,the past is a memory,the present is a misery.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>201</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2571118454863656676</id><published>2009-08-20T20:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:04:07.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenges in life</title><content type='html'>I thought this is the life I wanted.But I'm wrong.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.I can only take this as a challenge in life.&lt;br /&gt;Stay focus and positive and go through every single day with a smile begining of the day and the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss home.I miss mum's cooking.I miss travelling.I miss college life.I miss getting up every in the afternoon and lepak until late at night.I miss working in Godiva.I miss looking out the shop and trying to impress every cute guys passing by. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough I got friends with me...lots of party and happy hours I sometimes do feel lonely.I guess I needed someone to be there for me.After all I'm still a girl who also need people to care and pampered along the way eventhough I'm strong or I looked strong to most of the people who know me but there's also time I feel like giving up,exhausted and weak.The question is who?and when? and am I ready?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-2571118454863656676?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/2571118454863656676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=2571118454863656676&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link 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all passes so fast that I can't even catch up.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already a month plus flying.It's not as glamorous as you can see.Tiring.There's one day,I said the most "sorry" in my life...not only "sorry" but to say something like "i know it's my mistake i know i'm careless,i'm so sorry".People who have known me..LOL they'll be laughing at me while saying "now you know how it feels!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been very emo lately.Feels life has become more and more meaningless these day.Till today I still don't know whether this is what I really want or not.Everyone seems so far away,everything.I feel loneliness deep inside.I miss home.So I take my 3 days off to go home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Mummy's Day.Is just so nice to be home.All the nice food..ahhh yummy!I brought mummy,popo,yiyi and jie to Capri and we talked for so long.They never stayed up so late before especially in Sitiawan except for jie of course.Went to Pangkor Island with jie the next day to meet my long time no see friend and of course sun bathing...I just love the beach so much but! i lost my newly-original-headphones....arggghhh!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been missing a lot of things lately;&lt;br /&gt;first my zebra SEw900 phone and my first-time-using-my own-money-to-buy phone,&lt;br /&gt;second RM70 (i think i dropped it),&lt;br /&gt;third the other day when i get my digi RM10 reload from the atm,i accidently throw the receipt with the reload number on it and only realize it the next day,&lt;br /&gt;and forth my headphones!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am I careless or is just plain bad luck?Damn!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-8383483997154975812?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/8383483997154975812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=8383483997154975812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/8383483997154975812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/8383483997154975812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2009/05/unlucky.html' title='Unlucky?'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-7895173062053135919</id><published>2009-02-25T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:42:54.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky me</title><content type='html'>Two more weeks to final exam and I can fly!!!only if I pass the exams and the passing mark is 90/100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...that girl that I mention on my previous post.She got no choice but to drop batch.How sad we was when she told us that before we went for our aircraft visit.She's a very cute and friendly girl and kind and fun too.Even though we aged the same,I feel like I'm a big sister to her.Or maybe is just me,I felt that I got this bond with her albeit we only know each other for about one and a half month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today class started at 1115am and I was late for 15mins because there was a massive jam while on the way to KL Sentral.But when I reached,luckily the class was about to start and the instructor didn't notice me if not I'll get my 3rd explanation letter.We had role play and shouting command for today.It was fun.But I didn't get to shout :( cos we got not enough time and Friday is our Door Drill.I'm thinking where can I practice my shouting...hmm...my apartment?no way!!later the whole block also come out and thinks that I'm crazy or something...Geez no way man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down to 2 more days to my dear babe 21st birthday!I can't wait babe!Let's party!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-7895173062053135919?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/7895173062053135919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=7895173062053135919&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/7895173062053135919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/7895173062053135919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2009/02/two-more-weeks-to-final-exam-and-i-can.html' title='Lucky me'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-6890562405150790312</id><published>2009-02-23T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:54:22.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>Today after class,as usual Melly will fetch me and Xanielle to LCCT to take bus to KL Sentral.We passed by the arrival hall and saw a Proton Perdana decorated with colourful wedding ribbons and there stand a gentlemen holding a bouquet of red roses standing infront of the car waiting impatiently for his bride-to-be.He's going to propose.How sweet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was just our assumption though...or its our fantasy?Well we may find out the answer and we might not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we head on to take our bus.When the bus take off,the nicely decorated with wedding ribbon car was just driving next to our bus.Haha...apparently the indian gentlemen who we saw holding the flowers was just a driver.The bride is a malay lady nicely dressed in her gold malay female traditional dress sitting next to her bride's mate at the back seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a bit disappointed though.But it's still so sweet to even just think about the first thought we had though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-6890562405150790312?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/6890562405150790312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=6890562405150790312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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different kind of feelings altogether.Everything seems to be new to me...too many new things that I haven't finish digesting until now.It takes time.It all started like this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time,I can feel freedom is in the air surrounding me when I woke up this morning.Relieved I would say even though I never expect this will happen so soon.But I did felt a little disappointed and a little angry plus a little...well I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today class was not too much to absorb.We got a lot of real life stories from our instructor today.It's really interesting working in aviation industry,it's fun.And there is ghost stories too.The last story before we dismiss the class is about people got possessed,something about people rare little ghost to protect their belongings and family etc. So one colleague/classmate of mine was asking more details about being possessed by the spirit because her sister was experiencing weird things when she hear people praying,she'll get very furious.Then the sister came(they joined AA together at the same batch somemore) and listen.The instructor told her to pray more and the instrustor admitted that she found her eyes very challenging everytime she looked at her.Then the sister suddenly kept quiet,her eyes turned still and never blinked looking at the instructor furiously then her sister grabbed her trying to calm her down by lying her down on the table.Her eyes still still and not blinking and her whole body was struggling as if she was fighting inside of her.With the help of other instructors and staff after half an hour or more trying to get the evil spirit out of her,they succeeded,with a loud screaming of pain when she's back to her ownselve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home alone unfortunately trying get rid of her look that doesn't belongs to her.My hands were shaking earlier when they're in the midst of helping her,I helped too but I know I didn't helped that much because I don't know what to help,I felt so guilty.I faced difficulties in sleeping alone at night...Even though I've seen it with my own eyes,I still find it hard that this kinda things does exists and yes it does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-3268585432710574298?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/3268585432710574298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=3268585432710574298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/3268585432710574298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/3268585432710574298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2009/02/possession.html' title='Possession'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-5081220338525101668</id><published>2009-02-12T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T01:33:36.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no see</title><content type='html'>To all my dear friends and readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a few reason why my blog has been frozen for so long;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) my lappy got problem&lt;br /&gt;2) the connection at my place got problem&lt;br /&gt;3) 1 and a half months back I was busy working during the festive season&lt;br /&gt;4) after that I got called from Air Asia to start training immediately&lt;br /&gt;5) I need to wake up every morning at 530am to prepare for training and it finishes at 6pm Mon-Sat&lt;br /&gt;6) few days after that I gotta prepare for my 21st birthday&lt;br /&gt;7) usually after training I'll go shopping for CNY&lt;br /&gt;8) ....CNY...&lt;br /&gt;9) came back from Sitiawan for training on the 2nd day of CNY *how sad :'(&lt;br /&gt;10) went back again on the weekends coz Saturday no class&lt;br /&gt;11) came back feeling extremely tired and yet still have to wake up early in the morning to go for training,walk also floating then after training went house visiting and house warming,gambled lost rm150 then went to another friend's house...nearly fainted&lt;br /&gt;12) sent lappy to repair so that's why now I can online :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more to be updated but I gotta sleep now.SO stay tuned!&lt;div 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see'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-1672853453862752331</id><published>2008-12-04T01:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T02:47:31.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Happenings</title><content type='html'>A lot a lot of things happened recently.I don't know where should I start from. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275633527814242642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/STbQvfaCQVI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/V6tRXKvooPA/s320/IMG_0246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hmmm..let's imagine getting drunk on Monday night,you going to open shop the next morning,in an event where all your colleagues is there.Well I went to my company director's RM2mil wedding at Shangri-La Hotel.The night when we went is the forth wedding dinner,they got 5 receptions all together.After dinner and champagnes,we went to Pulse @ Grand Millenium Hotel,free flow babe!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275633541718789666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/STbQwTNIziI/AAAAAAAAA_o/QRa4PK0l5pE/s320/IMG_0250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275633554198112210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/STbQxBscJ9I/AAAAAAAAA_4/Ls281RRqVEA/s320/IMG_0267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275633549956936402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/STbQwx5Q8tI/AAAAAAAAA_w/wbIKpO4urCs/s320/IMG_0265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275633533656929202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/STbQv1LCk7I/AAAAAAAAA_g/y3Mr4apCn14/s320/IMG_0258.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275635849186527842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/STbS2nMUSmI/AAAAAAAABAA/4v0dJqEG0Mc/s320/IMG_0263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two days after that I got sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday I went to Zouk Relaunch Party.Got invites for that.Thanks to baby.I didn't enjoyed much anyway.Not enough boost coz the free flow is only until 11pm and there's thousand of people queuing up for it and I didn't wanted to drink also coz I'm still having my fever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up quite late the next day.Went KLCC for my colleague's farewell.The actual plan is actually Chillis then we have to change to Chinoz.Chinoz is really nostalgic to me,how I wish I can turn back time.After a tower of beer,we changed to Quattro.Then I bump into Wei Kong celebrating his belated birthday with his friends,sitting just right behind of me.6 of us had loads of fun there including my assistant manager.It was crazy...as usual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw..my mum finally got a new camera! what's mum=mine...hahahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-1672853453862752331?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/1672853453862752331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=1672853453862752331&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1672853453862752331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1672853453862752331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/12/recent-happenings.html' title='Recent Happenings'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/STbQvfaCQVI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/V6tRXKvooPA/s72-c/IMG_0246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-3281679387350045652</id><published>2008-11-16T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:38:12.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Air Asia Interview</title><content type='html'>Scarrrrryyyyyyyyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone at the shop now because of the KLCC stupid yearly power shutdown.I have to take care all my babies aka the chocolates,blast the airconds and leave before 12am.Crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored.No one in msn that I can chat with.Nothing to do in facebook so that's why I'm here blogging.But I really don't know what I should write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well...lemme think..hmmm...well I got my highlights into dark blue because I went to the Air Asia walk-in interview yesterday at Renaissance Hotel.Lucky I didn't go in the morning I heard it was packed and busy.By the way,I got shortlisted and waiting for their second interview without having to queue up for 2 hours at least to wait for my turn.This time only took me about less than 20 minutes include filling up their forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before all that,I went to Sg. Wang to take passport sized photo and a full body photo.I went looking around for so long,well not for the passport size photo but the full body photo.So I came to this shop at BB Plaza,there's this old uncle.At first he's charging me RM30 for 1 freaking copy of a full body photo.Then I left,try to look for other shop but then all also don't have.So I have to go back to the uncle shop.This time he gave me discount,only RM25 for one copy,I got no choice but to say okay.So he took a few shots then he let me choose.When I was holding the camera looking at it,he hold me at the waist and keep telling me I'm pretty I sure can get the job bla bla bla...In my mind I was thinking,sigh this uncle so old already somemore so pervert he can be my grandfather already but nevermind la just treat him as one lor.Then before I leave his shop,he asked me to go and look for him when I'm free wor.I was like -_-" okay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I reached Renaissance Hotel they say I have to take new photos because they need a white background and they have this small little booth that provide the service.Its RM25 for a full body and a passport size photo.I was like...You know what I'm feeling?????!!!Damn it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,there's a price to pay for you to get something.Hopefully I get this!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-3281679387350045652?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/3281679387350045652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=3281679387350045652&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/3281679387350045652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/3281679387350045652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/11/air-asia-interview.html' title='Air Asia Interview'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-5298225045331755632</id><published>2008-11-16T10:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:04:16.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Activities after work</title><content type='html'>Wow!!&lt;br /&gt;I had a awesome night last night.Went to Zouk with Jordan,my senior from secondary school&amp;amp;band.I entered using his friend's girlfriend I.C.Hehehe smart.Alyse and Betty was there also.Had a little problem with the guest lists which pissed Jordan off a little.Get to know Jin from Hitz.fm through Jordan.As you know Zouk is under renovation.I don't really like the place now,no podium and very stuffy,like what Alyse said the place is like on fire,our hair stinks like hell.Well I prefer the old Zouk which has podium and the space is bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another best place will be Euphoria.Non-smoking club.Bigger space.A lot of podium.And our hair doesn't stinks.That's the best thing about it and good for us who don't smoke.At least I don't need to walk all the way from KLCC to Pavilion to wash my hair.Well I went Euphoria 2 weeks ago before I went to Singapore for training.Eventhough I don't like the music they played on Saturday but we had a lot of fun.I know you guys must be suprised,I broke my virginity of having Flaming Lamboghini and tequila pop.LOL.And that's where me and Alyse bumped into Jordan.It was a crazy night.The next day me and Alyse morning shift somemore,I'm late and both of us was so fucking blur the whole day.Hahahahaha..it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last Saturday I went poppy with Alyse again. :) And it's crazy too.Luckily my friend knows the bouncer and they let us in eventhough they checked our I.C.The dance floor was packed..both of us sweat like mad.But its not that stuffy as Zouk though..maybe because its open air.Met a few friends there,bumped into Evie when we were leaving.Hmmm what else?...Oh ya and luckily there's no road block because I fetch Alyse back all the way to Wangsa Melati then I drove back to Cheras and I'm high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking need a camera!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-5298225045331755632?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/5298225045331755632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=5298225045331755632&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/5298225045331755632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/5298225045331755632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/11/activities-after-work.html' title='Activities after work'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-5630275417807052064</id><published>2008-11-14T12:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:20:58.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New haircut,new friends and new happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SR28q9IjbwI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/OdtTx8StE2g/s1600-h/n675957593_1599764_5255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SR28q9IjbwI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/OdtTx8StE2g/s320/n675957593_1599764_5255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268574585244315394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been pretty busy lately.Just came back from Singapore on last Friday early morning.Then go to work after 3hrs of sleep.Went there for training as I've mentioned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Went there with my AM,company's driver fetch us all the way there.We stayed at a worth more than SGD$4mil condominium at Orchard Rd,it was 'heaven'!I even told my AM that maybe we should hang out more at the poolside to fish some rich men who's staying there.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I had a great time there apart from the training.Met up with Betty dear of course and Mei.Then we had korean dinner with Betty's cousin,Ivan and his friend Jon at Far East.Then we went to Sentosa Island to the Cafe Delma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SR28rHQhD-I/AAAAAAAAA-g/9V9gKQYW_2E/s1600-h/n675957593_1599773_7925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SR28rHQhD-I/AAAAAAAAA-g/9V9gKQYW_2E/s320/n675957593_1599773_7925.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268574587962068962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;################&lt;br /&gt;Well sorry I couldn't finish my blog now coz I'm feeling sleepy already after my flu medicine and some distraction from msn...anyway will update more on my first time to Ministry of Sound Euphoria,clubbing at Poppy and so much more.Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way...how do I look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-5630275417807052064?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/5630275417807052064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=5630275417807052064&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/5630275417807052064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/5630275417807052064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-haircutnew-friends-and-new.html' title='New haircut,new friends and new happenings'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SR28q9IjbwI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/OdtTx8StE2g/s72-c/n675957593_1599764_5255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-1862595756161372015</id><published>2008-10-29T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T20:13:17.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot 'N Cold</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling happy today I wondered why.I walked to Pavilion this afternoon during lunch break.I'm having my headphones on,listening to Leona Lewis,of course not bleeding love.I enjoyed so much for the whole 10mins.I suddenly got the feeling of being alone is like a bird so free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My purpose to go to Pavilion is to check out the Charles &amp;amp; Keith whether they have the bag I want coz I can get staff price but unfortunately....no bag no boots no shoes.But nevermind I'm going to Singapore next week for training...hehehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for baby for lunch but he got client.Ended up no lunch but I got two pairs of shoes from Tangs!Love it and its reasonable priced.I'm so happy...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#....you change your mind,like a girl changes clothes...yeah you pms like a bitch I would know...and you over think always speak crypticly I should know that you're no good for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-1862595756161372015?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/1862595756161372015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=1862595756161372015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1862595756161372015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1862595756161372015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/10/hot-n-cold.html' title='Hot &apos;N Cold'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2678730609074162457</id><published>2008-10-27T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:32:25.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"i love alyse wong :)"</title><content type='html'>Yo!yo!yo!&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from my holidays.I went to JB-Singapore to meet my mum and all.It's been two years I never been to Singapore already.The last time was last two years New Year's eve,it was crazy then but it was the best memories I ever had in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SR3CnodMD4I/AAAAAAAAA-o/9aW-useRpo4/s1600-h/DSC00691.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/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SR3CnodMD4I/AAAAAAAAA-o/9aW-useRpo4/s320/DSC00691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268581125223878530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SR3Cn4z9BXI/AAAAAAAAA-w/HsgrI_aLPLI/s1600-h/DSC00692.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/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SR3Cn4z9BXI/AAAAAAAAA-w/HsgrI_aLPLI/s320/DSC00692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268581129614329202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taken at De Bali-JB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well this time is only for 3 days.One night in Johor and another night at Singapore.It was tiring and very very hot.Went to Vivo City for shopping then went to my uncle's house at Queenstown,had dinner...a very very unsatisfied dinner ever.We waited for more than one hour and the place is so hot,mum and aunt nearly wanna pick a fight with the waiter because he's very very very the super slow when all of us was kinda rushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SR3CoSrnxkI/AAAAAAAAA-4/HlD2fnZwJI0/s1600-h/DSC00720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SR3CoSrnxkI/AAAAAAAAA-4/HlD2fnZwJI0/s320/DSC00720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268581136558704194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SR3Co9hOP3I/AAAAAAAAA_A/m7a3mty6UKk/s1600-h/DSC00722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SR3Co9hOP3I/AAAAAAAAA_A/m7a3mty6UKk/s320/DSC00722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268581148057812850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SR3CoxVjcUI/AAAAAAAAA_I/lSzsEl2yPCA/s1600-h/DSC00723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SR3CoxVjcUI/AAAAAAAAA_I/lSzsEl2yPCA/s320/DSC00723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268581144787644738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my uncle's puppy-Louie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betz dear was with me once I reached Johor.We went to Singapore together-gether the day after.Then after shopping,dinner and all,me and Betz went down to Orchard Rd to meet her cousin then we went Zouk first.Then we changed to The Butter Factory.The place was okay okay lor...Zouk is better,the crowd at least have better looking guys around.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SR3De_JOyyI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/ePI5V2tkCL4/s1600-h/DSC00730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SR3De_JOyyI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/ePI5V2tkCL4/s320/DSC00730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268582076206992162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway,I probably going Singapore again next week for training and will be staying for 3 days.This time baby probably coming over with me,hopefully it will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i love alyse wong :)"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-2678730609074162457?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/2678730609074162457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=2678730609074162457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-8813759263514637663</id><published>2008-10-17T20:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T21:28:36.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buzzzyyy beeee</title><content type='html'>As I've promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all started before Raya,the week where our salary is out.5 of my colleagues resigned because they were not happy with their pay or should I say they don't understand the policy of the company and they left stupidly?Well good that they left,they accused me of stealing money from the cashier but my supervisor and managers don't believe I'll do such things.They didn't even questioned me coz they looked back on the cctv and proved that what they said was wrong.I guess they are jealous of me,I worked hard and a lot of compliments from the directors and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all the work they left for me,I was busy busy busy like a busy bee.Especially before Raya.On that weekend I finally get off and I went to Damai Laut with baby,mum,yiyi,jie and of cos my popo.Mum got complimentary 2 rooms for 2 days 1 night stay.We had lots of fun even there's nothing much we can do there but most importantly,they got the beach!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258180526354032498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SPjPVGY1Z3I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/WQLQPK7Hf3g/s320/DSC00649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258180503342182642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SPjPTwqYcPI/AAAAAAAAA94/5WNyP8B5cqw/s320/DSC00325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258180498525211282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SPjPTet7SpI/AAAAAAAAA9w/PkxMQfYAW6M/s320/DSC00320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258180510802459618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SPjPUMdDO-I/AAAAAAAAA-A/S4JOTN6jfJs/s320/DSC00323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hehe...this is my popo.The most vain grandma in the world.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258180517941151906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SPjPUnDDCKI/AAAAAAAAA-I/p11O8cyL9aM/s320/DSC00346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tiff came over and crashed at my crib on Tuesday night.She spend the whole day at home and finished most of my chocolates in my fridge.We went Connought Night Market after work on Wednesday night.The next day I was off and we went Sg. Wang shopping and we meet up Betty dear there.We actually wanted to go to Pj for a Mary Kay session thingy but cancelled and changed to Friday.Then we decided to go to have our nails done.After that we went Nichi for shopping session part II,we had so much fun there,we come out with our own live band uniform.Hahaha it was so funny.We had so much fun.Too bad we forgot to take some pistures.Then we went Pavilion to meet up with my  baby for movies but ended up only 3 of us watching cos baby and his friends are watching a later movie.So we watched Flying with the Living Deads,I guess 3 of us were the noisiest in the cinema.Then me and baby fetch Tiff and Bet back to baby house cos Tiff car parked there.Then me and baby rushed back to Pavilion to watched Painted Skin.I ended up having a very very bad headache.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then the next day(Friday),I meet Betty up at Bangsar cos we wanted to go the Mary Kay thingy at 3pm.So I met her there,she's with Sujee.We went in one car.Bla bla bla I had a smoky eyes make up on and we left about 6pm and reached Bangsar at 7pm because of the freaking jam.Then me and Betty went to KLCC for dinner with Eugene at Sakae Sushi.After that I left cos they're going for movie,so I went Pavilion to fetch baby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So this week,I bought a girlfriend for my son Piggy.I named her Peggy hehe...very girly look.Cute!!!Will post up her picture soon :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So there goes my busy weeks...nothing much have change this week,work work work.Just a little quiet but in peace.But I wasnt feeling well today diarrhoea and vomited everything out I've eaten.Damn &lt;em&gt;charm&lt;/em&gt;! :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-8813759263514637663?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/8813759263514637663/comments/default' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=5733214781153568221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/5733214781153568221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/5733214781153568221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/10/stay-tuned.html' title='Stay Tuned!'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-6893518353314789479</id><published>2008-09-15T12:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T15:34:19.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another chapter of life?</title><content type='html'>A lot of people asked me&lt;br /&gt;"why are you selling chocolates?why don't you find a job that relates to what you have studied?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to but I don't want to be a buyer or a merchandiser,I'm bad in numbers and figures.I like to style myself,sometimes overdressed but styling for people is kinda hard,it needs a lot of studies in their lifestyle,the people they mixed with etc. etc.I like event management though but to start with,the pay is very little with my qualification with no experience and I don't have a car to go around but its a fun thing to do,I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I discover my childhood talent in scribbling drawings of jewellery and accessories that I design myself,the other day when discussing about my future with my mum and sis back at Sitiawan.So now I'm considering it eventhough I don't know where should I start with.It would be hard coz I need to support myself this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about fashion...hmmm...somehow accessories and jewellery relates to fashion isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this selling chocolate job basically is just to save some money while waiting for Air Asia for their next interview then I can save even more money for my studies if I get the job.But I can't deny that I starting to have this passion in chocolate,believe me Godiva chocolates is totally different from normal chocolate like Cadbury,Ferrero Roche and so on.Once you've tried it,you will never wanna eat other chocolates other than prestige chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally today is my off day.I worked 6 days in a row 10-10 everyday.I'm exhausted.So now I'm in Baby's salon doing highlights coz I'm so bored of my hair already.Hope it comes out nice.Today seems too many plans too little time.Hmmm...and have a lot to think and plan about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-6893518353314789479?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/6893518353314789479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=6893518353314789479&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/6893518353314789479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/6893518353314789479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-chapter-of-life.html' title='Another chapter of life?'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-5928763406368541079</id><published>2008-09-13T00:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T02:41:42.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate Story</title><content type='html'>Fyi,I already started working,at KLCC,a chocolate boutique called GODIVA.We just opened on last Sunday.It was fun working with my colleagues and to sell chocolates.Unfortunately I fell sick on the next day.So I'm off for Monday.It's been a very very tired week for me coz i'm working the whole week until next monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things happened in work.With having a fucker temporary manager and a stupid supervisor,everything was a mess.Alright..so this supervisor with having 3 years experience in Starbucks and a diploma in sound engineering which has nothing to do with F&amp;amp;B or marketing management or whatever you can relate to can be our supervisor,what do you think the people under him like me and my colleagues will be?The answer is more and more work.We gave him a nickname called CEO-B.Because he acts like he's a CEO and he's brainless,that's where the 'B' came from.Other than that,it could be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bastard,bodoh,bengong,babi,bitch &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;whatever negative phrase you can find that start with the letter 'B'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's also funny things happened to me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1st incident:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's two fella I wonder is they're partners came to our shop.One is a nerd and another one is a drag.This happens when I just finish my break.I went out to the chocolate bulk fridge to do something then this drag looked at me and asked me if I'm a chinese and I said yes.She told me that she like my look,my nose,my face,my figure.I was like "Oh thank you..hehe".I wonder if sh-im wanna copy my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd incident:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot which day.My colleague suddenly called me over when he's serving a customer.Then I asked him why.Then he asked me to look at the man's back pocket.So I looked.It was a porn DVD chucked in his pocket with half of the cover was seen.Then I secretly took a picture of it. :P Then suddenly his friend saw it and asked him to keep it away.Feeling embarrased he quickly took it out and put it in his friend's bag.And walked away looking embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245204346788167490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SMq1kCikv0I/AAAAAAAAA9g/Z0duqE2kSmU/s320/porno.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;3rd incident:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today there's this malay lady came in.Holding one of our choc biscuit and asked me if our product is halal.And I said yes.Then she asked me "how come there's no halal sign?".So I told her all our product is imported from Belgium even the packaging is made there.Then she asked me "Are you sure?".Then in my heart I was thinking "Yala..I'm selling this of course I know,there's no animal fats la,biscuit where got alcohol" so I told her there's a lot of muslim and malay bought from us also.Then she say "What kind of muslim they are?" and she walked out. -_-" Ya,if you're so holy how come you didn't wear your tudung?No offence ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4th incident:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this book 'Discover Chocolate:The Ultimate Guide to Buying,Tasting and Enjoying Fine Chocolate' from a customer who came yesterday.Yesterday his friend bought a box of truffes from me.Then today they came again with more people and they did bought some chocs from us.Asking me for more samples.Bla bla bla...During closing time suddenly my colleague called me over then I saw this customer.So I went out.He passed me a Kinokuniya paper bag with a gift inside and he said it for the samples I gave them.I was suprised.I opened and its this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245204354766592450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SMq1kgQx2cI/AAAAAAAAA9o/6SPM_rEjeyU/s320/DSC00524.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;This job is so much fun.Selling chocolates to people.Friendly,caring,considerate and fun colleagues.I enjoyed it a lot but there's too many issues with the management.May not stay long with this job,same goes to my colleagues.Sigh... &lt;p&gt;More chocolate stories to tell...stay tuned!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-5928763406368541079?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/5928763406368541079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=5928763406368541079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/5928763406368541079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/5928763406368541079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/09/chocolate-story.html' title='Chocolate Story'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SMq1kCikv0I/AAAAAAAAA9g/Z0duqE2kSmU/s72-c/porno.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-3055470679855239847</id><published>2008-08-31T17:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T03:07:10.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We get together</title><content type='html'>Was busy lately because of the new job I got.Basically I was on training since the store is not open yet.But it's kinda like wasting our time for the last few days.Asked us to go office for freaking half or one hour to listen to the manager saying the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241869832654583986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SL7c1xY2eLI/AAAAAAAAAq8/UxSQyx1bgbU/s320/DSC00472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I went Jogoya with baby on Thursday.It was my first time there.I purposely keep my stomach for the buffet so it wouldn't waste the rm78++.For the Jogoya-virgin me,I really don't know what to do at the buffet;what are the clips for,what can take and what cannot take and so on.I had to admit that this is my first time eating such a fresh salmon sushi.It's worth paying it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241869836307544434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SL7c1-_yOXI/AAAAAAAAAq0/SA_uNVQO69w/s320/DSC00459.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241869843208004978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SL7c2Ys-5XI/AAAAAAAAArE/g6BMTZjCmWs/s320/DSC00474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Last friday,I was supposed to meet Alyse and friends at Sunway for Ivy's cheerleading thingy.So before I leave KL I texted Tiffany see whether she's at Sunway watching movie alone again or not so I can go meet her up.Then she told me that she just finish work and wanted to go KL to pick her phone up so didn't get to meet her up coz I'm going Sunway.While I'm on my way going to Sunway,I got a call from Jessie,my coursemate,she's looking for a model for her fashion show that she's doing at the Attic coz one of her model cannot make it so she asked for my favor.So went there tried out the dresses,hairdo,make-up,rehersal,the show and so on so on..da..da..da..da....Finished about 1030pm.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241869842675138386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SL7c2Wt7_1I/AAAAAAAAArM/7lb0rSP8nE0/s320/DSC00488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I rushed to Sunway to meet the girls up.Coincidently,Tiffany is there with them.They bumped into each.So I meet them up at Friendster Cafe.Fuhhhh...it's been 3 years we haven't meet each other for Alyse and Aileen except for Tiff.Then Mei Chan and Melissa joined us.Then came our hyperactive sister Ivy.Oh and not to forget Ah Mah,Alyse's friend,also a Sitiawanese.We chit chat and get updated with each and everyone of us.We all left about 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday,Merdeka eve...Tiff came over to my house before we go to Sg.Wang to meet Alyse,Aileen and Ah Mah for shopping.We shop for awhile then we went to McD to eat coz we are all hungry.We chatted then Alyse and all left about 6pm so me and Tiff shop shop shop and shop until the shops in Sg.Wang are all closed.We then walked back to Pavilion to meet my baby then we went Jalan Alor W.A.W for dinner.We watched Babylon A.D right after watching the fireworks at 12am sharp.It was a memorable experience especially for Tiff,it's her first time celebrate National Day in KL. :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241870490170870402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SL7dcC08yoI/AAAAAAAAArc/Ilj8Huw1Aj4/s320/DSC00493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241870496185160786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SL7dcZO3lFI/AAAAAAAAArk/XtYgJQfPnYc/s320/DSC00501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241870497735466578" 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2044097999345133618</id><published>2008-08-19T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T17:44:40.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Less interesting...</title><content type='html'>I realised my blog become more and more dull or boring or not happening or dead.Most of the blogs I wrote for the past few months were all unhappy stuff or I should say less interesting stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read back my previous blogs,last year's about this time.That time I was so busy doing my assignments,went to a lot of events,parties,Frangipani,hanging out a lot with dear and yum cha with Betty dear nearly everyday.The time has never been enough for me and it was enjoying and happy except the issues I faced staying at Subang.It seems so long ago,in a year so many things can happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember going to Camelia's private birthday party,Guiness Stout party,Rain party *not that korean singer*,Glam party and so on.It was so so so FUN!And we're CRAZY!Me,Dada,Dear and Tze.Even though now I still go to some events like NewMan and Juice party,I realised is the company that matters that's why now is not that fun as it used to be because there's no one who can drink and dance and camwhore and trendy explosion and feel like an alien with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dada is so busy nowadays,dear got his own friends,betty went Singapore and me....hmmmm...boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And soon..I'm going to work soon.Everyone need to grow up and work hard for their future,like me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-2044097999345133618?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/2044097999345133618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=2044097999345133618&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2044097999345133618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2044097999345133618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/08/less-interesting.html' title='Less interesting...'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-6859407022237327025</id><published>2008-08-17T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T17:07:58.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eclipse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went back to Sitiawan last weekend since I don't know when can I go back again if I start working.The first thing I do when I reach Sitiawan is to have my favorite &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kopi peng&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laksa &lt;/span&gt;but unfortunately the coffee shop next to Lido Hall was closed for chinese Ghost Festival.Damn!So me and Jie went to another coffee shop that is owned by christian so that they're not close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual,mum cooked a lot of nice food for me.It is so deliciously delicious.Then on the next day we went to Grandma house for lunch,we had porridge.Not long after that we went for my favorite &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kopi peng&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; laksa&lt;/span&gt;.Finally and I'm so satisfied.Then we went Manjung to eat coconut jelly.And for dinner we went Ayer Tawar.Nice nice NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the early morning of August 17,I stayed awake to watch the partial lunar eclipse.I waited from 12am until 3am then it started.I nearly give up a few times but I hanged on.I placed mum's yoga mat on top of mum's car boot,I get a pillow and blanket and rest on top of the car's boot.The night was so quiet and calm.With the company of Chester,my dog,I feel that I'm not alone.I slowly wait and watched but it's not as amazing as I thought but I enjoyed it...a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: I watched until 530am with some snooze in between.&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/23234431-6859407022237327025?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/6859407022237327025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=6859407022237327025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/6859407022237327025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/6859407022237327025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/08/eclipse.html' title='Eclipse'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-7990717811875291361</id><published>2008-08-12T00:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T01:05:52.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laid Back</title><content type='html'>The whole sunday I was doing house cleaning.Argh...feel so satisfy now.Clean clean.And today I went gym.Hardcore.My abs muscle hurts.Though my back waist is killing me but I'm still doing good.I don't know what's the cause,I feel it this morning when I woke up,I think is either my sleeping posture or it's wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;I miss clubbing.I miss shopping.I miss yum cha.I miss hanging out.I actually miss the time when I stay at dear's house. :( and of course I miss dear too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-7990717811875291361?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/7990717811875291361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=7990717811875291361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/7990717811875291361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/7990717811875291361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/08/laid-back.html' title='Laid Back'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-7563477229132553770</id><published>2008-08-10T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:23:48.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile..</title><content type='html'>I screwed the WWF job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of wasting my one week time,why not I go for more interviews that is more into something that I really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to Subang yesterday for lunch.Dad cooked claypot chicken rice and the chilli padi was AWESOME!until dad also cannot stand.Then I followed dad to Rahman Putra Golf Club at Sg. Buloh but before that we went to fix the car's tyre.So while waiting me and dad went opposite for DVDs.Dad bought a few DVDs then we head on to Sg.Buloh after we get the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met dad's friend wife,Auntie Marianne,who was a ex-MAS cabin crew.I think she's a little bias with low cost airline.She keep telling me not to join AirAsia and keep promoting MAS.I told her I heard that MAS pay very little and she tell me that she work for MAS 10years ago and they paid her very well.In my heart I wanted to tell her "hello auntie!it was 10years ago la".The way she talk to me as if she very professional but to me...she's just a b*tch showing off her Coco Chanel belt and her fake CC earrings.LMAO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that I sat down with dad and his friends,looking and listening their beer talk for more than 3 hours.Then me and dad went TTDI for dinner at the Sid's Cafe.It's a very british pub and cafe.I drank with dad,I had Guiness and dad had his Tiger.For so long I've never been so close to dad,only the two of us,we were holding hands,hugging each other and people might have thought that I'm his girlfriend till my dad introduce me to his friends at the Sid's Cafe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-7563477229132553770?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/7563477229132553770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=7563477229132553770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/7563477229132553770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/7563477229132553770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile..'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2111979508919164107</id><published>2008-08-08T15:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:22:36.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you're given too many choices</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SKBnM2rjsmI/AAAAAAAAAqs/q574uVihSIw/s1600-h/DSC00400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233296237538816610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SKBnM2rjsmI/AAAAAAAAAqs/q574uVihSIw/s320/DSC00400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 3 holiday trips-I just came back from Langkawi last week and was busy going for interviews and job hunting.Because of all the trips I needed to get a job a.s.a.p coz I'm broke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this job,working for a company that help WWF in fundraising.Going to start work this coming monday and I'm going Kuantan for this so I won't be around the whole week next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I text dad asking money for my rental he asked about my wanna-be cabin crew latest news.Then he told me he got this friend who was a ex-cabin crew in MAS,who can help me in that.Obviously I told him the disadvantages of working with MAS because I know a few people who actually quit MAS.But he insisted he said no harm trying so I'm meeting him tomorrow for lunch then we go and meet that lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just this afternoon mum called.She said if I really wanna get my degree she will pay for it only if it is in Malaysia.Getting my degree is always on top of my list even now I wanna work is because of that also.But...after all the interviews I went to,people were like asking "what does fashion marketing and management do?design or marketing or management?" and some are even more rude asking me "why you study fashion got marketing one?what does marketing has to do with fashion?" with that kinda tone as if I am just wasting their time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually thought of getting a degree in Public Relation,maybe in other college.But mum asked me whether when I get my degree is it easier for me to get a higher paid job or easier to get promoted.If I can get jobs easily now then no need to waste time getting a degree or I can get it in the future at Open University or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last night I got an email from AirAsia.They got online recruitment for cabin crew.I applied and now waiting for reply.I know..a lot of people were saying cabin crew is just like waitress,the only difference it is on the aircraft high above the skies and many people think cabin crew is cheap and all that but I think all this is based on personalities and what are their purpose in working as a cabin crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-2111979508919164107?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/2111979508919164107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=2111979508919164107&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2637395356549090817</id><published>2008-07-25T00:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T01:41:19.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let my faith conquer the fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On My Way Here-Clay Aiken&lt;/strong&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;em&gt;I took my first step&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On that black and white kitchen floor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I sometimes wonder if that house&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is even there, anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had my first glimpse of love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I was five&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I watched two people split apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But still the three of us survived&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've seen the best&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've seen the worst&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wouldn't change what I've been through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've touched the sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've hit the wall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I did what I had to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ooooohhhh&lt;/em&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;CHORUS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On my way here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where I am now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've learned to fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to want to leave the ground&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've fallen hard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I've been loved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in the end it all works out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My faith has conquered fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On my way here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh yeah yeaaah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My address has changed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Almost every year&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've found that standing still&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can quickly make a lifetime disappear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd rather try and fail&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A thousand times denied&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And this, whenever you feel pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It lets you know that you're alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been a fool&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been afraid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, I've been loved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been lied to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I've been right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I stood up when I had to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah Yeahhhh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On my way here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where I am now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've learned to fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to want to leave the ground&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've fallen hard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I've been loved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in the end it all works out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My faith has conquered fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On my way here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No guarantees&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believed that I would find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;An open door or a light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To lead me to the other side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess that is why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On my way here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where I am now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've learned to fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to want to leave the ground&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've fallen hard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I've been loved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in the end it all works out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My faith has conquered fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On my way here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is a new song I found it quite inspiring.And it can closely relate to me,now.Lovin' it right now...it gives me the courage to face my future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-2637395356549090817?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/2637395356549090817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=2637395356549090817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2637395356549090817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2637395356549090817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/07/let-my-faith-conquer-fear.html' title='Let my faith conquer the fear'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2158079450410601068</id><published>2008-07-24T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T23:24:42.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's gonna be alright</title><content type='html'>I think I've pushed myself too hard lately.Surrounding myself with all those impossible thoughts.Too drown into the dramas I watched lately I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking....why am I so ambitious?...why am I so stubborn?...why am I not so stupid?...why can't I be more innocent?...why am I expecting too much from myself and other people around me?...why do I have to protect myself too much that I can't even let myself off a little?...isn't it better if I'm stupid and innocent and naive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether I should go for Air Asia walk-in interview or not this coming Saturday.Everyone is asking me to go and try but me myself...haven't even prepared anything yet.What is pulling me away?away from all this?Am I scared?Am I too paranoid about my future?I know I'm avoiding but on the other hand I want to get myself a job asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I wanna do?&lt;br /&gt;PR??&lt;br /&gt;Events???&lt;br /&gt;Marketing????&lt;br /&gt;Assistant merchandiser?????&lt;br /&gt;Cabin crew??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I get if I get myself involve in....&lt;br /&gt;PR/Event /Marketing /Asst. merchandiser?&lt;br /&gt;-average income,good contacts and gain a lot of experiences&lt;br /&gt;-estimated time I can pursue my degree:in 5-10yrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabin crew?&lt;br /&gt;-meet all kinds of people,gets to travel,damn good income&lt;br /&gt;-estimated time I can get my degree:in 3-5yrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum was telling me,I'm still young,no harm trying,just do whatever I feel like doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone decide for me?Sigh...I know.My life I decide myself.Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-2158079450410601068?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/2158079450410601068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=2158079450410601068&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2158079450410601068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2158079450410601068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-gonna-be-alright.html' title='It&apos;s gonna be alright'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-3080838112332103281</id><published>2008-07-23T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T01:56:04.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happyness?</title><content type='html'>Nowadays I can hardly online coz I don't have a internet connection at my crib.So whenever I get to online I'll check out my friends blog other than check my facebook and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read that some of them are so happy with their life now,some were busy going parties,some were busy travelling,some were busy with college and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm...then I wonder;have I ever been so happy about my life before?do I have such a great parents to provide so many things in my life?do I still have the best companies to go clubbing together?do I still have the busy-going-out life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's wrong with me this few days and weeks.PMS?maybe...or maybe I'm still in the holiday mood after Bandung and Bangkok,and now it's on idle that's why I keep complaining that I'm bored till I go Langkawi this coming Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to an interview at a event company called Rhinno Max this afternoon.It was a good start if not I'll be lazying till God knows when.Although the company is holding a lot of events but the problem is the working hours is from 830am to 630pm and its compulsory to work on Saturday,so it's 6days a week!!!The starting salary will be RM1.5k to RM1.8k.That fella somemore ask me enough or not.This fella who interviewed me is the most good looking among all the interviewers I've met even though it's only a few I've been.And now my problem is I don't know whether I wanna take this job or not and then this Saturday got Air Asia interview.I'm so confused now.I don't know which one to choose.To be honest,now my main purpose is to save money to get my degree.Both also in service industry but different pay.Being a cabin crew of course will make it possible to get my degree in a shorter period of time but in a event company as a marketing executive will give me more hands-on experience.Then if I get to be a cabin crew,I might not be quitting because of the money and I'll end up not getting my degree.Sigh....wth...wth!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a say in chinese 'when the boat reach the pier it will eventually become straight'.I really hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-3080838112332103281?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/3080838112332103281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=3080838112332103281&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/3080838112332103281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/3080838112332103281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/07/happyness.html' title='Happyness?'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-889530994887716484</id><published>2008-07-14T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T00:15:14.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Spree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The previous post was edited due to the post was being to controversial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For those who haven't read my previous post,Bangkok trip was a disappointment.But the best part is the shopping,not as satisfied like last year.Last time I can buy 5 pairs old heels and now I can only buy 3 pairs,5 handbags and now only 3,10 pairs of earrings and now none,6 necklaces and now only 2.Not to mention the amount of tops and bottoms of course is not that many.Things in Bangkok are getting more and more expensive even at Jatujak.In conclusion,apart from the disappointment.I got drunk at Route66@RCA , finally can step in to The Bedsupper Club,thai food and shopping was a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222901804315974018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SHt5hNcAGYI/AAAAAAAAAqU/CsN8aIpH7jw/s320/Bangkok+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;lovin' this t-shirt *skinny bitch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The week before Bangkok,I was in Bandung shopping.Was with mum and her colleagues,it's a company trip.Food was so-so,every day either nasi padang or sudanese because there's malay in our group.Other groups without malay can eat variety of food like chinese food and so on.Shopped a lot too.Mostly working attire like shirts and knee-length skirt apart from t-shirts.Not that enjoying tho cos I was not feeling well the whole trip.The massage is good and is cheap also.Only 50,000 rupiah for 1 hour full body massage with baby oil,which equals to RM18,cheaper than BKK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222901805919983282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SHt5hTabVrI/AAAAAAAAAqc/dL6-MPtYg5g/s320/DSC00117.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Refreshing.Coca cola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest,depends on what you are looking for,both places provides different things.You can find better quality at Bandung because their stuff are all from factory,at least its branded but is just that the tag was cut off.In BKK,you can find unique designs and the people there are very creative,so you can find a lot of nice special stuff that you can't get it in Malaysia from the local designers in BKK.Apart from that you can get wholesale stuff and it's so much cheaper than you get it in Malaysia and I saw a lot of dresses that I saw Bangsar and it's like 250 baht which equals to RM25 and if you buy a minimum of 3 pieces you can get wholesale price for 180 baht for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For pictures,you can check out;&lt;br /&gt;my facebook album&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=47176&amp;amp;l=b69f5&amp;amp;id=675957593"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=47176&amp;amp;l=b69f5&amp;amp;id=675957593&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear binny friendster album&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/3530611/1/941804662"&gt;http://www.friendster.com/photos/3530611/1/941804662&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222901817164112562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SHt5h9TPIrI/AAAAAAAAAqk/AdoZGtRle48/s320/DSC00247.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Latest hair cut as for 7 July 2008&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/23234431-889530994887716484?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/889530994887716484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=889530994887716484&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2233628361311241016</id><published>2008-06-18T12:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T14:38:08.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Pick Up Line Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I went back to Mongoose to get my pay cheque and had lunch with my ex-colleagues at The Canteen @ Megan Avenue.I missed them.Think about it,it was fun working with these people.Everyone was suprised by my 'new' look.My nickname changed from pocahontas to cleopatra.Imagine that till I reveal myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back to Pavilion after that.Wanted to study but end up sleeping in the car,trimmed my hair,cutted my split ends away with baby's scissors,KFC for teatime...heh..I just can't concentrate. :) I want to shop!I've been controlling myself for the past few months...It was hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Next,I went to No Black Tie for the Music on the Up event.The crowd was not as good as the previous one.I was introduced to this man called Shimi,a ex-designer for Mongoose,by Ivan.SHimi is working with his own event company so he needed people to help him.Since I'm interested in doing events,I offered to help him since I got nothing to do at the moment.At the end of the event,I was sitting there chit chatting with my ex-colleagues Ivan and Wai Fong.Then there's this guy suddenly came over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Are you at the last comedy night?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ya...why?&lt;br /&gt;Guy:Are you sitting at the table outside with Anju that night?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ya...&lt;br /&gt;Guy:I saw you keep looking at me from the whole night the other day...&lt;br /&gt;Me:-_-" Did I? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fyi,he's about the same height or shorter than me but cute la..but still not that kinda guy I would looked at*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy:Yea...you keep looking at me.I wanted to talk to you but didn't manage to...until I met you again here today.SOrry I still don't get your name &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*putting his hands out to shake my hands*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*shakes his hands*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm Jessica.Nice to meet you here again. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*grinned sarcastically*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;Guy:I'm Brendon.Prudential Insurance.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh!Now I remember you.You're the insurance guy.Yea...yea..Finally hehe&lt;br /&gt;Guy:Yea.Heh.I was actually a schoolmate of Brian.We didn't talk much in school.I don't even recognized him on the comedy night until today then I recognized so I went to talked to him just now.And I found out you're actually a internship for Time Out.&lt;br /&gt;Me:Yea...finished about 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;Guy:So you not doing anything now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#the chat went on and on then he shifted to talked to Wai Fong....on and on...then come back to me...then he gave us his namecard and went back to his table behind us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After that me and Wai Fong was like "WTF?".Wai Fong was telling Baby about it.Baby came in the middle of our conversation with the insurance guy.We all agreed that 'who on earth wanna look at him!'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning I went college for exam.Hopefully I can at least just pass it.I don't want to face that lecturer again.I realize college life is so much better.Baby was envying about me and other people's college life coz we can wear whatever we like.Mainly because during his college life time,that freaking college want everyone to dress formal office attire.Then this morning while having breakfast at the cafeteria I told him college life would be better if it's a Taylor's or KDU or other college similar to Taylor's it would be better than what you can see now in my college.The reason being is that those colleges are bigger in size and number of students,more handsomes and pretties,and most importantly most of them are straight. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my college,there are more girl students compared to guys.Some girls and guys,sometimes I wonder why do they wanna take up fashion when they are like 'that'.If you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dadadada...Going to Newman event later in the evening.After that will go back to Sitiawan then Friday come back then Saturday go Bandung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span 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title='Worst Pick Up Line Ever'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-8271480672822562062</id><published>2008-06-15T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:37:50.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is PMDD???!</title><content type='html'>It's already a week I finished my internship.Stayed at home nearly everyday and watched some drama from Taiwan.Went to gym twice this week and oh! after all my effort to lose weight,the results were satisfying but still I need to lose a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cutted my hair last weekend.I wanted to post up pictures but I want to keep it mysterious...So just wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip to Bandung postponed to coming Saturday and Air Asia walk-in interview also on Saturday.Sigh...mum asked me to go next time wor... :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Coco Banana last night.Packed with seafoods.And I found out that the owner is the owner of Rush.Well that's why so many seafoods.We were there because baby's friend's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is coming soon.Feeling emo lately and I read the newspaper today,I think I'm having PMDD.Stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-8271480672822562062?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/8271480672822562062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-7428753795420975996</id><published>2008-06-09T12:27:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T15:13:26.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEyzQTR0SVI/AAAAAAAAAm0/C0nhGIvY1Cs/s1600-h/DSC00210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209735961595103570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEyzQTR0SVI/AAAAAAAAAm0/C0nhGIvY1Cs/s320/DSC00210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let's cheer you up with a cutepicture of chester...my 'brother' back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEyzQ56xlFI/AAAAAAAAAm8/hgWiQL6s2Vs/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209735971967439954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEyzQ56xlFI/AAAAAAAAAm8/hgWiQL6s2Vs/s320/DSC00290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roasted pork and whole leg chicken served with mini potatoes,carrots and asparagus top it up with homemade apple sauce...deliciously cooked by dad the other day when I'm back at Subang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEyzRQ4uPmI/AAAAAAAAAnE/tW4fzshHYjY/s1600-h/DSC00121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209735978132848226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEyzRQ4uPmI/AAAAAAAAAnE/tW4fzshHYjY/s320/DSC00121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kuat gym sial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEyzSB-JG5I/AAAAAAAAAnM/8awf4lDftLU/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209735991308917650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEyzSB-JG5I/AAAAAAAAAnM/8awf4lDftLU/s320/DSC00193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm?phone or tv?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEyzSU5LIJI/AAAAAAAAAnU/2nmHLaZsPgo/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209735996388352146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEyzSU5LIJI/AAAAAAAAAnU/2nmHLaZsPgo/s320/DSC00194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stylus or antenna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEyzQTR0SVI/AAAAAAAAAm0/C0nhGIvY1Cs/s1600-h/DSC00210.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209739823196881330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEy2xE3bQbI/AAAAAAAAAnc/tXp2Ucc5y6o/s320/DSC00197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;radio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEyzQ56xlFI/AAAAAAAAAm8/hgWiQL6s2Vs/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209739835122018210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEy2xxSmZ6I/AAAAAAAAAnk/tucQEYEjYHY/s320/DSC00199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Oh!it's a phone plus radio plus tv..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209739845646443426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEy2yYf0Y6I/AAAAAAAAAns/aLdILLUmuzU/s320/DSC00203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;you want bird nest?tell me...cheaper than you can get in the market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEyzSB-JG5I/AAAAAAAAAnM/8awf4lDftLU/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209739849231348450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEy2yl2hsuI/AAAAAAAAAn0/RYOsivd6WGg/s320/DSC00221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Time Out Music on The Up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEyzSU5LIJI/AAAAAAAAAnU/2nmHLaZsPgo/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209739859516839698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEy2zMKx1xI/AAAAAAAAAn8/wTN3lajBieY/s320/DSC00222.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the other day when we just shifted to the new office...NBTD when we're waiting to get online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEyzQ56xlFI/AAAAAAAAAm8/hgWiQL6s2Vs/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209743912669297794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEy6fHVoPII/AAAAAAAAAoE/WhdI1dzuUP4/s320/DSC00226.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;this is their target...poor thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEyzRQ4uPmI/AAAAAAAAAnE/tW4fzshHYjY/s1600-h/DSC00121.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209743924948143410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEy6f1FIjTI/AAAAAAAAAoU/s2-KkYXqNDg/s320/DSC00247.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;eventhough mine is already very long...but this majolica majoca makes it even longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEyzSB-JG5I/AAAAAAAAAnM/8awf4lDftLU/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209745932271650018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEy8Uq8WhOI/AAAAAAAAAok/h4nuq7gt0KQ/s320/my+cousins+n+sis.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;spot me??? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209772791561028114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEzUwFl9ghI/AAAAAAAAAos/aoXX83F83p8/s320/IMG_0723.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;baby hate this picture alot...he's jealous!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209772811431147010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEzUxPnXdgI/AAAAAAAAAo0/anQrfhYJuHo/s320/DSC00177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tiramisu @ Capri Cafe Lumut-RM11&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209772820002173026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEzUxvi28GI/AAAAAAAAAo8/yu4NXNsr474/s320/DSC00233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;boiling winnie the pooh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209775078934627474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEzW1OuUxJI/AAAAAAAAApE/oxSQModXVeU/s320/DSC00139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LOL he will kill me when he see this!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-END-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SEyzQTR0SVI/AAAAAAAAAm0/C0nhGIvY1Cs/s72-c/DSC00210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-845582759047121901</id><published>2008-06-05T10:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T12:18:09.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything makes me worry...wtf?!</title><content type='html'>I find it very stupid that the fuel prices are up.They should at least increased it little by little so people would not feel the pain their wallet,at least they can plan how to save money or use their money wisely.There's a massive jam every where because of the petrol stations that was packed with cars rushing to fill up their tanks before 12am.If you people have seen the scene last night,it was much massive compared to New Year's eve,Merdeka's eve,Xmas's eve and so on.Soon prices of nearly everything will rise also.WTF!It makes me worry!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit!now I have to cut short my holiday period to August,I somemore thought of being a useless jobless fresh graduate lazy fella sleeping/lazying at home everyday enjoying my allowance from my mum and dad till I feel like working only I go find a job of interest.Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LGGBoFeWVLw&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LGGBoFeWVLw&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is for that poor girl I mention in my last two post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck girl...You don't want to listen to me or us,it's up to you.If anything happened to you,I won't feel guilty or bad because I didn't help you,in fact I'll be happy for you that you finally learn your lesson and I'll tell you "told ya!". I know the past will always be the past but look at this video,you hoping for a change but he will never change.How I know?Well I know how much I want to make someone change,how much I sacrifice to make the person change but in the end what did I get?Human nature is like that,yes they will show you tht they've change but you never know what they did behind your back.You can say that every individual is different you can say that some people can change because of love you can tell me you believe him...someday..someday you will know what I'm trying to say.By the way,would you want to be worried everytime he sms?answer his phone?chatting on msn?going out with his 'friends' and his whereabouts whenever you are not by his side?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yadaa yadaa yadaa...ok now I feel like I'm a mother!I'm going to stop here about this topic...ciaoz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-845582759047121901?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/845582759047121901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=845582759047121901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/845582759047121901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/845582759047121901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/06/everything-makes-me-worrywtf.html' title='Everything makes me worry...wtf?!'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-4745212490907799072</id><published>2008-06-03T13:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T14:01:19.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So near yet so far...</title><content type='html'>Oh by the way,(continue from previous post) there's one day I bump in into them,this girl and this guy.So we had this 'hi' and 'oh what are you doing here' this kinda conversation.This guy don't even dare to look me in the eyes,he has never approached me whenever we bump into each other in our _______,never add me in friendster or facebook when he has added all the girls in our _______,never talk when I'm talking with his group of his friends,never hi bye till this day when I saw him with this girl he's with.He don't even dare to smile comfortably to me when he saw me.I guess he knows that I'm not the person he can mess with.Or maybe because I always show him the fierce look that people always say I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*fill in the blanks with the correct answer* &lt;em&gt;go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..so back to my part now.You know what?I still got 3 more days left!!You heard me?I said 3 more days!!!Looking at the dates to come,it seems so near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First,there's my HR final exam which I need to study real hard this time,I don't want to resit again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my Bandung trip,fully sponsored by my mum's company and mum is going to sponsor my shopping..wahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my Bangkok trip...ahhhhhh!!!can't wait!!!I want more shopping I want to go Ayutthaya I want massage I want tomyam I want food!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe my Singapore trip if I still got money left...but I doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Langkawi trip..with baby...and our 1st year anniversary..and baby's birthday..chocolates..perfumes..beer...liquor!!!!Oh ya!and bitch...no no I mean beach!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...I think I'm getting overexcited :)&lt;br /&gt;Alright...this Saturday am going for &lt;u&gt;SIA&lt;/u&gt; walk-in interview.If you guys don't know what &lt;u&gt;SIA&lt;/u&gt; stands for,it simply stand for &lt;u&gt;Singapore Airlines&lt;/u&gt;.Yea I know they're very very strict but you don't try you won't know.I'm trying for every airlines except MAS,plus they gonna freeze on their recruitment :p &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*I got read newspaper one ok!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-4745212490907799072?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/4745212490907799072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=4745212490907799072&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/4745212490907799072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/4745212490907799072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-near-yet-so-far.html' title='So near yet so far...'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2221393965719630586</id><published>2008-06-02T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T18:47:30.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too naive to be in a relationship</title><content type='html'>I can't say that I never been into this kinda situation before. Due to family background I am forced to be independent in an early age and because of that I'm more mature compare to other people that are same age as me.I've seen a lot of people and met a lot of different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I just wanna talk about this particular group of people called 'The Abuser' or you can call them 'The Perverts' or 'Womanizers' or etc. etc. whatever you wanna call them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Just because they got the looks they got the money,they think they can have every girls they want and spit them out like a chewing gum after the girl got tasteless and hard to chew.Picking up on girls who are naive and inexperienced to flirt with while they got their girlfriend by their side. Playing with relationship by having 2 or more girlfriends at one time and don't give a damn after they victims had catfights because of him.Leave the girl because she don't let him have sex and/or after they have sex.Only call that girl when he's lonely and needed sex.Messing up with other people's girlfriend and take advantages whenever they can.Use various ways to make that girl they're after to fall into their trap.Mentally torture you by not answering your calls for days till you search all over for him and finally reply your calls and messages when they want you for sex.Force you to satisfy his sexual needs and dumps you if you don't obey.Assholes!Mutha fucka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a lot and I've seen a lot.I know what they're thinking of and what the next step they're going to take and I know the dirty little game that they play.That's why I never fall into their trap.This is not something that you can learn from your books,you have to fall to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I got to know that this girl is seeing this guy who is mention above*.I'm happy for this girl that she found a boyfriend.But knowing what kind of boyfriend she's having is making me sick and worry.Therefore,I told her whatever I've got to know about this guy who has done nearly everything that I mention above*.She seems like she's not accepting everything I've said because it sounds too unbelievable that actually this guy can do such a thing.She looks blinded.I used to see her as a girl with strong principles that she have,strong personalities,stubborn and yet very intelligent and willing to learn but now,I see her as young teenage girl who just found her first love,a girl who knows nothing about love,a girl who knows nothing about the world outside,a girl who knows nothing about protecting herself.Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy came to know about me telling this girl about his dirty stuff.He confronted my friend who told me all his shits.Fucking my friend for telling me what had happened.Now the question is,if whatever my friend told me is not real,why he go and confront my friend who told me all his shits?Why he wanna be so scared of what I told his girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent a very long sms telling this girl that her boyfriend confronted my friend and guess what she told me.She's so calm and tell me not to mention about this anymore and let the past be past.I was like 'Well whatever,I just warned you.If you fall,I'll offer you my help whenever you need.You have to fall in order to learn',but of course I didn't send her this.Is not that I want to break her and her boyfriend up,I just don't want her to get hurt that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this girl is giving him a chance to change.Is not that I don't let a person who commited a crime in rape to turn good after he came out from his sentence in jail but do you think he will change?Don't be too naive,this kinda asshole-mutha-fucka will never change,NEVER!This asshole-mutha-fucka cannot be forgiven!He/They are abusing those girls that they are playing with,is just that the girls don't know.They don't know what is the meaning of abuse.We girls have to know how to protect ourselves,know our rights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-2221393965719630586?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/2221393965719630586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=2221393965719630586&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2221393965719630586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2221393965719630586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/06/too-naive-to-be-in-relationship.html' title='Too naive to be in a relationship'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-4271793347003056239</id><published>2008-05-27T10:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T15:25:28.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday in the office:feeling...</title><content type='html'>I'm super duper extremely ultimately excessively very sleepy!!!!!!!I'm bored!!I'm cold!!!Fucking air-cond!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: dear anonymous...yes i'm very boring that's why&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-4271793347003056239?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/4271793347003056239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=4271793347003056239&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/4271793347003056239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/4271793347003056239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/05/everyday-in-officefeeling.html' title='Everyday in the office:feeling...'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-1133352221462629034</id><published>2008-05-26T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T17:35:57.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adulthood??</title><content type='html'>If you just realize what I just realize...It was proved that I'm very boring with this second post of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well while I was checking my facebook,I got a wall post from Alyse,my used-to-be-best friend but because of something happened,we were not talking to each other for about 5 years now.Think about it,it was so childish and it should be erased from our memory by now.I added her in my facebook recently so she started sending me wall post,asking each other whereabouts and what we were doing and all those kind of stuff.So today she reminded me that we're already 20 years old in one of her wall post to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I started to think.When we were 15,more or less,we kept wanting to grow older till the age of 18 so that we are legal to go clubs,drink,smoke,sex and so on..Trying to act as one by wearing more mature clothes and doing what 18 years old people do,smoke,drink,go out late at night and even do drugs.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (But not for me,I never smoke a ciggerette before not even a puff,never take 'happy5' or ecstasy before even though there's one time I nearly tried but I didn't.So dad and mum,you both should be proud to have such a good daughter but of course I did drink and stay out till late at night la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I reached the age of 18,I became too ambitious to go Zouk for the first time.No doubt the bouncer checked my ID and I'm not allowed to enter.But luckily my friend that I went there with took me in.Then that day I went Genting,tried to enter the casino,same,I cannot enter because I'm not 21 yet.Everyone&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*old ones&lt;/span&gt;  was telling me how good to be at the age of 20,so young,so pretty,what also can do.Yes I do agree,if not wait until you old only do meh...And I'm proud that the security and the bouncer still check my ID cos I am YOUNG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In few more months I'm going to be 21.And I already thinking what to do with my birthday and I think baby also got a plan for it already.But now...the questiion is do I really want that day to come so soon?I doubt so.Who don't want to stay young and active?21 might not be that old but when you pass that age you eventually think that you're older,at least old enough to be in the adulthood.&lt;div 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title='Adulthood??'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2066402169108351993</id><published>2008-05-26T10:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T15:24:57.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to control my appetite!!!</title><content type='html'>For freaking 4 days without car,baby finally can take back his car on Friday.Luckily the car engine didn't go dead if not it will cost us a bump!Ok so as usual &lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt; is baby's off day,I had to leave him alone for 8 hours and this week it more than 8 hours because I got an event at No Black Tie.It's a Time Out magazine event.It's called 'music on the up' where we gathered a few local underground jazz band to perform.The night was great,the music was perfect and we got great responses.Baby also went to the event but I don't have much time to spend with him.I was so tired and sleepy,so drowsy as if I'm drunk and I can't even walk straight but nope I didn't drink until Richard,our magazine editor,bought me a bottle of Heineken.Apparently I feel much fresher after drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left about 1130pm and we went to Pandan Indah/Ampang Hill top.I don't know exactly how to call that place but that it is according to Betty dear.Had some supper cos my ever-hungry baby was hungry so we went Gasoline Cafe.And my leggy hurts due to the sloppy hill that I need to walk up with my 4 inch heels.I started to feel drowsy again,sleepy,tired,I guess I've flushed all the alcohol in my body after a few times to the toilet that's why.I think I slept in the car for awhile while on the way home.Super duper sleepy.I never been so tired until I felt so drowsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby got the car on &lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;.Didn't go anywhere at night,just went home early and yeah!I can finally go back to my own crib.Home sweet home.The house was a mess!I can't wait till the next morning to do my cleaning man..I watched P.s I love you,again...with baby this time...and again...sobbing all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around ten-ish on &lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt; morning.Went for brunch and dobi before baby heading to work.I decided to stay at home whole day to clean up the place so I don't really need the car.I mopped the floor for 3 times,vacuumed for 3 times,clean the toilet,kitchen and rooms.Hooooh!It was tired but satisfying,to see the house so clean.I took a nap after that around 4 something and guess what time I woke up...726pm.I looked at the time on my phone and I got shocked!Quickly called baby see whether he's back already or not but he didn't pick up and then I remembered that he finish work at 8pm.So I faster bathed,washed my hair,all clean clean...Got a message from Lynn saying that we gonna meet up at Hush Bangsar for a drink with the girls.Then baby came back when I'm half way straightening my hair,continued with my hair then we went to &lt;em&gt;pasar malam&lt;/em&gt; nearby our resident area.Again baby wants his &lt;em&gt;putu piring&lt;/em&gt; and of course I want my yummy &lt;em&gt;assam laksa&lt;/em&gt;.Ooh and I bought &lt;em&gt;durians&lt;/em&gt; which I've been craving for such a long long time!Everytime I wanna eat,I sure got ulcer la..heaty la..headache la so end up didn't get to eat it.So finally,it's not as nice as what I've expected but I'm satisfy..so so satisfied.Before baby went out for futsal,Lynn message came and she had to call off the meeting.Arghhh...all my plans were ruined!Actually baby not going futsal,we wanted to go watch movie together but then purposely cancelled watching movie to go to Bangsar and now it's cancelled.I end up being home alone waiting for baby to be back.So I prepare the vege that I bought from the night market to make coleslaw and my dietary meal to bring to office for lunch time.Di di da da..done then I watched tv3 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*sorry ar..my house no astro ar* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;until I fall asleep on the couch.Baby had to misscall me to open the door because I can't hear him calling me from the door. See la how tired I am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed baby to work the next day.Thought that he will be free on &lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt; as he got no appointment *yet.Who knows...he's busy,so busy.Waited for binny dear cos we're meeting up at Sg. Wang for some shopping.He 4 something only wake up.He came to Pavilion to pick me up then we went Sg. Wang.I bought a yellow miniskirt and a yellow hairband to match the skirt.I wanted to find a yellow tie but don't have,topshop ties are too expensive for just one tie so scrap that!We sat down at 6th floor to have some &lt;em&gt;thong sui&lt;/em&gt; and chit chatted.We were waiting for SanSan to finish work at 8pm.We went W.A.W for dinner.We ate salted egg crabby.That's the highlight of the dinner.After that we went back Sg. Wang to sing karaoke at GreenBox.Left around 12 but I slept at 2 something because that stupid Jerry cut one hair cut need 4 hours to finish and it's not nice at all.Not my hair though,if it's mine I'll probably just ask him to stop and leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm at the office blogging.This post took me around 6 hours to finish.Well I'm doing something in between and take my own sweet time to type this.I'm sleepy,as usual but not as sleepy as I was before.I wonder why.I'm still feeling happy today over last night outing with binny dear.I wish we can do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I go gym today?I'm so gonna gain weight cos I've been eating a lot for the past few days and my trip back to Sitiawan.Shit!I wonder if I brought my gym clothes today...DAMN!control....control....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-2066402169108351993?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/2066402169108351993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=2066402169108351993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2066402169108351993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2066402169108351993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-need-to-control-my-appetite.html' title='I need to control my appetite!!!'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-6238037657301536376</id><published>2008-05-20T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T14:37:57.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Car=ur legs</title><content type='html'>I was back at my home sweet home for the weekends. It was a great time back there, nothing much to do actually but all I do is eat eat eat and eat. Mum bought a lot of food (junkies) back from Taiwan and my Majolica Majorca; 3 neo automatic liquid eyeliner and 2 mascara. I tried the eyeliner and it was nice! It’s something like Shu Uemura liquid eyeliner but I think this is better, easier to apply and so much cheaper. Only 29 MYR. I heard you can find it at Times Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my favourite place, the only place I like in Sitiawan,Capri.Didn't have my favourite tiramisu this time, just have some drinks and chit chat.Came back on Monday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Baby up,went Island Bistro for happy hour with his friend from a salon across the street.Then later decided to go to Baby's cousin brother new hoouse in puchong/bukit jalil.I cooked,can you believe it?Well yeap,I only know how to cook spaghetti and make good coleslaw so I cooked spaghetti and make coleslaw for everyone to eat.It was not bad I can say,they claimed that it was nice,suprisingly my baby said nice and he like it because the other time I cooked he only said "okayyyy~".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home that time because the place was so fucking dark,we can hardly see the road we hit something on the road,underneath and nearly rammed into the mini round-about. We thought it was fine but after awhile we smelled burned oil and there's a squicking sound coming from the engine and suddenly the sign of the engine oil indicator starting to light-up. We drove from Puchong to Cheras,I'm so worried and kept asking baby to stop the car.I'm afraid that it will blow up.When we about to reach,I asked baby to stop and we stop at the road side while waiting for baby's friend to come to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So we were carless for about 4 days and it was hell!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;#i've using the neo automatic liquid eyeliner eyeryday...i love it so much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-6238037657301536376?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/6238037657301536376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=6238037657301536376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/6238037657301536376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/6238037657301536376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/05/carur-legs.html' title='Car=ur legs'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-9063365803382043665</id><published>2008-05-15T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T14:38:40.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation wif my freaky frens'/><title type='text'>Life Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Is it my problem or this company got problem? Why on earth people do internship I do internship is so freaking different? The thing is other people got so much to do and learn during their internship but me…sigh…I come to the office, on the pc, fill up my bottle, have my breakfast, go toilet, online check my mail then facebook until I got nothing to do, iloveim, read blogs, go toilet, check facebook again, blogging, listen to songs from my blog, Friendster, air asia online book for my trip to BKK and Langkawi, toilet again, lunch break, facebook, Friendster, blog….over and over again…same old shit everyday. Other people that are on their internship all wish that they got nothing to do but me, I rather got a lot of things to do. Ask me carry this carry that I also don’t mind but better not to ask me to do reports and typing and accounting. At least ask me go out do survey, take pictures *oh I love taking pictures*, meeting people and so on as long as I don’t need to sit here for freaking 8 hours, 8 and the half if I don’t go for lunch, facing the monitor and got nothing better to do. They do give me work but I can finish in few minutes, it’s not enough to cover my boredom. Every time half an hour before I leave the office sure got people chat with me one…sigh…why I wanna chat with y’all earlier to kill my time y’all disappeared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reading other people blogs every day, some are my schoolmates, college mates and friends. I realize that I’m actually getting more mature and older compared to other school mates. I can see that they just started to go clubbing especially at Maison and to me and binny, Maison is so out! Seriously I’ve not been clubbing for nearly a month already or more than that, even Frangipani. I’m getting tired of it, we are getting tired of it…am I getting old? are we getting old? Oh well, I read a few blogs from my schoolmates. Everyone's growing differently, they’ve changed. I still can remember their innocence during secondary school time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I’m still in college, I can sleep on the days that I don’t have class, go shopping after class or go home sleep or go sing k. I’m so bored here in the office till I’m feeling sleepy most of the time not that I got not enough sleep. Life is so boring everyday…after work go pavilion to fetch baby, sometimes go gym then go home sleep. No more Frangi on Friday. No more shopping. No more events. No more hanging out with binny. My time is so tied up with this internship thingy. How I wish I can quit! Fuck la…I got 3 more weeks!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyhow, after internship I’ll go holiday! Yay! But before that have to resit my HR final exam…sigh have to stress first plus I need to write my report! Die! Now I only remember. Damn! After all the stress I’m going Bandung with mum, company trip then 1 week after I come back I’ll go to Bangkok! Yay! Yay! With baby, binny dear, Betty dear and jie, and a few more people, there are 8 of us. I already save money for shopping! This time I’m going to shop till I drop! Then by end of July I’m going to Langkawi with baby and his friends in conjunction of baby’s birthday. Hmmm Langkawi…drink till I drop? Coz I don’t smoke and sun tan!!!!! Yay!! Now I can tan already because before this went to Pangkor cannot tan coz that was the week before my graduation. Oh I’m getting excited!!! I can’t wait!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-9063365803382043665?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/9063365803382043665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=9063365803382043665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/9063365803382043665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/9063365803382043665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-changes.html' title='Life Changes'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-1014257683839814442</id><published>2008-05-12T09:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:12:36.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of gambling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you people must have been bored with my bloggie coz I didn’t post any pictures in lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199862281848024770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SCmfMf6A7sI/AAAAAAAAAmU/LzwidVMq8PE/s320/DSC00090.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ok so..Baby's grandma funeral has finally come to an end on Saturday. Since baby is not working the next day,we went to Genting with baby's friends.We started our journey around 12.30 midnight and reached there about 1.45am.We then went to mamak for supper first then we went Coffee Bean to (really) chill out.We sat outside and we got blown off by the wind and mist.We were frozen,hair were wet and the hot chocolate is not hot enough to warm our hands.SO we move in to sit.After awhile the extremist*my baby and wei kong* wanted to go out to sit and that including me and left Jerry and Yee Ming inside.Without a doubt we left the place outside to the car to warm up a little.In a few seconds after we got into the car,Wei Kong was already snoring.I salute you Wei Kong!Then me and baby also took a nap while waiting for Jerry and Yee Ming.Baby got pissed with them coz we've waited for about an hour or so.They basically got fucked by baby when they came to the car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199860976177966770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SCmeAf6A7rI/AAAAAAAAAmM/KyMR-CNb29k/s320/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;from the left: wei kong,baby,yee ming &amp;amp; jerry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then we went to the casino in First World.Mission failed!I tried twice at different entrance and still they don't let me in because I'm only 20.Actually at the first time I can enter but I freaked out and that fella noticed me so he asked for my IC.So i tried another time at the other entrance.This time it's really pissing me off,that freaking asshole say my age out loud as if no one knows how old am I.The next year when I'm 21,look out you bloody Syafiq!I know your name!Next year when I come back I want you to say my age out loud again.You bloody matha fucka!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So I sat at the bench outside the casino.There was a lot of dramas happening in front of the casino.There's a mother with two kids,quarreling with the daughter who keeps complaining and wanted a place to rest.No doubt coz it's 4am+ already.SO many drama happened at a place,a bench infront of the casino entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drama 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mother&lt;/span&gt;: ask her to wait for awhile la...i already book a room for y'all.Just wait until 6am then y'all can go up to sleep then when y'all wake up,I'll fetch y'all home at noon..why she so stubborn wan?you go talk to her la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Son&lt;/span&gt;: *softly* then where you want us to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mother&lt;/span&gt;: y'all walk around first la...let me go in and win back my money. No RM5k, RM3k also enough already..Please la..*starting to get angry* @#$@%! during dinner time come and kacau me,make me lose money only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Daughter&lt;/span&gt;: *shouting* you always gamble gamble..go home la!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mother&lt;/span&gt;: *talking to the son* you see!you go talk to her la...you are much elder you will listen to me one rite??go...go and talk to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Son&lt;/span&gt;: *talking to sister* come la..we go walk around for awhile..it's just 1 and a half more hour to 6am...she's our mom..let her win back the money lor...so we can buy a lot of stuff..come la come la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;#before they go on their way..the mother came and hugged the daughter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mother&lt;/span&gt;: sorry girl..mami loves you...be good ok...i'll come out as soon as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;#mother went in back to the casino and both of them walked away..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drama 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;There's a girl sitting at the bench next to mine,looking tired or probably she's crying because her face facing down all the time.Seems like she has sat there for quite a long time.After awhile the boyfriend came out,asking the girl to follow him to go into the casino.The girl ignored him.He tried to persuade her and the girl shouted at him and pushed him away when he walk close to her.The girl cried..the boyfriend was helpless and don't know what to do.After a few minutes,the boyfriend talked to her nicely and she's still unhappy,she want to leave.The boyfriend agreed and they left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drama 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A man in his early 30s,came out and sat on the bench with the look of disappointment.He probably lost all his money.He sat there and tried to sleep.Tossed and turned he still couldn't fall asleep.He left,walking with his head faced down like he got no idea where to go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;******************************************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;There's so many drama happen because of gambling.No doubt I do gamble,in fact I love to gamble.Only occasionally not everyday not everything plus the amount I gamble is just small matter not more than RM10.Some people can gamble until they abandoned their family,children,property,career and so on.I felt pitiful for the two siblings for having a mother who's addicted to gambling.Gamble until her own children also don't care.What a shame to have parents like that.You wanna gamble,can...but know your limits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We left Genting at 7am.I wasn't feeling well.Went home straight away sleep till 4.30pm,that's only me...baby slept until 530pm.We went to find for a pasar malam nearby at a malay kampung,just because baby wanna eat &lt;em&gt;putu piring.&lt;/em&gt;So we ended up bought a lot of food back to baby's home to eat coz they wanna watch football.I wanted to watch but I'm not feeling well so I went up to baby's room to sleep.I think I catch a cold when I'm at Genting.Luckily I still can come to work...and again...I can't find a reason why they got nothing to let me do and wasting their money for having me sitting in the office play facebook until there's nothing for me to do in facebook.Damn!I'm bored!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Pictures&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199860950408162930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SCmd-_6A7nI/AAAAAAAAAls/Lz4tM_T56SY/s320/DSC00190.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;innocence&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199860958998097538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SCmd_f6A7oI/AAAAAAAAAl0/pYSyKi5GU0Y/s320/DSC00186.JPG" border="0" /&gt; cool&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199860963293064850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SCmd_v6A7pI/AAAAAAAAAl8/ul0ibEkBLME/s320/DSC00055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199860971882999458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SCmeAP6A7qI/AAAAAAAAAmE/OpUavVkTvoQ/s320/DSC00086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;unedited&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199862294732926674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SCmfNP6A7tI/AAAAAAAAAmc/2_ZlqdaNCi0/s320/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;with a touch of effects&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199862307617828594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SCmfN_6A7vI/AAAAAAAAAms/sotYU-UiBcY/s320/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;at last...both of us&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-1014257683839814442?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/1014257683839814442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=1014257683839814442&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1014257683839814442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1014257683839814442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-know-you-people-must-have-been-bored.html' title='The power of gambling'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/SCmfMf6A7sI/AAAAAAAAAmU/LzwidVMq8PE/s72-c/DSC00090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-3548318767601038206</id><published>2008-05-09T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T11:26:09.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn U Lizzie!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday baby’s grandma passed away. The day before we went to see her and she’s in pain. We felt so heartbroken to see her suffer like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took MC yesterday coz I’m not feeling pretty well. Woke up around 12 something in the noon and we got the news. Reached baby’s grandma’s house around 1 something. We heard that she left peacefully without any pain or struggles just sleep all the way and left. Good to hear that she left peacefully. We’re sad to lose her but happy that she’s finally free from all the pain and worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a Buddhist style funeral. Oh I tell you, Christian style is much more easy and flexible. They have to pray from 7.30pm to 11.30pm with an hour break in between. All the people who came were basically neglected most of the time until they have finished praying, and that included me. Well I was the receptionist for the night even though I don’t know how to write Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby is not working until next Monday so today I came to work alone. I woke up at 7am to get ready and stuff. I’m not the only one though, baby’s brother is also up to go college. When he walked down the stairs he saw a baby lizard so he sprayed it with Shelltox. When I’m about to leave the house, I took the newspaper in and I reached and placed the newspaper at the dining table, I felt something on my left foot. “Omg! Fuck! Eewww!!Eeww!!!!!” I shouted. It was the lizard lying there on the floor unconsciously. It doesn’t move at all when I’m stepping on it. I felt so uneasy with my foot the whole journey till I reached office. All the stupid imagination is running through my mind even till now and I bet you won’t know how creative and genius I am when come to this. I think if it’s binny dear who stepped on it, he will cry out loud, well even though I’m also afraid with lizards. The other day when I’m back at my crib, I don’t dare to walk in to the bathroom in my room coz there’s a lizard inside and baby was already sleeping so I had to go to the bathroom outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it! I’m so gonna hate lizards even more now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Rest in Peace po po!...and Baby,don't be sad even though po po has leave us but she'll remain in our hearts forever.Love you lots...xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Dear!!!I heard sexy back the other day on the radio...It makes me think of us, the time when we're dancing with sexy back in the car and every clubs we went!Love ya..xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-3548318767601038206?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/3548318767601038206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=3548318767601038206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/3548318767601038206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/3548318767601038206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/05/damn-u-lizzie.html' title='Damn U Lizzie!!!'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-8689428789058021883</id><published>2008-05-05T14:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T14:13:45.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love you till the end...</title><content type='html'>My weekends started off with a night of disappointment and hurt by people who I constantly treat them as very important people in my life. At least at this point of my life. I felt very upset since Friday night, I could never imagine that this can actually happened to me or I should say to us. Yes, I couldn’t deny the fact that every living creature in this world have their own responsibilities, own things to do, own problem to worry about, people or stuff to take care of and things or people they have to prioritize on their list. Me myself have nothing is different from anyone else in this matter. People come and go; your friends and even your loved ones. It’s just a chapter in your life. And so, I decided not to take any action or make any fuss about what happened on Friday night even though it hurts me deep inside, even though they don’t even know that they actually had hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed at home on Saturday, feeling down about the night before. I watched ‘p.s. I Love You’ alone. Didn’t managed to catch it when it’s on the cinema so I bought it the week when me, dear and jack when back to Ipoh-Sitiawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know whether it is me who is feeling emo about the night before or it was the movie that touched me, leaving me crying out loud at my crib like nobody business. The movie reminds me of Grandpa. It’s sad to lose someone you loved. Compared to GBR breakup, breakup is like nothing. There’s no words can describe the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s still so clear to me even though it’s been a year ago. 30th April, a day before Labor Day was Grandpa’s one year anniversary. Time passed so fast and it’s already a year ago. Whenever I think about it, I'll feel regret. Regret because I’m not capable of doing anything to change Grandpa’s funeral. The funeral was messed up and I’m totally not happy with it. Is Grandpa happy?I wondered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think of him every now and then. He always used to say “happy!happy!” even when he’s weak when he was in the hospital and nursing home. Grandma and everyone in the family claimed that I am the grandchild that he loved the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the time when he fetch me to and from school with his bicycle and he always buy candies for me even though he don’t have much money in his pocket when I was much younger. I still remember his laughter, very clearly…the last time he laughed was when I went back to see him the week before he passed away. I miss you Grandpa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-8689428789058021883?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/8689428789058021883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=8689428789058021883&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/8689428789058021883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/8689428789058021883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-you-till-end.html' title='Love you till the end...'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-8006818709371825417</id><published>2008-04-29T12:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T13:03:04.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a dream</title><content type='html'>Suddenly this thing just came across my mind that it just can’t stop me from thinking. Well this is one of my wish or I should say hope. Going UK is like our Chen’s family tradition, Ku Ma was sent there for nursing and dad and his twin brother Tai Pak were also sent there for further studies. Since young, dad has been telling me to study harder so that I can go UK to study also. I was even sent to an international pre-school when I’m 4 years old. Unfortunately, I stopped after a year. Well I don’t know why but mum told me that dad got not enough money to pay for the fees and when I’m old enough to ask dad about it, he told me there was confusion when deciding whether to let me go for British course or American course so ended up not going for neither. All the while dad will talk about sending me to UK and during Chinese New Year when Ku Ma called from UK she will surely asked me when I am going to UK to study or to stay with her. After years when I finished my secondary school, dad was helping me to find college and every college he found must have something to do with UK, either they have their university in UK or the course is based on British education. Then I got into this Raffles Design Institute and dad is still mentioning whether I work first then save some pocket money for UK or he send me there and I find a part time job there in order to survive there, after I graduate from my advance diploma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now dad has never mention about UK anymore since I’ve graduated and Ku Ma too when she came back for CNY in February. Maybe because of them, I got this hope in myself. They’ve given up but not me. I have not figure out a plan yet till last week. I said to myself “I need to start saving money, no more clothes, no more shoes!” *&lt;em&gt;sobs&lt;/em&gt;* and get an amount of money from mum and dad then I’ll get myself a one-way flight ticket to UK, get myself a cheapo room, work as a waitress for awhile while looking for a job that I want, be successful and come back to Malaysia or if I don’t, at least I need to earn big money to buy a house for mum. It doesn’t have to be a big one but I wanna give her a luxury life. Or maybe I’ll get a PR there and bring mum over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told this to baby, he was quite upset. Well I did asked him to go with me *&lt;em&gt;if I’m really going&lt;/em&gt;*, there’s so many Toni&amp;amp;Guys in UK and other well-known salons. But he’s going to open his own salon by next year so how can he go away with me. But I really want this to REALLY happen, I don’t care how long it takes I don’t care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-8006818709371825417?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/8006818709371825417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=8006818709371825417&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/8006818709371825417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/8006818709371825417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-dream.html' title='I have a dream'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-6580864664310524575</id><published>2008-04-21T17:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:40:45.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love walking in the rain....</title><content type='html'>Well it’s my second week now. Maybe it’s just the first day of the week so I’m not that tired like last week. A little sleepy because I’m bored 'coz my ‘boss’ took half day MC. Sigh…how I wish I can go back home like her to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time I walked to KLCC to buy seaweed to eat. While on the way, there’s a &lt;em&gt;putu mayam&lt;/em&gt; stall opposite the road, so I went to check it out and bought RM2 of &lt;em&gt;putu mayam&lt;/em&gt;. It’s one ringgit for 3 pieces so I bought 2 packet, one for me and one for baby. It’s freaking hot this noon and now the sky is starting to get dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I’m doing the movie screening thing so I decided to checked out what movie to watch later this evening after work. Well I wanted to watch Escape of Huang Shi or Over Her Dead Body or maybe The Tattooist, too long didn't go dating with baby already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last Friday I went to the Cres Total Treatment Spa launching after party at The Gardens. Something stupid happened before I manage to reach there. I don’t even wanna mention so let’s continue with the party. I’m late to the party. It’s at the bridge that links The Gardens and Midvalley. As usual, Dada ask me to bottoms-up the champagne that he’s holding when he sees me because I’m late.&lt;br /&gt;Camellia was there to perform a few songs that me and dear missed it so much…We drank and we danced along with Camellia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party ends around 1230. They say wanna yum cha at Bangsar. We parked in front of Baskin Robins so we went in to get ice cream. Yummy…Something happened along the way to Frangipani so me and dear end up didn’t go and meet Jimmy and Dada. Later on we went for supper at the porridge shop. Baby and his brother came along and Hui San came and meets us too. Later on Dear went off to see his boo who’s staying nearby so he left us there. I forgot to take the pillow that I took from the party just now. It’s a door gift for celebs and its finish when I’m there even dear didn’t get it but Dada managed to get one for me. So we head home after supper 'coz I’m very tired already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****after work****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual I came to Pavilion to fetch baby,it has become my daily routine already.I'm so smart just now.Fyi,there's nothing to do about smart tunnel,is just that I took the other road where Zouk is instead of the road in front of KLCC which I always use.But today it's f***ing jammed and still a lot of cars trying to cramp their cars into the Queue..all because of the Beijing Olympics Torch Relay thingy.And then this morning when I'm heading to work..&lt;em&gt;Fuh&lt;/em&gt;!luckily I'm smarter than the so-called SMART tunnel.I read the signs and I took the alternative way 'coz the Smart tunnel was congested from before you enter the tunnel even before the tol counter where you pay!Lucky me...I saved the RM2 and time and I'm not late. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,so let's get back to Pavilion.Once I reached,I went down to Mercato first to get myself a coke and a can of 100plus for baby 'coz his throat is not feeling well.Since last few day I was craving for coleslaw and I saw it here.It was stated RM1.80/100g,it's cheap so I give it a go.There's 2 different size of bowls,I thought the smaller one should be cheaper so I took it and started scooping the coleslaw,purple cabbage and some mushies.After that I gave it to the fella to weight and to my horror,it comes up to be RM5!!!I was thinking inside of me,that's why that fella looked so happy when I'm scooping so much.*&lt;em&gt;tutt tutt tutt tutttttttttttt!!!*&lt;/em&gt;censored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm not that smart after all.Nevermind.I've save the RM2 for this coleslaw that I'm craving for and no doubt I've finished it already before I start editing this post.&lt;strong&gt;Vege is good!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-6580864664310524575?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/6580864664310524575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=6580864664310524575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/6580864664310524575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/6580864664310524575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/04/second-week.html' title='I love walking in the rain....'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2788055347157998033</id><published>2008-04-17T00:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T16:12:32.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work=Boredom??</title><content type='html'>So there goes my first week of work. As I mention before I was assigned to come out with Time Out’s reader’s profile. After a hard time scratching my head, to come out with few ideas on future events and luckily my ‘boss’ quite liked it. Then I need to pick 3 movies for movie screening and justify it. And that’s not all; I gotta come out with Expatriate Lifestyle reader’s profile and proposal for upcoming Expatriate Lifestyle anniversary event……..Nearly got myself sick but manage to pull it through. Wanted to take MC but I think it’s not a good idea to MC when I work not even a full week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tomorrow I gotta rest the whole freaking day. Tonight got event at The Gardens some more, thanks to Dada and Jimmy. Might be going down to Zouk after that if I still can take it or else I’ll just go home and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHH!!!!! I’m so sleepy and tired!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m actually writing in the office now with Microsoft Word ‘coz I’m not allowed to do other stuff except doing things that related to work. And know what, I nearly got ‘catch’ for surfing Facebook. I’m actually quite bored here ‘coz everyone is busy busy busy than ever and I got out of idea to do my work ‘coz I can’t concentrate. How I wish I can walk here walk there rather than sit here with a blank mind, it’s rather less tired and sleepy compare to now even though they got this big-quite-comfortable chair and big spacious table. The worst thing is this stupid computer font is so damn HUGE! Everyone can see what I’m doing 10 feet away. Wanna curi-curi play Facebook, Msn and Friendster also cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha the big boss is out. But I still need to come out with possible location for the anniversary thingy. Headache! And my ‘boss’ here right in front of me forget about the Expat’s reader’s profile that she want from me. Sigh…whatever. I try to add more stuff in and then show it to her on Monday ‘coz yesterday when I’m doing it I was feeling weak and sneezing non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit! It’s going to rain now…I wonder how am I going to Pavilion later to see baby and do my hair for tonight’s event. Damn…no umbrella some more! I’m very sleepy arh!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*’boss’ is my department’s head who manage marketing and pr…&lt;br /&gt;*this blog is written on Friday 18th during working hours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-2788055347157998033?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/2788055347157998033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=2788055347157998033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2788055347157998033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2788055347157998033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/04/workboredom.html' title='Work=Boredom??'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-3785299034803630419</id><published>2008-04-14T11:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T16:30:18.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Work</title><content type='html'>Temporary sitting at the editorial room.Seeing all of them typing articles for the magazines,I feel so..ehem..stupid.Which their bombastic use of words,my blog here is nothing compared to their article.I was assigned to do a reader's profile which i don't know what the heck it is until my supervisor futher explain it to me.Well it's actually a simplified marketing plan with target market and swot analysis of the Time Out magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,mine missed out a lot of stuff but yet it was ok.Just need to elaborate more on the events that we need to do.Well well well...this is my first time and i got no idea on how to do it.Feeling tired already now,sleepy and my shoulder is bloody aching.Its not as easy..but i'll hang on.I'm actually doing PR work now.Interesting as i get to do events and all that.But for the moment now just sourcing for upcoming events and movie screening.Later will need to call sponsors in 2 weeks or so.Later tonight have to go home and do some research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ate an apple for lunch today.My colleagues tempted me with homecooked maggie goreng.It smell so damn ****ing nice!Making me hungry the whole freaking day but need to diet diet diet!!!!Even though i got a little lighter hehe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half an hour to finish work...Going over to Pavilion to fetch baby and probably get a pressie for his wacky brother.Hungry!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-3785299034803630419?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/3785299034803630419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=3785299034803630419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/3785299034803630419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/3785299034803630419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-day-of-work.html' title='First Day of Work'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-1304711769583243667</id><published>2008-04-11T02:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T16:14:02.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my GOD!I finally graduated...</title><content type='html'>I was very very very busy for the past few weeks.Really tired but i had the very best memories and i enjoyed it alot..Well Betty came back too 2 weeks earlier before the graduation. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a little vacation before everything starting to get busy.Me,baby,betty,binny &amp;amp; jack went back to Ipoh-Sitiawan-Pangkor Island then Sitiawan-KL.Oh believe me,we took around 1 and a half hour to reach Ipoh from KL.It was a blast with Jack's driving skills.Huhu..and we nearly rammed into a huge dinosaur a.k.a tractor-trailer and the VIOS horn gone burned.Shhh...don't tell my mum or dad about it!We met Bin's cousin a little while and had very nice seafood at the Mushroom Stop a.k.a &lt;em&gt;Tung Gu Teng&lt;/em&gt; in cantonese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Head back down to Sitiawan in less than 1 hour.This time I drove because they don't know the way and luckily I still can remember the way back.We eat again...ORI CHAR a.k.a Kuey Teow Basah!!!Yummy...I'm craving for it for so long.The one that I've tried in KL,sucked.After that we went back to my home.We still can play cards and drink.Then baby reached around 530am 'coz he have to work and he went to Time Out Magazine launching without me!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We woke up 1oam,went for breakfast at Kg. Koh.We had mee rebus.Then we went to pay a visit at granny's house and then we left to Lumut to go to Pangkor.Managed to borrow a car from Si Hui,we were suprised when the car is not locked and parked at the road side and the key is in the car.Then we went to Teluk Nipah...we had fun and we had very delicious fried chicken only available in Pangkor Island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CLICK THIS LINK FOR &lt;a href="mailto:FUN@PANGKOR"&gt;FUN@PANGKOR&lt;/a&gt; PICTURES&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/viewphotos.php?a=804062274&amp;amp;uid=18913634"&gt;http://www.friendster.com/viewphotos.php?a=804062274&amp;amp;uid=18913634&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had late dinner at Ah Pek Lee How Fook Restaurant.Why late???Hehe..thanks to Jack the super metrosexual who said "Oh My God!I need a comb!" when we went Giant the next day to get stuff for dinner as our Fuckshion Designer Chef is cooking pasta for my family.Like usual,he's cooking is fantastic!We all love it.Then we rushed back to KL,wanted to go Velvet but end up all feeling tired so didn't go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day after I went the curve to pass the seashells that I bought from Teluk Batik for our booth to Joanne.Wanted to go see the booth but I lazy and I'm with Betty.We had lunch at IKEA,meatballs!!!Yummy!!!Bought a few stuff from IKEA then fetch Betty back home to Wangsa Melawati.Since I'm around there so I went to my ex's house to get my stuff and head back home right after that.Then I got a call from Lynn,she's having her birthday gathering at Souled Out.Had a quick shower,picked what to wear,make-up and rushed to Pavilion to fetch baby then head off to Hartamas.Baby didn't join 'coz he got futsal then later he's going to Scarlett to meet his friends.Later Robin came too and he's also going Scarlett after that to join Jack.Then there's a friend from Teluk Intan called,he suprised me asking me to go Scarlett also.I wonder how come he knows that I'll be going there and he got a table for me as well.So I ajak Lynn and other coursemate to come along since I got a table reserved.I need to go around,3 tables in one place.Very busy.Again..we all have a great time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was shopping for that few days for graduation.Found so many things to buy.I end up buying 2 pairs of heels which I only need the blue one for 'the' night.Another one is for events that's coming up.Shoes and heels is the thing that you can never stop me from buying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn't believe that it's my graduation on the 3rd April.Baby did my hair for me.He's fast as I was rushing,but still the standard maintained,my hair looked great,very professional and I love it.He did mum and jie's hair as well.Love him so much..xoxo thanks for the flowers baby!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187894587386548914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R_8ao_1Y0rI/AAAAAAAAAlk/2fl1tf9kKu0/s320/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He's Calvin Takeshi,working at The Belfry Salon in Tangs Pavilion KL.Other than that,he also cuts hair at his personal salon back at his home at Cheras.For futher information,leave me a comment or call him directly 012-3088072.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 'coz I finally graduated after all the sleepless nights and all the effort and money used but sad that college life ends and eventually we,coursemates,have our own things to do,own life to go on with and hardly we can see each other again.I'm happy that my coursemate and college mates were so close,not like what I've heard from other college's politics and issues happening among their coursemates.We are all good,close and cares for each other and most importantly we treat everyone the same despite the habits and personality either good or bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187893307486294690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R_8Zef1Y0qI/AAAAAAAAAlc/fOUgaUnPG-E/s320/n503039421_528025_3813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*CLICK HERE FOR GRADUATION PICTURES&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/viewphotos.php?a=528453799&amp;amp;uid=18913634"&gt;http://www.friendster.com/viewphotos.php?a=528453799&amp;amp;uid=18913634&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-1304711769583243667?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R_8ao_1Y0rI/AAAAAAAAAlk/2fl1tf9kKu0/s72-c/DSC00045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2640138740599221199</id><published>2008-03-18T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T18:40:19.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention!</title><content type='html'>To all my buddies,for your information,me,your friend is graduating on 3rd of April 2008(Thursday).My convocation will be happening at JW Marriot Starhill,Mayang Sari Ballroom.Now i'm asking all of you whether or not to attend my graduation or maybe you want to send flowers to me on that day-the address is above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ticket for convocation only:RM70&lt;br /&gt;                  convocation + fashion show:RM100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finger foods will be provided.Me and my other coursemate will showcase our final project on that day and fashion show will be from the fashion design students.I'll receive my scroll during convocation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be a honour that whoever of you,my friend,attend my graduation on that special night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For futher information,please leave a comment and i'll get back to you asap.Latest by 22nd March for the tickets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-2640138740599221199?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/2640138740599221199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=2640138740599221199&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2640138740599221199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2640138740599221199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/03/attention.html' title='Attention!'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-4909546768770514585</id><published>2008-03-17T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T00:45:11.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><title type='text'>how?how?how?</title><content type='html'>Frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much in my mind but i dont know what it is.Am i getting nervous for the graduation?Or am i nervous of what will my future be after graduation?Or some other things that happened?Am i worrying too much?Or did i bored myself too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks to graduation.I still haven't found a dress.I saw one at Coast which i quite liked compared to all those that i've seen but i'm still deciding.How about the shoes to match?accessories?make-up?hairdo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hair is not a problem as i have my own personal hairstylist by my side but make-up..hmmm...let make-up artist to do it for me or do it myself??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about internship?&lt;br /&gt;Going to send my resume tomorrow *&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;monday 18th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't know whether can start on time or not.Gees!!!!Why the hell i'm so worried???!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-4909546768770514585?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/4909546768770514585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=4909546768770514585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/4909546768770514585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/4909546768770514585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/03/howhowhow.html' title='how?how?how?'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-5830087098844381200</id><published>2008-02-27T15:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T00:30:43.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>I've been very busy since before CNY.I'm even busier during CNY.Needed to travel here and there.Reports due on the week after that.So here's a little update of what i've been thru from CNY till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back Ipoh on the eve.Ku Ma was back with Unc Steven,Dominic,Michelle and Elliot,both my cousin and cousin's girlfriend.Went out on the afternoon to get come flowers and check out on the buses back to Sitiawan.Dad cooked prawns for our reunion dinner and we had a buffet style dinner cause there's not enough seat to sit so many of us plus those who are in big sizes &lt;em&gt;kwai lous.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173840668099949122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R80srOqRMkI/AAAAAAAAAjE/mXmoMIj0zUw/s320/DSC00243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173840676689883730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R80sruqRMlI/AAAAAAAAAjM/nUTsccGrplE/s320/DSC00244.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; yummy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173840685279818338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R80ssOqRMmI/AAAAAAAAAjU/XKyfziRLtN0/s320/DSC00249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173840689574785650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R80sseqRMnI/AAAAAAAAAjc/jj4kR-QpqyY/s320/DSC00250.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173840698164720258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R80ss-qRMoI/AAAAAAAAAjk/k9B3CYW8OUc/s320/DSC00254.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;                                                               I wore a red dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of CNY.We all had vegetarian for lunch.Then came Unc Wai Keong &amp;amp; family and Unc Turkey &amp;amp; family.We gambled,we played black jack.Damn!Luck is not with me,i lost around 5bucks.Hahaha playing with kids and only 1 or 2 adults that's why.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173841582927983250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R80tgeqRMpI/AAAAAAAAAjs/ZAj4-v3Z6s0/s320/DSC00275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173841591517917858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R80tg-qRMqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/JkzJGCUjzrw/s320/DSC00281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                        We were playing 'Who Wants To Be A Millionaire' with Ku Ma's DS. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173841595812885170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R80thOqRMrI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Y1KXl8SifEc/s320/DSC00282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dad went to play golf early in the morning so he's not with us.Then we wanted to go visit Kong Kong Chen at the church right at the back of our house but it closes at 1pm on public holidays,it was Kong Kong Chen's anniversary,he died 4 years ago.Then at night we went to Unc Turkey house.You all must be feeling weird why call Unc Turkey a turkey or &lt;em&gt;for kai&lt;/em&gt;,well i'm yet to find out,probably the way he laughed.It was his nickname since childhood.We went there to watch DVD with his projector in his video room.After movie we went out to look at the fireworks at his neighbourhood.And then,we all take pictures with Unc Turkey and with all the &lt;em&gt;kwai lous,&lt;/em&gt;they were like superstars.Haha...&lt;em&gt;macam tak pernah tengok mat salleh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173841600107852482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R80theqRMsI/AAAAAAAAAkE/YWhoKSNwVxA/s320/DSC00285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173841608697787090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R80th-qRMtI/AAAAAAAAAkM/AlB8s6DX_LQ/s320/DSC00287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                                 with Uncle Turkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173842845648368370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R80up-qRMvI/AAAAAAAAAkc/FZJxUF1QsF4/s320/DSC00292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173842841353401058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R80upuqRMuI/AAAAAAAAAkU/U7msT8q1B4Y/s320/DSC00289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173842849943335682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R80uqOqRMwI/AAAAAAAAAkk/ETtLDWVpNPg/s320/DSC00297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Second day,woke up quite early.Had breakfast then went to the church to visit Kong Kong Chen.As usual,Ku Ma was being too emo and cried.SO after that,we sat &lt;em&gt;Tai Pak&lt;/em&gt;'s Merc(that's what the english people call Mercedes)to fetch me to the bus station at Medan Kidd.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Rushing back to Sitiawan cause QQ&lt;em&gt;*in hakka(&lt;/em&gt;my uncle from S'pore) wait for me to be back there to visit my mother's side Kong Kong who passed away last year.Its not an anniversary tho but just to pay respect and also to wish him &lt;em&gt;Gong Hei Fatt Choy&lt;/em&gt;. :) I can imagine how happy he will be and his laughter that always makes me remember of him.Then i went home to get clean after a journey of non-airconditioned bus that makes me covered with dust and dirts.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178375231252493346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R91I1ix8dCI/AAAAAAAAAlM/3EE5bwW96UI/s320/DSC00313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Today i wore green :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Me and mum went Giant to get some stuff for the trip the next day to Cameron,met up with Yiyi,Unc Eric and Jie there.After shopping and sent mum home,me and Jie went &lt;em&gt;bai nin&lt;/em&gt; at Ah Sze house.Went there for dinner.Went back home,everyone was there.Wanted to gamble but all thinking tomorrow have to wake up early so didn't.I also don't know why i'm so tired recently,keep on yawning the whole day and i can't stand the sleepy&lt;em&gt;ness&lt;/em&gt; that i usually can.SO slept quite early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up very early,630am.Prepare our stuff and get set to go Cameron.We had breakfast at Ayer Tawar cause Danny want to take something from his house so we met up at a mamak restaurant.We went in 3 cars.Met Baby and Jerry up at Tapah and not to forget my cute-dou-sei son :).So i hopped on to baby's car and off we go.We first stopped at Tanah Rata to buy some stuff for barbeque for the night.Then we drove off to Fair Haven,where we're going to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very old bungalow and they have a very friendly maid working there for us.There's a cat and a dog and they are loving each other.That proves that cat and dog can love each other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178375540490138674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R91JHix8dDI/AAAAAAAAAlU/TK6IUUzud6k/s320/DSC00177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178375218367591410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R91I0yx8c_I/AAAAAAAAAk0/fTg2pye85tc/s320/DSC00179.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;piggy enjoying himself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's very cooling staying at the hill top.It has a golf course view,a fire place and a chicken farm.After lunch,we open table outside the bungalow,one side for mahjung and another side for &lt;em&gt;chor dee.&lt;/em&gt;As usual,non-stop eating...we sit there only there's yiyi serving us dried meat and then there's coffee then here comes the biscuits and then groundnuts.Non-stop!!Believe me.My family can really eat eat eat non-stop.Then we went &lt;em&gt;pasar malam&lt;/em&gt; at Brinchang.Eat eat eat again.Then we went back,get clean and get ready for barbeque. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178375222662558722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R91I1Cx8dAI/AAAAAAAAAk8/C5PmdhkKwkM/s320/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;QQ was the chef of the night.Cooking non-stop and of course with his beer on his hand.Food was nice..we got lamb,beef,chicken wings,sausages,squids and so much more.And yes!we're eating again non-stop.SO after that,we watched TV2 which had LOTR on air,on a very antique wooden frame television.Watched until 12 then we gambled.Lost money again.Not a good luck year for me i guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178375226957526034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R91I1Sx8dBI/AAAAAAAAAlE/SuipxGzgDJc/s320/DSC00211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The next day we walked down to Ye Olde Smoke House to take pictures.Then we went to my Yi Poh house at Tanah Rata.Then we went &lt;em&gt;pasar malam&lt;/em&gt; again and then to Highland Restaurant,our relative's,to eat charcoal steamboat.It was a great trip and i love it...especially with everyone around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178375196892754914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R91Izix8c-I/AAAAAAAAAks/ayplKxmXmPQ/s320/Ch1+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back to KL straight away busy busy busy because there's a report that due on that Friday.Then Thursday,which is the 8th day of Cny,have to go back Sitiawan then to Pangkor to meet Ku Ma.Then rushed back to KL before 9pm to go Baby's aunty house and then to Baby's friend house.Damn hectic!Came back from friend house 3am then i need to finish up my reports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that report,another report.Then we need to prepare for our presentation till today Tuesday,4th of March,i'm finally free to hang out here at Starbucks online after yesterday's final presentation.It was a good presentation but other groups also very good and nice.It's a tough competition.And i'm damn tired...very insanely tired.One more month to go for our graduation and i still havent decide what to wear.Any idea?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-5830087098844381200?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/5830087098844381200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=5830087098844381200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-5876039164234886552</id><published>2008-02-03T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T11:04:45.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Effects of PMS..</title><content type='html'>Past up our 3rd report last weekend,supposingly we need to pass up on Friday but couldn't make it.So monday i went to college for discussion+class and i went to take a look of our report after class with Michelle.I'm quite satisfied with my promotion part but there's a lot of spelling error from my leader's part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My group leader told me that she will be there around 10 something but didn't show up so i called her.She say she is on the way but she reached more than half an hour later and she's only staying at Bandar Baru Ampang and our college is at Ampang park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once she reached i asked why is she always late and as usual she answered me with a mad-crazy-brainless tone saying that she two days didnt sleep already because of the report.I just kept quiet because i know there's no point of not letting her embarrass herself.So after she had cool down,i confronted her with the spelling error in the report.This time we quarrelled.She blame us for everything while she as a team leader wanted to take all the work to do at first then at the last minute she only separate the work to us,and wasted her time after we done our work she went to change this change that till it's out of the topic then until i stopped her from changing our work(my work to be more precise) and still she dare to blame me for handing my part late when she still haven't finish her part.Michelle and Cheryl just kept quiet.We were all embarrassed to be there at the library,that freaking team leader shouted like a mad lady and everyone was looking at us.Though i quarrelled with her but i didn't shout like mad,but of course i'm angry and pissed off,i even asked her to change group if she want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she left then we only realise that we should have record how she scream and shouted using our phone camera.I'm so stupid that time to not think about it,if not you guys could have see the video clip of how she yelled like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday,went to college again for VM class.Saw that freaking team leader but this time she's in control.Went to PJ oldtown with Kym,Mich and Asthena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;#edited..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asthena wanted to fix her car so we waited.After that we went Midvalley,Chopstick for so-called-cheap-happyhour-dimsum.I don't think the food is worth it though.Each tray is RM2.30++,non happy hour there's 4pcs in a tray but for happy hour they took one out.After all its not cheap at all.Walked for awhile after that and then we went off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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for shopping.My bestie came down to KL too with her mum who is my godmother.Went for shopping with her and her boyfriend after fetching him from Puduraya at Pavilion-Sg.Wang.After that we went home to my place before going to dinner at a seafood restaurant opposite Vistana Hotel.I've been to Vistana Hotel before for about 10 years ago so there's a little difficulties in finding the way but luckily i've been driving around KL so roughly know where is where.Once we reached,the uncles and aunties were already there and it's like a big group of them waiting for 3 of us.And we all have to squeeze in when there's around 13 of them at the table.We were eating like hamsters with our hands at the chest.But they ordered quite a lot of food though and there's shark fish too.I'm not sure whether is real shark fish or not but it's "Sha Yu",they called it in cantonese.After that,we went Thai club.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's only 830pm by then and we were already there.First time i'm in a club so early and it's a place i called it a &lt;em&gt;lala&lt;/em&gt; club that i would never step into but because i have to while waiting for baby to finish work and the persuasion from my bestie.There's a uncle who is quite funny,he's fat and he got 2 wives,and the best thing is his 2 wives can get along but of course they didn't join us and still he can fool around with those girls in club.I'm quite a drinker so i drank quite fast and that fat uncle saw me and so he challenged me in drinking.The deal is he bottoms up 2 glass of liquor and i bottoms up 1 glass.So we drank for about 3 or 4 shots,i quit :) I scared i'll get drunk cos i still need to meet mum and all up after that.After awhile,baby came so we left and i got a call from mum saying that they have reached.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Met them at old klang road where they were having their supper,i was a little tipsy by that time but i still know what i'm doing and what i said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The day after,we woke up quite early to fetch mum and all from Sri Petaling Hotel then heads to Pavilion.Once we reached,we went to The Face Shop cos mum wanna get her stuff.We've been in the shop for about half an hour or more and i told mum she could shop there for the whole day cos she talked to that sales promoter non-stop.I got nail polish,one from aunt and one from mum :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that we went Nichii at Sg. Besi for shopping.Shop until i headache because there's too much clothes different color different design.I bought a pair of shorts,2 belts,1 cardigan and a green top.It's cheap here,reasonable priced.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went back to Pavilion to fetch baby and then we went back to the hotel for clean up.After that we went Damansara Uptown for Japanese buffet.I was full that i can hardly breathe cos there's no more space in my stomach to fill in oxigen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day,shopping again.Aunt got a hair cut from baby at his salon.SO instead of waiting,me and jie went to Sg.Wang.Mum was at Midvalley meeting up with Theresa.Their bus is at 630pm.Didnt have enough time to shop with Jie also.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160749549943497394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R56qX3MjorI/AAAAAAAAAi8/B_J5MxI3RZA/s320/DSC00210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A random pic of my son sleeping on his dad's *tuut*cencored :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-5606227946204855311?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/5606227946204855311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=5606227946204855311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/5606227946204855311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/5606227946204855311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-payback-time.html' title='It&apos;s 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for charlie's blog to get my pictures that we took at Poppy the other day and yes,i got it.The pictures was uploaded at the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the 1st picture :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog about today...so...erm....that's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-8241301985135329553?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/8241301985135329553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=8241301985135329553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/8241301985135329553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/8241301985135329553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/01/sensual-seduction.html' title='sensual seduction'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-6222302924882855472</id><published>2008-01-22T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T15:23:38.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Nite Out..Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R5WYqb9u8HI/AAAAAAAAAis/uL32uIaHjC4/s1600-h/z127443403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158196803051384946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R5WYqb9u8HI/AAAAAAAAAis/uL32uIaHjC4/s320/z127443403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ooo yeah~gimme more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R5WYG79u8CI/AAAAAAAAAiE/_-aIoy32taQ/s1600-h/z127443933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158196193166028834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R5WYG79u8CI/AAAAAAAAAiE/_-aIoy32taQ/s320/z127443933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R5WYHb9u8DI/AAAAAAAAAiM/0g8W0Xds-qw/s1600-h/z127441802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158196201755963442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R5WYHb9u8DI/AAAAAAAAAiM/0g8W0Xds-qw/s320/z127441802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R5WYHb9u8EI/AAAAAAAAAiU/-tZsmS_aC7E/s1600-h/z127443369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158196201755963458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R5WYHb9u8EI/AAAAAAAAAiU/-tZsmS_aC7E/s320/z127443369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; baby wif long hair...eewwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R5WYH79u8FI/AAAAAAAAAic/HOdbcME7ojE/s1600-h/z127441966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158196210345898066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R5WYH79u8FI/AAAAAAAAAic/HOdbcME7ojE/s320/z127441966.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R5WYH79u8GI/AAAAAAAAAik/DtxQgafNjzE/s1600-h/z127443550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158196210345898082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R5WYH79u8GI/AAAAAAAAAik/DtxQgafNjzE/s320/z127443550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nerdy in action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-6222302924882855472?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/6222302924882855472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=6222302924882855472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-1966599560537546377</id><published>2008-01-15T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T18:15:23.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just use your imagination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4yGU79u8AI/AAAAAAAAAh0/KIQotSV7BI8/s1600-h/DSC00197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155643367684501506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4yGU79u8AI/AAAAAAAAAh0/KIQotSV7BI8/s320/DSC00197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cute-dou-sei son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4yGVL9u8BI/AAAAAAAAAh8/o8sd_1S46U4/s1600-h/DSC00201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155643371979468818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4yGVL9u8BI/AAAAAAAAAh8/o8sd_1S46U4/s320/DSC00201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He likes to sleep in his food bowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4yFZb9u77I/AAAAAAAAAhM/kLGZVThzuXs/s1600-h/DSC00191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155642345482284978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4yFZb9u77I/AAAAAAAAAhM/kLGZVThzuXs/s320/DSC00191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birthday Pressie from my dear Betty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4yFZ79u78I/AAAAAAAAAhU/zE75LT_OnZA/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155642354072219586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4yFZ79u78I/AAAAAAAAAhU/zE75LT_OnZA/s320/DSC00192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4yFaL9u79I/AAAAAAAAAhc/Sg00kfVlCK4/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155642358367186898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4yFaL9u79I/AAAAAAAAAhc/Sg00kfVlCK4/s320/DSC00194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My 3rd pressie from baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4yFab9u7-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/nvXWF9AF-Zo/s1600-h/DSC00195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155642362662154210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4yFab9u7-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/nvXWF9AF-Zo/s320/DSC00195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been a few days and it's still so beautiful eventhough some have turned into purple colour which is my favourite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4yFar9u7_I/AAAAAAAAAhs/KELebR_P1Os/s1600-h/DSC00198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155642366957121522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4yFar9u7_I/AAAAAAAAAhs/KELebR_P1Os/s320/DSC00198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last picture of my son this morning after bathed&lt;br /&gt;It's not a hamster,it's a Guinea Pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-1966599560537546377?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/1966599560537546377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=1966599560537546377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1966599560537546377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1966599560537546377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-use-your-imagination.html' title='Just use your imagination'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4yGU79u8AI/AAAAAAAAAh0/KIQotSV7BI8/s72-c/DSC00197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-4699275457552889611</id><published>2008-01-12T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T02:00:26.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Nite Out..</title><content type='html'>I changed to my gym clothes and there i go.Left home to Pavilion for gym and fetch baby.Clubbing cum my birthday party is at 10pm latest 11pm at Poppy.So can't make it dinner at Dragon-i.Baby's plan for me was cancelled again. :) But its ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cardio for 30mins,do some back,chest and abs exercises.Went for my shower and get ready.From hair to make up,took me an hour and its already 1030pm.But Binny called me,he's not there yet.Went for a quick dinner then off we go to Poppy.Binny was at the back of us.So basically i'm not late at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie was with Binny and Ivan.Jerry was with us so there's 6 of us.Ivan had friends inside there also,a big group of them.One of them was also actually having the same birthday as mine,so we're kinda celebrating together.By the way,charlie they all got me a birthday cake.At first i thought this year i won't have any cakes.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154625700953517986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4jow79u76I/AAAAAAAAAhE/uTxB88ndbOo/s320/DSC00178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154625696658550674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4jowr9u75I/AAAAAAAAAg8/q-hn1Kjv624/s320/DSC00174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154625683773648770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4jov79u74I/AAAAAAAAAg0/la4BRHPoBPM/s320/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had fun though.Went to the dance floor with Charlie a few times and when we're there the songs they played were not that in the mood so when we went back to our table that time all the song also nice nice one,everytime also like that.There's a bar table few steps from our table,so i was standing at the fan there cos it's very hot after losing out some calories :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when i was dancing right infront of the fan that time there's a couple went to the bar table to get drinks and the girl was feeling hot also,so she came and stand next to me or should i say dancing next to me.I'm kinda like walking here and there between the fan and our table.So the next thing i know when i went back to the fan again,that girl came and dance with me.The boyfriend of hers was looking at us dancing.We were very close and touchy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that,baby asked to leave cos he's working morning the next day.So then we left,i didn't even said anything to the girl that i danced with.I felt its quite no manners.But i don't care la cos i'm tipsy. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So that's the end of my birthday celebration...thank you all.I had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.s : The cake was taken before i left...still can see the broken pieces of choc with my name on it.Kinda waste but like Charlie said its just a tradition,no need to fiinish it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-4699275457552889611?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/4699275457552889611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=4699275457552889611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/4699275457552889611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/4699275457552889611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/01/birthday-nite-out.html' title='Birthday Nite Out..'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4jow79u76I/AAAAAAAAAhE/uTxB88ndbOo/s72-c/DSC00178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-115107706782779493</id><published>2008-01-11T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T17:20:39.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;...i'm happy that i chose u baby....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It all started in the thursday morning.Baby gave me a clue.Sort of like a treasure hunt game.Those clues that he gave were so easy,i got it right easily.So i get changed and went down to his 'wife's backside'.The weather was damn hot and i'm standing under the sun.When i opened the boot...i saw...THIS!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154129507676778210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4cler9u7uI/AAAAAAAAAfk/oOcGVHwk-I4/s320/DSC00055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154131079634808562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4cm6L9u7vI/AAAAAAAAAfs/0nMmheIYEZk/s320/DSC00059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The only thing i can say that time was "Oh my god!",not only once but i repeat it over and over again.I couldn't believe that this is actually real and i'm not dreaming.I closed the boot and i quickly rush up to my apartment.Hugged my baby before he enter the bathroom to take his shower. :) I didn't took out the pressie out from theboot because i wanted to take picture later.So i after my shower,make-up and bla bla bla...we left the crib went down to the car again to take pictures.Took the pressie and all the 100 roses back to my crib.We put all the flowers in to a pail with water and then we leave.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is baby's plan exactly and i just follow wherever he go.He said wanna walk out to take cab and it was like fucking hot outside and its takes quite a distant.So at the end he drove.We went Petaling Street for lunch and i ate assam laksa.After that,baby took me somewhere..i thought he wanna bring me to a place to rape me or something *giggles*.We passed by Central Market and then we came to a bridge that i haven't been that can see the post office and still i don't know where we are going...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154136521358372610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4cr279u7wI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Yd-lnu08w0Q/s320/DSC00080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk walk walk walk...we reached the KTM train station.Baby bought the tickets and still i don't know where are we going cos i'm using the touch&amp;amp;go.He told me we need one hour to reach the place...while waiting for the train to reach the destination we camwhored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154138114791239442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4ctTr9u7xI/AAAAAAAAAf8/GYRlATDLHHE/s320/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154138123381174050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4ctUL9u7yI/AAAAAAAAAgE/xmxM6p8eY8A/s320/DSC00097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154138123381174066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4ctUL9u7zI/AAAAAAAAAgM/d2aYiQ0_uNw/s320/DSC00115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We past by Subang,we past by Klang...kampung...And not to forget,my dear binny called me and asked me to go Poppi tommorow to celebrate my birthday for me.I'm so happy and i'm so touched.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154138127676141378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4ctUb9u70I/AAAAAAAAAgU/jayVx7ge_-c/s320/DSC00127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154138131971108690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4ctUr9u71I/AAAAAAAAAgc/fgcaQRpqcA4/s320/DSC00129.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;  And this is the so-called-famous indian temple in KL or probably Klang&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;At the end the train stops at Port Klang and i was asking "what are we going to do here???".Baby just asked me to follow him and then....we were there at the Jeti Pulau Ketam.That time was 5 something in the evening.We stopped by at the stall and bought 100plus to drink and baby asked about the ferry.The last ferry to come back here is 6pm.And we were like "WHAT!!!".We doubt about it and so we went to the ferry there and asked.That ferry man asked us to come next time. "-_-Disappointed.So we called Ivan and asked if there's anything nice restaurant around.He guide us to Teluk Pulai to a &lt;em&gt;bak kut teh&lt;/em&gt; restaurant.And you know what...the shop is CLOSED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;DISAPPOINTED.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We end up going back to KL and decide what to eat.Wanted to eat my favourite seafood but...so after coming out with a few places i decided not to eat expensive food.We went Kajang for satay :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was the second time i went there with baby.He make me eat my own species by lying to me it is chicken.And i ate rabbit meat...ewww...After that i felt so uneasy and i felt bad.Damn!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So we went home to baby's house and we found out that his dad is actually having the same birthday with me.After that we went back to my crib and we watched Good Luck Chuck before we sleep.So that's it for my birthday eve.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Going to gym later and then Dragon-i for dinner and then head on to Poppi.I heard it was a suprise for me...can't wait...will update about it soon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154145308861460338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4cz2b9u73I/AAAAAAAAAgs/a9G7ZfdZBgg/s320/DSC00161.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And before i forget,this is my birthday pressie.Its a COACH bracelet cum handphone accessory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Happy Birthday to me!!!Big girl lor...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154144823530155874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4czaL9u72I/AAAAAAAAAgk/V2AXZ0QbNls/s320/DSC00170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s: my first time received so many roses...thank you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;~ciao~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-115107706782779493?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/115107706782779493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=115107706782779493&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/115107706782779493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/115107706782779493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-love-it.html' title='I love it...'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R4cler9u7uI/AAAAAAAAAfk/oOcGVHwk-I4/s72-c/DSC00055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-1294034394543348407</id><published>2008-01-08T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T19:54:27.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 more days to go....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Got very pissed this morning.I don't understand how can a freaking late 40s woman can be such a *tuuttt*.Cannot blame cause she's not exposed to the modern way of living,not that educated and not open minded enough to even get close to her.I'm not talking about my mum.My mum is so good to me and to every of my boyfriend and my friends,without worrying about losing a daughter or losing her status as a mother and of course she's not calculative till that EXTENT!Maybe this woman is having her menopause.Looking at her face really makes me feel like slapping her on the face and tell her "Can you just not put that grumpy look on your face every single second,minutes,hours and days?!".Seriously if i have a choice,i wouldn't want to see her again,NEVER again!At this age,you should be more tolerate and more understanding and not acting like a 4 year old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can be patient every time but this time i really cannot.Maybe because i'm on mentrual period.Stomach cramp like shit!And now damn sleepy and headache.Got freaking lots of assignments to do..and the deadline is 25th,two more weeks left.Die die die...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday mum called when i'm in the class.I said i'll call her back but didn't,as you people know i'm very forgetful so this morning i remembered and i called her back.Well she's not coming down KL this friday because she have don't-know what function at her office.Can't celebrate my birthday with her around.Anyway she's coming down the week after with maybe grandma,yiyi and jie,if not she will come down alone. :) Cause she's coming down for Chinese New Year shopping and getting stuff for my crib.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 more days and i'm turning 20.Its just around the corner and i couldn't believe it that i'm getting old.Hmmm...i wonder what did my baby prepared for me...can't wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no offence to the woman's family members that i mentioned and to all the woman who is at the same age that i'm talking about...just that woman alone,no one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-1294034394543348407?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/1294034394543348407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=1294034394543348407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1294034394543348407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1294034394543348407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/01/3-more-days-to-go.html' title='3 more days to go....'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-5564934257997647678</id><published>2008-01-04T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T16:46:39.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Betty!</title><content type='html'>Finally Betty went to Singapore today early in the morning.She went there to pursue her degree.I'm happy for her but sad also cause i'll be all alone here in KL.No one to laugh out loud like no one business over the "woooowww!!" in msn's emotion sound,no one to yum cha with and no one to share dirty little secrets too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So grateful of her,last wednesday her boyfriend organized a suprise farewell party for her at IZZI Pizza Damansara Uptown.But the suprise was blown by one of her friends that her boyfriend forgot to invite.But she don't know who will be there though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in PJ since 5 something,right after discussion in college.Since its so early so i called Tze out yum cha.I don't really know how to go there and i was lost once at LDP and so happened that i make a U-turn and went to Jln 222 there.I don't even know the road to go SS2 but luckily there's a few times i took the road before with baby.And suprisingly i can recognize and i got my way there successfully.I'm so proud of myself &lt;em&gt;*grin*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after i fetch Tze we went KTZ to yum cha and i have all time favourite Mango Loh.Yummy yummy...After that,drop Tze to buy chicken rice for her girlfriend then send her home.So after getting the direction from Tze,i find the way to IZZI.And again i found my way.I'm early,i'm the first one who reached there.KL culture is always like that said 715pm but all the people reached at 815pm or even later.I waited about an hour.I don't even know a anyone there except for Betty and her boyfirend.Its a great farewell party though although there are only 15 of us.What matters most is the effort of making all this successful even though there's someone that blown it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way,Betty will probably come back next saturday,at least can celebrate my birthday with her this year. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-5564934257997647678?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/5564934257997647678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=5564934257997647678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/5564934257997647678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/5564934257997647678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2008/01/bye-betty.html' title='Bye Betty!'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-13109509883470900</id><published>2008-01-03T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T23:47:24.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear bloggy,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I didn't feed you for almost a month or so because i was busy with alot of stuff for instant graduation project,earn money,relationship,time management and so on.And this is my first blog for this brand new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8 more days to go to reach the second decade of my life.I wonder will this year will be different,I guess this time wont be like last year's birthday and with less people.What to wish for this year???Hmmm...i guess more cash so that i can buy more stuff to decorate my crib and also to pay for all the stuff needed for graduation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We all(me and my groupmates) estimated to take out at least 1k for the graduation.Damn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For the past few years,life were so miserable everytime every year.My last year's resolution was not to make my life so miserable but still,things happened.Is hard to control things that you won't know what will happen.Fate i supposed.Since I cannot control my life then i better make some new year's resolution which i can control and that is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to lose 5kg&lt;/span&gt;.In order to d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o so i need to commit myself in going &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gym and have a healthy diet.&lt;/span&gt;(ya rite...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about gym,i wasted nearly 2 months.Damn!Paid nearly 200 bucks(i know i'm not in US) a month but didn't go.Wanted to go today but i fell sick,heaty,flu and i got a huge gigantic ulcer near my throat,wanna swallow water also pain.Pity me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah,I got a new pet for Xmas.Its a baby guinea pig from my baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R3z-pb9u7tI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Gi2QsXOoMnw/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R3z-pb9u7tI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Gi2QsXOoMnw/s320/DSC00054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151272061639782098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isn't it cute?!Its a male and his name comes from my guinea pig name that i had before this;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;piggy&lt;/span&gt;.He changed a few names,it was kuku and when i went back Sitiawan with baby,everyone calls him 'piggy' because of the piggy that i had before this,including my grandma who don't even know how to speak english,so when she calls piggy ,it always sounds like "kiki".So then i decided to named him piggy.Later i will go and get a female guinea pig to accompany him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok that's it for today,i'm getting sleepy already.I'll try to update you more often ok,bloggy?Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Your lazy owner,JessC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-13109509883470900?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/R3z-pb9u7tI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Gi2QsXOoMnw/s72-c/DSC00054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-5421072997829744548</id><published>2007-12-18T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T13:22:11.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn!I hate HR!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we had Human Resource Management final exam.It's fucking hard.I studied and done revision for the past 2 days and yet it was so difficult.Its been so long i never been studying so hard already but still...The case study was difficult,we were supposed to answer two questions which consisted of 8 questions and i only managed to answer 3 questions for each and its all plain bullshits.I wonder if the lecturer understand what i'm trying to answer or not.&lt;br /&gt; After the exam all came out saying the same thing "Damn hard la weh.."but i'm sure their marks will be quite high when the results come out.I got a feeling i will fail this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lappy still not fixed yet but half-fixed though.I was told its not a big problem.Thank God.What is most important is all my assignments and my pictures.I would pay the price just to get back all my files in my harddisk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to gym yesterday evening,too long didn't work out already,i got dizzy.Damn tired.And i went alone again this morning at Pavilion,just done some cardio and abs that's all because i was damn damn damn tired.I'm very sleepy now...zzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-5421072997829744548?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2264969060957052977</id><published>2007-12-11T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T15:06:59.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>choices to be made...</title><content type='html'>Being very very tired lately;physically and mentally.Moving in to my crib pretty soon,getting the place clean and decorating it,used up alot of energy and time.Assignments and my fashion marketing project makes me even more tired.Argghhhhhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a bad luck lately,lappy GONE!Cannot turn it on.WTF!!!Life without lappy=lifeless;no blogging,no friendster,no facebook and no entertainment.Now in pc lab in college and feeling sleepy but need to discuss stuff with groupmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my groupmates this time,people that i've never been working with before except for michelle.We got a big sister to lead us,a hardworking babe and two creative minds which included me.Four of us;Joanne,Cheryl,Michelle and me.But there's also something we lack of team work and differences with the way of thinking.All this i'm sure we can overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,Ivan is back from Switz.Fat like pig like that.Went to Binny'se hse that day,wanted to barbeque but end up we didn't.Because we don't want to drown ourselves into the indian sea.Its been awhile i didn't hang out at his place,feels like i'm back at my second home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Just finished discussion...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i've said,we had overcome our problem now.More organize already with the time table that Joanne did.Lots of work to be done.I cannot be dilly-dally anymore and be more determine in my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why am i so tired.Maybe i've stressed up my mind too much that's why.Need to make decision about relationship but just fuck it la.Let it flow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-2264969060957052977?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/2264969060957052977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=2264969060957052977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2264969060957052977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2264969060957052977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/12/choices-to-be-made.html' title='choices to be made...'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-1966618401274260214</id><published>2007-11-26T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T01:05:58.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder why...</title><content type='html'>I've been very tired lately even though I'm not working and no discussion meetings for last week.I work also very easy,only 4hrs and its not a everyday thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday i will have to wake up early in the morning even though i got nothing to do,just because i don't want to stay at home,not my home anyway,just the room.I guess that's the reason of me being so tired,sleep late every night and have to wake up early without a point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a space of my own so that i can be at home anytime i want,do whatever i want at my own home.Talked to mum the other day,as far as i know,i think i wont be pursuing my degree next year.Sad to say,i need to stay back here in Malaysia for at least a year or maybe more because i need to work first then after few years later then i only go for my degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i come to making a choice whether to be a &lt;strong&gt;air stewardess&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;working in the fashion line&lt;/strong&gt;.I got all the good contacts in fashion line already but as a fresh grad,the salary will not be that enough when i need to pay this and that when comes to that time.I thought of going to try for another time for Air Asia,since i've been through their first interview before so i will know what to prepare myself to.Is just that time will not be enough for me if i'm a air stewardess and it will be like 3 years contract so how will i be able to study by then?Is it too old for it already??And i'm afraid i'll be lazy already after working.But i believe if i got the determination,i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another weird suggestion from a customer i'm serving that day when i'm working,its a indian guy.He was like asking me what am i studying this and that..and he suggested that i go to become a actress and it must be a comedy movie.I was like "?????okay...".If i have a few inches more,modelling will be perfect for me.I wish.Obviously i wont take my customer's suggestion into consideration,i wont want to make myself looks like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to get busy after today,doing our final marketing project.Busy busy busy...i wonder how can i cope.Have to finish this third report by next January 25th.I don't think i can even enjoy my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally though,i rented a new place.Paid deposit already,getting the keys this Thursday.Good good good.Finally wei....:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*i lost weight!not much but only 3kgs...need to loss more and more...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-1966618401274260214?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/1966618401274260214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=1966618401274260214&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1966618401274260214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1966618401274260214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-wonder-why.html' title='I wonder why...'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-5951376483115034890</id><published>2007-11-14T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T01:44:08.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Popo Chen's 81st Birthday</title><content type='html'>This time is not the same anymore,no more family gathering no more celebration.Till Dad texted me just now to remind me about grandma birthday and asked us to call her.So i called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me : tut tut..tut tut(phone rings)...hello,nenek mane?(talking to the maid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maid : siapa nih?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me : jess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maid : nanti ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Popo : hello..who is this?*cantonese*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me : Popo chen..its me,jess arh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Popo : where have you been arh?you naughty girl leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me : KL lor...no naughty la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Popo : you arh must study hard arh...get the knowledge and it will be your assets in the future..nothing to be worry now just concentrate on your studies*english*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me : i will i will...Po..Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Popo : *sounded happy* ei you still remember arh...thank you.But it was yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me : yea...i know.Popo still don't want to sleep meh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Popo : Not yet la...old people also cannot sleep one...later la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me : Then okla po...You take care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Popo : Okla...you be good arh.Good night...bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me : Ok..bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah...i was thinking.Starting of the coonersation already say i'm naughty girl.I wonder who is that who tell her that.You know i know la right.Sigh...i felt so bad,one old lady celebrating her birthday with the maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i have not posted any blogs since the last one.My apologize and i hope its not too late.Hahaha...lyrics.Having a bad headache the whole day,low blood pressure i supposed.No matter how much i sleep,the headache will still be there.Been busy lately,with discussion meet ups and assignments.Even got job also i push away....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-5951376483115034890?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/5951376483115034890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=5951376483115034890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/5951376483115034890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/5951376483115034890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/11/popo-chens-81st-birthday.html' title='Popo Chen&apos;s 81st Birthday'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-1657415067691216583</id><published>2007-10-26T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T18:52:18.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got lotsa lotsa stuff...</title><content type='html'>Went back to Subang yesterday to pack my stuff.First thing when i step in to the house,aunty was asking me whether i've gain weight.Shit!i really gained so much weight...or maybe i'm just bloated*excuse*.Even popo also saw me gained weight.She said i look better like that,face rounder,you know old people like to see people fair fair and fleshy chubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realise i got so many clothes and shoes;3 big IKEA plastic bag and one luggage bag and its heavy!I remember when i first move in that time i got only 5 or 6 big luggage bags and now..me myself also couldn't believe it.And one big bag of my handbags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe it that i've gained so much weight so just now when i was hanging out with Betty at Starbucks Pavilion,i logged into my friendster account and view my pictures now and then.Face got not much difference though cos my face are always chubby,but my tummy and hips!Shit...i'm so sad now.Damn!Anyone can recommend any ways or formula  or dietary recipes of losing weight???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-1657415067691216583?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/1657415067691216583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=1657415067691216583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1657415067691216583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1657415067691216583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-got-lotsa-lotsa-stuff.html' title='I got lotsa lotsa stuff...'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-7212186127043500862</id><published>2007-10-22T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T11:47:46.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are family!</title><content type='html'>Binny finally came back from Switz last week and we met up at Frangi.Met Tze darling,she came over to Pavilion with her girlfriend.It's been so long,got so emo and we hugged each other so tight,nearly cried.She laughed at me when she saw me from far away because she never see me looked so decent before.She's like saying "where's the hot chick that i've known?".She's just exaggerating.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went Frangi.Met Binny.Same thing;hugged...kissed.It's like for years when it's only for 3 weeks.It's a very packed night in Frangi.We didn't really enjoy much with the crowd there.Bored.So we left to the usual place we go everytime after Frangi.Binny bought me cover girl waterproof mascara,lumpy brooch,handphone accessory,chocolate and a adidas make up bag.I love everything!!!!Love Lumpy brooch the most.Its so cute.*will update pictures soon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next day(Saturday),me and Binny went Velvet Underground to celebrate Dada and Jimmy's birthday.We bought thongs for them.One red and one white.Damn sexy...hahaha...i wonder if they would wear it or not.There's a event at Zouk that night,it was packed.Then there's photographers all around.There's a photographer at the dance floor kept taking my pictures and also Binny.Had fun,it's been so long that i haven't been partying.I'm so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired,tired,tired,tired...been working and working and working.Even i got one day class in a week but i still lack of time and sleep.Hopefully they found another part time so i can work less but earn less wor.And yeah...might be changing to Marc Jacob to work.Yahoo...will see how it goes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-7212186127043500862?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/7212186127043500862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=7212186127043500862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/7212186127043500862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/7212186127043500862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-are-family.html' title='We are family!'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-8005720511291315055</id><published>2007-10-15T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T01:51:53.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road Not Taken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RxMda4DRKxI/AAAAAAAAAfU/5mglQ1YB6yo/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121469548810283794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RxMda4DRKxI/AAAAAAAAAfU/5mglQ1YB6yo/s320/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And be one traveller, long I stood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And looked down one as far as I could &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And having perhaps the better claim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because it was grassy and wanted wear; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though as for that the passing there &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had worn them really about the same, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And both that morning equally lay &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In leaves no step had trodden black. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, I kept the first for another day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet knowing how way leads on to way, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I doubted if I should ever come back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took the one less traveled by,&lt;br /&gt;And that has made all the difference&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...Robert Frost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder if this poem sounds familiar to you.I remembered I first read it when I'm at highschool,memorized each lines to read it out loud to all the classmates and teacher to listen.It was form four if I'm not mistaken.Well that time I barely understand what the poem is trying to tell and now as I've grown up soon to be in my 20's in 2 months time,I think I've understand after decided so many things in my life since I graduated from highschool.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At first I thought to study mass communication to be in the advertising line but later on I realise there's so many people wanted to study the same course at that time.It was a hit this recent years.Then I thought of photography since I love taking pictures so much and it wasn't a good choice to take the course here in M'sia after all.And then I thought of arts,well I don't think I'm that artistic anyway so nop!So I thought of being a image consultant and my mum agreed and check it out for me.I went to check out at LKW as well as they're more like a designing college.Then mum found this college,where Melinda Looi and also other local designers was from.I went there to check out and I found this course that I'm studying now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apart from that,staying with dad.When I first came down to KL,I stayed at a uncle house because of some issues with aunty which is my step mother before that.So after a while,she eventually persuaded me to go back there to stay and i thought since she's offering,it should be fine so i went back to dad's to stay.Lots of things happened.Often i make the wrong choice,even choosing the right people to be with.But it's not that i'm always that bad in all that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now,been through so many things.After all the conflicts and misfortunate incident that occured.Life has changed,again.People around me have changed,people that i befriended with are different,vision of life changed and the environment i'm living in has also changed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks to Binny,Tze,Dada who are always there to cheer up my life and there to back me up.I hope it will never ever change.And thanks Lynn who are there to give me advice when i need guidance and helped me through my most difficult time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After months of having a hard time at dad's,now i've decided to move out.Going to confirm the condo that i'm going to rent by tomorrow.Busy of working lately as a part time promoter at Pavilion to earn some money.Like i said i've been fasting shopping ever since.Gained weight,low sel-esteem,emotional,negative,impatient,stubborn,migrain,etc.etc.,all due to the hormone imbalance that i've got.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well,i'm happy now at the moment because i can finally move out staying alone without worrying what will happen next once i reach home.I hope this is the right road that i've choose.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RxMda4DRKxI/AAAAAAAAAfU/5mglQ1YB6yo/s72-c/DSC00005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-8414262206943770933</id><published>2007-10-11T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T02:59:49.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud to be a Malaysian</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Lynn that i got the chance to experience this worthwhile historical event at Kuala Lumpur Convention Centre to watch the launching of our Malaysia's first Angkasawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was more than 8000 people in that event.Our Prime Minister was there too.We sat on the reserved table along the hall way where everyone was asking for it.Most of the people included me were wearing traditional malay clothes.I wore a kebaya that i borrowed from Lynn.Its a bit too big for me but it still look nice.I met a lot of familiar faces at the event who i've met on Lynn's party last April and also people that you will see on our Malaysia news and newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited so long for this moment.We were there since 7pm at the hall.After &lt;em&gt;buka puasa a.k.a break fast &lt;/em&gt;which i thought it was breakfast when i saw the programme list,we first had lamb soup with pitta bread.Then here comes our main course dinner then fruits then dessert then coffee/tea.Full like hell.And...we still got one more hour left before the launching.Nothing to do,except for the malay men to do their 8-time prayer,very long one.So went out to toilet and some went for ciggie break.Till....9pm,then we went in to the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120515116202769922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rw-5XlhIvgI/AAAAAAAAAd8/gPBO-VNwMwc/s320/DSC00014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Preparing to blast off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120515116202769938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rw-5XlhIvhI/AAAAAAAAAeE/clB705DBBjU/s320/DSC00016.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Here we go...our light of Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our feeling is so mixed up:proud,sad,happy,worry,touch,etc.etc.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120515124792704546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rw-5YFhIviI/AAAAAAAAAeM/s7zpNL7ShIM/s320/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Proudly present our Malaysian first Angkasawan at the left...successfully &lt;em&gt;blasted &lt;/em&gt;*hahahaha*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120515129087671858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rw-5YVhIvjI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HD9MuUv8z2I/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Media from other countries...This is from Japan.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120515133382639170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rw-5YlhIvkI/AAAAAAAAAec/feON0QA7-h8/s320/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;How long since you ever stand up straight and sing our national anthem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rw-6CFhIvlI/AAAAAAAAAek/pxSA8jrUPeE/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120515846347210322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rw-6CFhIvlI/AAAAAAAAAek/pxSA8jrUPeE/s320/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We often make people thought that we are malay unintentionally... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the launching,we hang out for awhile then went up to Sky Bar.It's my first visit.Nice...i like it.It would be fun to have a private pool party here.How i wish i got that money to celebrate it that way.But i won't give up,no matter how old i am when i got the money i'll close up the place and have my own pool party.What i can do now is just plan and dream about it...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rw-6CVhIvmI/AAAAAAAAAes/A8qq7IRP4qY/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120515850642177634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rw-6CVhIvmI/AAAAAAAAAes/A8qq7IRP4qY/s320/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rw-6C1hIvnI/AAAAAAAAAe0/op50649JMio/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120515859232112242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rw-6C1hIvnI/AAAAAAAAAe0/op50649JMio/s320/DSC00027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've never seen KLCC so beautiful before...amazed*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks DT and Lynn for inviting us. :)&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/23234431-8414262206943770933?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/8414262206943770933/comments/default' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rw-5XlhIvgI/AAAAAAAAAd8/gPBO-VNwMwc/s72-c/DSC00014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-6240101426216001866</id><published>2007-10-10T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T03:33:29.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fasting month for this shopaholic</title><content type='html'>Our country's new shopping malls;Pavilion,The Gardens and Sunway Pyramid phase 2.Provide new brands that just entered our country in all this shopping malls like Juicy Couture,DKNY and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this shopaholic who are blogging this now,like every malays in the country who are fasting for &lt;em&gt;bulan ramadhan&lt;/em&gt; that cannot drink neither eat until &lt;em&gt;buka puasa&lt;/em&gt;,i have to fast.Is not that i don't drink or eat but shopping.I cannot shop.No money...sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Pavilion today for a part time job interview at Thomas Sabo Jewellery.Need to work so that i can go shopping :P...Not a very formal interview though,is just telling me what they are offering and days i need to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this semester i got FMP1,that need to start planning about our final marketing project.Which means i'll be very busy even though i got only a class in this semester.So even if i work also,it will may be for 2 or 3 days in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because of money.Can i handle all this?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-6240101426216001866?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/6240101426216001866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2401086659398468432</id><published>2007-10-09T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T03:23:38.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When You're Gone</title><content type='html'>Recently there's a song that i like recently.I like the lyrics.I want to dedicate this song to a special someone,you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I always needed time on my own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never thought I'd need you there when I cried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the days feel like years when I'm alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the bed where you lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is made up on your side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you walk away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I count the steps that you take&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The face I came to know is missing too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The words I need to hear to always get me through the day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And make it ok&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never felt this way before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything that I do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reminds me of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the clothes you left&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They lie on the floor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And they smell just like you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the things that you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you walk away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I count the steps that you take&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The face I came to know is missing too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The words I need to hear to always get me through the day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And make it OK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were made for each other&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out here forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know we were&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah Yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I ever wanted was for you to know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything I do I give my heart and soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can hardly breathe I need to feel you here with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The face I came to know is missing too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And When you're gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The words I need to hear will always get me through the day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And make it OK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/xJfw38H-8_" width="300" height="80" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-2401086659398468432?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-3124002809684822189</id><published>2007-10-07T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T23:01:11.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nosey wormies..</title><content type='html'>It's been so long since the last blog posted.Was away for semester break.Went back to my 'home sweet home',where that's the place i call it 'home'.Went to Cameron,Pangkor,Penang and Hatyai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went Penang for day trip with mum and all but before that we went to Bukit Mertajam to eat their famous specialties at Jalan Pasar,wasted that i didn't get any pictures of it.The curry noodles,prawn mee and &lt;em&gt;kuih chap&lt;/em&gt;...yummy!!!So after that we went to a chinese doctor nearby because Danny,my sister's boyfriend wanted to pick out his nose worms.Sounds interesting isn't it??hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked quite a distance to that shop.Once we reached there,each one of us let the doctor to touch our nose see if we have any worms.Among us,only mum and Danny have it.I wonder how that doctor do it by just touching the nose softly and not even looking at it.So mum and Danny did the medication.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118602391172201938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RwjtwVhIvdI/AAAAAAAAAdk/k5FonEgkxT0/s320/DSC00001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118602395467169250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RwjtwlhIveI/AAAAAAAAAds/PEh678iZfOc/s320/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118602399762136562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rwjtw1hIvfI/AAAAAAAAAd0/lwFZfJqC5rw/s320/DSC00004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Can you see the worms???Well the nosey worms doesn't comes out from the nose though...its from the mouth when you blow out the smoke.Weird right?I also don't know how it happens but there's really worms dropped out.These worms that you can see is just tiny little worms,there are three types;this one,medium and long large ones which they called it the 'dragon'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanted to try but too bad i don't have any worms to drop out even though sometimes when i allergy i will feel itchy like there's worms moving beneath my skin on my nose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is something interesting about my semester break and now i'm back and going back to college tommorow morning.And the thing is this semester i only got one day class!!Hurrayyy!!!Planning to get a part time job to earn some money and to fill up my free&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;time.Going for an interview coming Tuesday at Pavilion Thomas Sabo,a jewellery shop.I want shopping!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-3124002809684822189?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/3124002809684822189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=3124002809684822189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/3124002809684822189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/3124002809684822189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/10/nosey-wormies.html' title='Nosey wormies..'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RwjtwVhIvdI/AAAAAAAAAdk/k5FonEgkxT0/s72-c/DSC00001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-353273160646420992</id><published>2007-09-12T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T02:09:50.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatigue</title><content type='html'>Assignment sucks!Hate assignment!Tired!Sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 presentation done!2 more assignments to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-353273160646420992?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/353273160646420992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=353273160646420992&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/353273160646420992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/353273160646420992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/09/fatigue.html' title='Fatigue'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2339764023280278323</id><published>2007-09-03T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T23:43:37.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought it was the right one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;....getting pretty emo lately i wonder why...Sometimes it's very hard to decide.It's like a betting game where it's only a win or lose thing.But this time,am i betting on the wrong side again?Is it worth taking the risk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things started to become like what i've always wanted but is that thing that i want belongs to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I took the bet and bet it all in this new life i'm having.I decided to let go everything and start anew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how to blog it out this time.I'm freaking myself out of nothing.I'm happy but I'm worried.I told myself "once decision is made,there will not be a turning back".I'm not turning back.I thought all along this was right but think again...it is not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you read that i'm pretty confused with my emotions now?It's karma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-2339764023280278323?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/2339764023280278323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=2339764023280278323&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2339764023280278323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2339764023280278323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-thought-it-was-right-one.html' title='I thought it was the right one...'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-6365908097007855792</id><published>2007-08-19T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T18:09:38.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The way I are</title><content type='html'>I know its been awhile since i last posted.Been busy lately and due to some reasons I don't want to online at home.Hanging out a lot lately and god-knows what time I'm back home every night.Just a update of what I've been upto lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to gym recently and joining gym by next month cos I've gain a little fat at my belly.Some say I looked better like that but most of them did not.Sad.Been eating quite a lot lately,especially supper and its fattening!!!!Wasted my workout.Nevermind...give me 2 months and I'll be back to my flat plus toned up abs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last two weeks,went to GLAM Heart Charity Ball at Palace of The Golden Horses.Thanks to Dada for the VIP passes.So formal that I could ever imagined and luckily I dressed glamorously that night.Met a lot of rich and famous people,all the actors and actresses,models,singers,dato's,&lt;em&gt;tai-tai's,&lt;/em&gt;etc.etc.Felt so glamorous :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that weekend,I took a bus to Cameron Highlands to meet up with my family.My uncle from Singapore wanted to go there after over 30 years.So nice to be there after so long,I think its been a year ago.Very relaxing and we had a lot of fun.We don't even felt like leaving at the end of the vacation.The best thing is,we ate non-stop.I didn't even felt hungry for a sec,overload everytime.Eventho there's not much nice food there because its too commercialise as it's a tourist place to be but we still can find ourselves eating all the time.Actually there's so much more food that we didn't go for it because the time is just too packed.Well,this time I bought a lot of veggies back.Nothing for dad's home tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's assignments that needed to be finish.Very satisfied with the tupperware competition cum assignment,we called it 'fiesta hat'.Its made of tupperware containers.I think we got the possibilities of winning.The grand price its a New York City trip for 2 pax and USD$2000 per person. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100351476070153090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RsgWpQjM-4I/AAAAAAAAAdc/sItFNWcLZUU/s320/DSCN0189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise I've become further apart from my collegemates,no time to hang out and maybe we could get along.Eventho this semester is quite free but I seems pretty busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a conversation with dad the other night.Damn sad,disappointed,hurt and angry.Nothing much I can say about it anymore.Just....sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people looked at me as a slut,a bitch,a whore and so on but they don't really know who am I,except for some friends who really understands me who really knows me.I didn't make myself cheap.I have a lot of guy friends but it doesn't means that I sleep with all of them,it doesn't mean that I don't study,it doesn't means that I'm cheap!Sometimes I really don't understand why straight mens are so homophobics,gays and lesbians are just normal people,is just that their sexual directions are different from us,straight people.We should respect them and not discriminate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I may have over-dressed but I am just confident,I wanna wear whatever I want,its up to me.I don't fucking care as long as I know how to take care of myself.No one can ever tell me what not to wear unless I asked for opinions.I am just the way I are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very broke lately due to the accident.Waiting for people to pay their debts back but they are just too much,told them already still don't want to pay back.There's one who is going to pay me back tomorrow,hopefully he can be trusted.Its only mid month and i'm already struggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the conversation i had with my dad,I decided to move out since things are already screwed up,no point to stay there when i don't feel happy at all.I'll be crazy if i do.And i'm a grown up,i should be able to stay outside and alone.So now i'm looking for a room to rent.Any offers????And soon i'm gonna get a part time job to support myself.Any offers????again???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-6365908097007855792?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RsgWpQjM-4I/AAAAAAAAAdc/sItFNWcLZUU/s72-c/DSCN0189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-6716242599941064651</id><published>2007-07-28T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T23:08:11.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It really happened...freaky</title><content type='html'>Last few days when i was driving,i kept thinking of how will it be if i got into an accident and die so that i don't to face all those shits happening in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this book called The Secrets by Rhonda Byrne.Its about something like think about what you want and what kind of situation you wanna be and it will happen with the power of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i got into an accident today.Not my car somemore,its someone's mum car.I'm so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the accident,i got so scared.Lucky i'm not dead and not injured,if anything happen to my face and i'm not dead,i think i will commit suicide.I felt so bad and scared.When i'm taking my nap,my whole body is shaking and the heart beats so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will cost me a lot.I felt so sorry that someone's mum cried because she really loves cars.Even though there's someone who wanna help me but i don't want la.No matter what,its my fault i need to be responsible.Now i'm finding ways to get the cheapest workshop to get it all done asap.But have to collect back all my debts first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn bad luck!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-6716242599941064651?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-1403777604117451684</id><published>2007-07-24T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T22:03:33.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>It's not just PMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i always the one who have to tolerate?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried alone in the toilet at Binny's after i got dad's reply.I miss grandpa so much.I miss his smile his laughter and the way he call my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go home but can i don't go home?Why is everyone giving me such a hard time?Do i have a life now?Why can't those bitches at dad's home understand?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i self-destructing?Am i the one who make my life miserable all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna leave...leave this place...leave everyone...and start all over again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-1403777604117451684?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/1403777604117451684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=1403777604117451684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1403777604117451684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1403777604117451684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/07/why.html' title='WHY!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2638747350960294447</id><published>2007-07-19T02:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T02:51:10.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo...</title><content type='html'>I got really emotional recently.Again,a lot of things happened at home,living with dad and considering a lot of stuffs plus there's assignments coming along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if i've over reacted but i just cannot stand it anymore.Why am i the one who always have to give way?Why am i the one who have to be patient all the time?Dad called this afternoon when i was having a lunch break at college.I was so disappointed and sad.At that very moment,i really felt like crying but i just hold my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna leave home for awhile,maybe not even a home to me.I miss Sitiawan,where my real home is.Gotta go back this weekend even if it's just a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh....:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-2638747350960294447?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/2638747350960294447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=2638747350960294447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2638747350960294447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2638747350960294447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/07/emo.html' title='Emo...'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-8186051006675303376</id><published>2007-07-17T02:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T03:23:20.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain storming..coming soon</title><content type='html'>It's not a new movie that's coming soon,it's assignments!I was damn sleepy today in class,trying so hard to keep my eyes open.No break somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class went to canteen to have some snacks.Saw a bunch of ID fellas.I wonder why they keep looking at me one kind,everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual,I tumpang Lynn's car back but i drive.There's a f*cker parked right behind Lynn's car.That car owner thinks he/she is driving a Benz so can park everywhere they want is it!No brains one this kinda people!Make us waited for so long and still can't find the owner so we asked another car drive away so we went out the other way.Stupid la that owner!!!If i see that owner i sure scold that person nicely one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got assignment due next week and quiz for tomorrow.Sigh...will be busy busy busy again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-8186051006675303376?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-51129230137061786</id><published>2007-07-15T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T02:06:20.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when fire covers my eyes'/><title type='text'>Pshhhhhhh pissed!!!</title><content type='html'>I didn't go back Sitiawan this weekend so i stayed at home.Dad and aunty went to Malacca.I was so pissed that that freaking paranoid lady aka aunty locked the door.I can't online!!!!!!!!!!!!!!She think i'm a thief or what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i smsed dad and asked him;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me : aunty locked the room door and how shud i on the router?(fire burning already)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dad : dad don't know...cannot do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me : (burn to the top of my head already) is she crazy or wat?!okla den&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is that!Hello?I'm your daughter la can't you do anything about it!Always like that!Finger bend out don't bend in one!I love you so much somemore!!!!Errrgggghhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored to hell.Suprisingly i woke up so early in the morning somemore.Popo and cammie went out.No car.I watched tv.Washed my hair.Body scrubed.Listening to song at my lappy and practice my dancing as well.Read.Vacum my room.So i wait and wait,hoping Binny will call me out or whatever...but he woke up at 6pm when i called.Got nothing better to do and pissed so i wanted to get something sweet and cold to eat so i make agar agar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headache...i got migrain back again...i wonder why...DAMN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The today they came back from Malacca already and brought back durians and rambutans.So i went out and eat.WTF!Dad asked me if i used the frying pan this afternoon or not.In my heart thinking,sure that f*cking b*tch point fingers on me one!So i said no.Then when popo and cammie and that b*tch went in to the house for awhile,dad talked about the router.At first i'm not that pissed already one and then dad said that b*tch said that i always don't off the router.F*ck right!Then i said but!haih whatever la.Where got people off the router one!!!So afraid of getting strucked by lightning and die,you will DIE EARLIER!!!Then dad said so like this la who's the last person who use it then off it.Then i just said okok.Totally no mood already.Even the bittest durian taste tasteless to me even though that's my favourite.Don't even wanna see that b*tch face!I purposely went in to the room when she's talking to popo when we were watching tv just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO happened that i forgot to take in my slippers and it was bitten by angel.OMFG!!!!!!I whacked her until!!!!That slipper is new!I just bought it from Bali!!!!I'm so pissed and sad now....Argghhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-51129230137061786?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/51129230137061786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=51129230137061786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/51129230137061786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/51129230137061786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/07/pshhhhhhh-pissed.html' title='Pshhhhhhh pissed!!!'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2242929644908235188</id><published>2007-07-12T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T03:09:49.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion communication is so fun!!!</title><content type='html'>I was darn sleepy this morning when i'm in the pc lab where our Marketing On The Web class is.Well it's the first class for this semester cos last week class was cancelled.I learn quite a few things about photoshop though and there's more to come.Class finishes quite early so i went to Robin's car to take a nap while waiting for him to finish class and Jason to come to college to go for lunch together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile Binny called,Jason dada said he's not coming.So i went to canteen to have lunch with Binny.Then Jason dad came.Bla bla bla then we went to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second time having class with Binny,very happy.Hmmm maybe lately i got very close to him lor other than Lynn.Its good though,at least there's someone there for me,not like some people who picks friends to be in group with.Binny was shocked but for me,i actually already expected it,so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fashion communication class is very fun plus its Ms. Lynnette class.We have some acting in class too.Is like a comparison of the differences in action and verbal between a good girl and a party animal that fancy a guy.Definitely i'll be the party animal character but i have to act a part as a good girl because my group members some are shy and some don't know how to.So while i'm acting as the good girl part,when i walk out the lecturer straight away said that i looks like a naughty girl more than a good girl,everyone laughed.Well the acting was hilarious!We had fun.Its really fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-2242929644908235188?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/2242929644908235188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=2242929644908235188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2242929644908235188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2242929644908235188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/07/fashion-communication-is-so-fun.html' title='Fashion communication is so fun!!!'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-7471929865532130655</id><published>2007-07-01T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T18:52:13.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgettable Bali</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the first time of my life,of all the places and countries i've been,Bali is the place where i got the feeling of extending my stay so eagerly and earnestly and even thought of not coming back to Malaysia again.I love the sun!I love the night!I love the shopping!I love the waves!I love the company! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's the trip goes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the 26th went to fetch Jie,Jenny and Shirlene.They reached KL about 3pm.Me and Be rushed from 1pm+ from Setapak to Puchong then to Puduraya.After fetching them,we went to Pearl International Hotel at old klang road to check in and put our bags.Be went back office to attend meeting at 430 so he left us at the hotel.So we went Midvalley to change currency and get some stuff since we still got time till mummy and yiyi reach.About 7pm Be came and fetch us back to hotel and meet mum and yiyi up for dinner.We went Brickfields there to a Woolan Restaurant for dinner.Nice food.So after dinner we went back hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;27th-We woke up about 9am or 10am.Get groomed and get ready to leave.Went to the porridge shop again as we always go there for brunch everytime we stayed that hotel.Be came and joined us cos he need to fetch us to the airport.So after brunch,everyone got so excited and went to LCCT to catch our flight at 440pm.So bla bla bla,Be went off and we went in waiting for boarding.When we're waiting,there's this american guy walk by and give me that smile and i was like "huh?????" but i did smiled back la.So happened that our flight was delayed to 8pm!!!WTF!!!!!I went to asked them "why?" and they said one of their plane had problems.But luckily they said they going to serve us McD as refreshments.So i walked back to where i sit and the american guy came and ask if we're going to Bali also.He also asked if i'm a american because i sounds like one.Hahahaha funny..so i told him i'm a Malaysian and he said i got the accent.After awhile he came and sat at the back row of my seat next to mummy.Scared me and Jenny.He talked to mum.I got so shy and i don't know what to talk to him and i just kept quiet.So after awhile he went off.We went to take a walk but the freaking Air Asia airport only got 2 stores and a cafe.We bought some cheese cakes and muffins from the cafe to munch.Everyone is like doing their own things,i'm listening to MP3,mum was reading,Shirlene was massaging yiyi,Jie taking her nap and Jenny was playing with her handphone.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082280367722758946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RofjET8OgyI/AAAAAAAAAXE/QSpnhEn8HIw/s320/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082280372017726258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RofjEj8OgzI/AAAAAAAAAXM/EDRwkNtIN-A/s320/Picture+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082280359132824338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RofjDz8OgxI/AAAAAAAAAW8/aEEpzEp9JDc/s320/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082280354837857026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RofjDj8OgwI/AAAAAAAAAW0/nV6qOUahGgc/s320/Picture+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I slept for awhile in my sitting position.I can sleep anywhere any position hahaha...About 730pm,they gave us our refreshments.Everyone is like hungry ghost like that.I haven't even finish my burger and drink and they called for boarding already.Boarded on the plane mostt of it was taken then there's a places next to that american guy and he asked me to sit with him.So we talked quite alot.Oh yea!his name is Spencer and he's 21 from California.Didn't get to take picture with him so erm...he looks like the lead singer of the Rooster.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqaCT8OhbI/AAAAAAAAAcM/vLm-334GMbk/s1600-h/Rooster-Come-Get-Some-306057-991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083044493944325554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqaCT8OhbI/AAAAAAAAAcM/vLm-334GMbk/s200/Rooster-Come-Get-Some-306057-991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We reached Bali also 11pm+ already.Suprisingly the wind is cold.We got airport transfer to the hotel.Its late and we were tired so we just went out for late dinner.Every restaurant was closed only left Apache,where we ate.The night life there is so 'Wow!'.Fun!But too tired already so didn't go.Damn AirAsia!wasted our time!!!!!!!!Errrrrrrgggggghhhh!!!!!!!!!If i got the money,i sure sue them for wasting our time one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;28th-Woke up 830am because they wana go for breakfast except for me.I'm not a breakfast person.So get ready and went shopping.Did manicure and pedicure for 50000rp which is Rm20.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084760200235091394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RpCydj8OhcI/AAAAAAAAAcU/jPAP96RDyxg/s320/P1040438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bought a tube dress for Rm8,a cowboy hat for Rm16,necklace for Rm6 and slippers for Rm8.Omg!there's so many handsome dudes around...so much compared to Bangkok!!!We see until our eyes also blur.A lot of surfing shops around.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082273693343580850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rofc_z8OgrI/AAAAAAAAAWM/5VzKIpd0Lbk/s320/Picture+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After tired of shopping at Discovery Mall,we actually wanted to go for massage but i don't want,i want to go to the beach.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083030994862113986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqNwj8OhMI/AAAAAAAAAaU/zWfo9A2mlkk/s320/P1040437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Even Jenny and Shirlene also.Go to Bali must go to the beach.So we find our way to the beach and we walked through a place,i think its a graveyard but there's people walking that way to the beach also so we don't care la as long as we respect them.We were so excited to see the beach,the waves and the people.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082280350542889714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RofjDT8OgvI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Ah9DDBBabek/s320/Picture+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082889342545724226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RooM7T8Og0I/AAAAAAAAAXU/oDAkfphkv8c/s320/Picture+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082889346840691538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RooM7j8Og1I/AAAAAAAAAXc/rxbRuj_z4qQ/s320/Picture+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082889355430626146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RooM8D8Og2I/AAAAAAAAAXk/4QrQ5lT6rRs/s320/Picture+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And we become aliens or superstar to all the local indonesian highschool students.Why?Because they followed us around when we walked at the beach and took pictures with us.One group after another and we felt so weird,everyone is looking at us.We walked about the end of the beach and we sat down for awhile and lied down.This few local people so sat behind us trying to take our pictures without our permission!Omg!Although i'm wearing bikini but there's so many other ladies who wears bikini too and why are they stalking us.WEIRD!So we decided to go back to the hotel.We shopped around at the Poppies Lane.I bought my dress there and 3 of them bought 3 pairs of fake branded shades for 70000rp and its like Rm28!!!Damn cheap weh..even Bangkok also cannot get so cheap.Whites there are really friendly and funny.While shopping in the afternoon,when i'm else where in a shop,Jie,Jenny and Shirlene were asked to take pictures with some guy from don't-know-where and invite them to go clubbing together.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083030990567146674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqNwT8OhLI/AAAAAAAAAaM/cidi3Of5oKI/s320/P1040435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And while at the way back to hotel after shopping at Poppies Lane,so many guys do some funny faces to me and us,some greet us and there's some who saw us from a shop while we are walking rushing out and calling 'hey!cowboy..don't go!',i'm wearing the cowboy hat that time.Hahahaha real funny...but we like it.Spencer called me and asked me to meet him out and go clubbing with him.So after massage at a nice environment which only cost us 50000rp for foot massage and 60000rp for traditional whole body massage,we went Maxi to have pizza and soups and the time its about 1opm and I need to meet Spencer up at 1030pm at Macaroni.So 1030 sharp i went over to Macaroni to tell Spencer i have to meet him somewhere else later.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082889359725593458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RooM8T8Og3I/AAAAAAAAAXs/_9V5ODAgouQ/s320/Picture+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082901858080424850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RooYTz8Og5I/AAAAAAAAAX8/yO2i9rsiSOE/s320/600548659m.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082902072828789666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RooYgT8Og6I/AAAAAAAAAYE/xlYSx_6Mpm4/s320/DSC00324.JPG" border="0" /&gt; After that I went to SkyLounge to meet Spencer up.Its a nice and glam place.We wanted to go over to Bounty's but have to wait for the 3 girls to make up so we waited at the SkyLounge cafe.He buy me a beer.And that's the first time i tried Bintang beer.Its nice and smooth.So we talked for awhile then we walked over to Bounty's holding our beer.We played pool at Bounty.We saw a guy that looks like a model and he also looks like the new 'Superman'.Jie got to know an australian guy but he seems annoying and we tried to run away from him and we went up to the dance floor at 3rd floor.It was crowded.Their cocktails are very special and i love their Red Illusions which is 30000rp,for a long cilinder tupperware bottle.They played house music,i don't quite like house music but still fine for me.Its so different to club here in Bali especially which so many ang mohs around,not like here in Malaysia;you only dance with people you know or with who you come with and you won't simply grab people to dance with back here in Malaysia,one word 'not friendly enough'.No offence.We left about 3 something to 4am cos Jie wana take her bath and sleep cos we need to wake up about 8am to go for city tour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;29th-Woke up about 830am when mum and all went for breakfast.Changed and make up.And set we go to lobby and wait for the man to fetch us.Bali was having a celebration but don't know what is it about.So in the street you can see a lot of this kind of things.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082984338632377378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RopjUz8OhCI/AAAAAAAAAZE/_1fqmz5lxlw/s320/Picture+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082910284806259666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Roof-T8Og9I/AAAAAAAAAYc/SCQ53fD3RWQ/s320/Picture+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;First destination is Tanah Lot Temple.Asked a china young chap to help take picture of 6 of us.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084773999965013554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RpC_Az8OhjI/AAAAAAAAAdM/S5szQszvKEE/s320/P1040510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then he took pictures with us also and then we get to know him.He's a business man,only 23 years old.He took our email and he sent me this picture that we took with him.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084773999965013570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RpC_Az8OhkI/AAAAAAAAAdU/V5TRu4rjibA/s320/DSC00879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After that we went to Monkey Forest,i tell u..i was so scared!!!Actually all of us was scared,with our hands wide open to show that we got no food so the monkey won't come for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqYfj8OhaI/AAAAAAAAAcE/aAB4z1GU09A/s1600-h/Picture+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083042797432243618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqYfj8OhaI/AAAAAAAAAcE/aAB4z1GU09A/s200/Picture+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The whole trip was just raining and cloudy all day.Its just so-not-Bali at all.I wonder if when i tell people i come to Bali and its cold people will laugh at me or not.So i bought a sarong at the stall at Monkey Forest for 20000rp which equals to Rm8.So right after that we went up the hill to have lunch.Its cold weh..But the food is nice.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083009979587134578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rop6pT8OhHI/AAAAAAAAAZs/krAgDpbyDeQ/s320/Picture+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083009975292167266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rop6pD8OhGI/AAAAAAAAAZk/FarPb4YUeco/s320/Picture+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt; we went Bedugul Temple to see the temple in the center of the lake and mountain around it.Very nice and cold.We saw two japanese/korean guys,one looks friendly another one looks cocky.We kept on talking and scolding that cocky fella because he's just so cocky!Wanted to try and asked him see how he reacts when we asked him to help us take pictures but we ended didn't ask him cos no one wana look at his face.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083029869580682386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqMvD8OhJI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/KTpdRtjZz0k/s320/P1040546.JPG" border="0" /&gt; So after that we went to a market.We called it Kea Farm &lt;s&gt;Cameron Highland&lt;/s&gt; Bali.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083034022814057714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqQgz8OhPI/AAAAAAAAAas/QydjM1u2eNk/s320/DSC00335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I bought a lot of necklaces here.Very cheap!Damn cheap!I bought about 10pieces of necklaces.And we saw a stall selling little rabbits,so cute!!!Omg!How i wish i can buy them and bring them back here to Malaysia.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083033103691056338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqPrT8OhNI/AAAAAAAAAac/mIwb-52rt2k/s320/DSC00340.JPG" border="0" /&gt; After that,our tour guide,Mario recommend us to his friend's spa.We can get cheaper deal if he bring us there.SO we went there to negotiate and we got Rm100 for the spa treatment.The place is very nice,very exotic and relaxing.Our appointment is at 1030pm so we went to Jimbaran for seafood at the beach while watching the sun set.Hoooo!Nice babe...amazing!Romantic....The waiter said that this is the best sunset scene where the sun set and the moon appear at the other side of the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqTHD8OhQI/AAAAAAAAAa0/uaBP8aco1GU/s1600-h/Picture+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083036878967309570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqTHD8OhQI/AAAAAAAAAa0/uaBP8aco1GU/s200/Picture+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqTHT8OhRI/AAAAAAAAAa8/57biAwHnDzg/s1600-h/P1040570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083036883262276882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqTHT8OhRI/AAAAAAAAAa8/57biAwHnDzg/s200/P1040570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqTHj8OhSI/AAAAAAAAAbE/6A3qN0aMCng/s1600-h/P1040572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083036887557244194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqTHj8OhSI/AAAAAAAAAbE/6A3qN0aMCng/s200/P1040572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqTHz8OhTI/AAAAAAAAAbM/9UuYMHgAr2w/s1600-h/P1040573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083036891852211506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqTHz8OhTI/AAAAAAAAAbM/9UuYMHgAr2w/s200/P1040573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqTID8OhUI/AAAAAAAAAbU/QLRykbIv9IU/s1600-h/P1040575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083036896147178818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqTID8OhUI/AAAAAAAAAbU/QLRykbIv9IU/s200/P1040575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqU_T8OhVI/AAAAAAAAAbc/V2gFy0N4SX0/s1600-h/Picture+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083038944846579026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqU_T8OhVI/AAAAAAAAAbc/V2gFy0N4SX0/s200/Picture+145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqU_j8OhWI/AAAAAAAAAbk/Jn4mrueZpl8/s1600-h/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083038949141546338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqU_j8OhWI/AAAAAAAAAbk/Jn4mrueZpl8/s200/DSC00362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqU_z8OhXI/AAAAAAAAAbs/CTn_xuLlQ1Q/s1600-h/DSC00353.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083038953436513650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqU_z8OhXI/AAAAAAAAAbs/CTn_xuLlQ1Q/s200/DSC00353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They got live band somemore.You can request song that you wanna listen.They can even sing spanish,chinese and so much more other than english songs even though they are Balinese.Waiters there are so friendly some looks cute too.They call every ladies 'darling'.We saw quite a few groups of Malaysian there as well but we didn't act like when sakai see another sakai la.So after that we went to Discovery Mall again before heading to spa.I found a black corset which can wear it out.Very nice but the cup there very sharp..like fake boobs like that.Its about Rm80+.I bought my new wallet there for only less than Rm20.So after that we went to spa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqXZj8OhYI/AAAAAAAAAb0/XNeaU6Og9fs/s1600-h/DSC00381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083041594841400706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqXZj8OhYI/AAAAAAAAAb0/XNeaU6Og9fs/s200/DSC00381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqXmj8OhZI/AAAAAAAAAb8/NKlZB4pR6DU/s1600-h/DSC00382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083041818179700114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RoqXmj8OhZI/AAAAAAAAAb8/NKlZB4pR6DU/s200/DSC00382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The treatment and massage was not bad.I'm in the same room with Shirlene and we were both naked..Hahahahaha..We kept on laughing cos we were both shivering when they apply the body polish for us.When we finished is already 1230am and i still want to go clubbing.Quickly went back to hotel.There's a crawl at Legian street not far from our hotel so i decided to get down from the car and walk cos i need to change and do a little make up to go clubbing.At first Jie don't want to go because she's tired but i got so happy when all of them are going with me except for the two elder ladies.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084760213119993314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RpCyeT8OheI/AAAAAAAAAck/6WRP9TGuBXQ/s320/Picture+147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well,the clubbing was not that fun like the first time and maybe its friday night so there's a lot of local guys which is very annoying.We saw a fight but luckily is a not very serious one.We left about 2am plus.Before that we sat downstairs cos we still don't feel like going back and there's this guy came to us and ask if anyone of us can go in to the pool of foam there as they were having foam party there.That guy is on a bet of getting a girl into the pool.But we rejected him eventhough i'm in my bikini,foam makes the skin feel sticky and i don't like it plus he's the one who got the money not me so what for.And then this australian guy came to talked to us and asked if we are Japanese and i said yes.He doubted i guess because my english was too good for a japanese so i said i'm in the international school(but even a japanese in the international school won't sound like that) so that's why he seems to suspect.So i'm talking to him because i said i'm the one among them who are good in english and i said we were from Hokkaido..hahahahaha!Really funny..i purposely asked Shirlene things in Japanese slang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;30th-We were so happy when we see the sun today.We check out and get ready to go to the beach for sun bathing.It was sunny.So nice..so hot but yet the wind is cooling.We went to the sea and played with the waves.Its so fun!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084760208825026002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RpCyeD8OhdI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ohNat53qEEU/s320/P1040579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We tried their mee goreng at the stall at the beach.Maybe we were hungry,its nice!I'm so happy to get the tan that i want.Not too dark like those ugly arrogant Koreans that lying at the back of us.We have to be back at the hotel about 530pm.SO after the mee goreng we left to Poppies Lane 2 to do some shopping.I bought more necklaces,bought a boardshorts,a tube dress and a evening dress which is only Rm12.I wanted to buy more cos i still left some money but too bad we had to leave.How i wish i can extend.Not only me but all of us.Sigh...we were so sad when we were at the airport.We even wanted to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Coincidently,i saw my senior from college.She got her hair braided but not tanned.Stupid right?and yet she's complaining she got gark already.My goodness.Typical chinese girl.No offence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084769455889614322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RpC64T8OhfI/AAAAAAAAAcs/dI52TH7g9Og/s320/Picture+152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Saw this two little kids.Very cute...played with them on board cos they sitting at the front seat.They are from Melbourne.So that's the end of Bali trip.We're planning to go again backpacking for at least 14days next time hahahahaha so have to save money now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br 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the effort and the sleepless nights,i'm so tired.Came back home,get my shower get my body scrub and get a nap.Feel so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last monday dad cooked.We had delicious roasted pork and patty.Yummy..i got so full because i ate nasi lemak before that.But its so delicious that i cant resist it.Dad is so good in cooking.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078133806569134674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rnknyr50mlI/AAAAAAAAAV8/OaZWk4bfRlU/s320/DSC00292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday I got so bad luck.Its the due date for visual merchandising assignment.Went ampang point to get my proposal printed but lost 2 pages.I was pissed until don-t-know-what-to-say.But luckily our lecturer is kind enough to let me touch up today.Then yesterday after i hand in my assignment,me and lynn went Midvalley to meet her hubby.We went Secret Recipe first.I was so hungry cos haven't eat anything since i woke up in the morning.I ordered kid's burger to eat.So cute la!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078133797979200066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RnknyL50mkI/AAAAAAAAAV0/HOLsDIdQs-w/s320/DSC00292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that we went to watch Fantastic Four.The cinema was so cold.I rate the movie 4/5.I love Jessica Alba and his brother,'torch' in the movie,he's so damn cute!!!After the movie,we went Chilis and we were chit chatting.Told lynn my part of history and she told hers.After that we do our revision.Stay up till 11pm something.Got so tired and went back home.I slept about 2am.Wow!it was fantastic...because i'm so tired.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So now i'm going Sunway Redbox with lynn.And there's so much plans coming...woohooo...and i'm going Bali next week!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-8593269468273252144?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/8593269468273252144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=8593269468273252144&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/8593269468273252144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/8593269468273252144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/06/there-goes-my-4th-sem.html' title='There goes my 4th sem....'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rnknyr50mlI/AAAAAAAAAV8/OaZWk4bfRlU/s72-c/DSC00292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-1290868498167245158</id><published>2007-06-15T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T01:16:24.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is love that important after all?</title><content type='html'>Well sorry for not updating my blog for quite awhile due to my assignments and outings. Well now its the end of the semester where all the final assignments and exams coming,don't even have the time to get my body scrub.After this week,i can have fun already.Going Bali soon and i'm so excited about it.So soon and now is already mid of June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a good month for me cos last night when i stay back at college do assignment,after that wanted to go ATM but is already 12 midnight and i only have RM1 in my wallet.Mobile gone barred because no credit so cannot sms so didn't sms aunty to not latch the door.So went to 711 to get top up,borrowed RM10 from my friend.Got so pissed because RM10 top up were sold out!Then got back home and as what i've expected the door is latch and i can't get in so borrowed my friend's phone to sms and luckily aunty got it.And this aunty also one kind one la,don't know how to sms and ask people whether going home or not one meh!I was so tired,didn't even online and slept about 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this morning...damn annoying...there's some people keep on calling me.Wanna sleep peacefully also cannot and i end up trying hard to get up.Went to college today,do assignments and revisions.Rajin rite?Hahahaha then went KLCC then went Midvalley.Wanted to find some translucant box or plastic box but can't get.I'm so damn sleepy so damn tired and got me become so forgetful.But suprisingly i can do my assignments,very quickly,its just that there's boundaries where i forgot to take my pendrive when i'm at Starbucks KLCC trying to do my assignments and my group mate can't online and all.I had a very nice nasi lemak just now with Lynn and her hubby at Bangsar.Wanted to meet up Binny also but i need to do assignment and he didn't bring his lappy so better don't go lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 2 days already lor we didn't contact each other,felt uneasy whenever i think of him but i guess is better like that so we can slowly call it off.Sometimes i really think 'is love that important after all?'.&lt;div 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all?'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-8790283463734142962</id><published>2007-06-08T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T19:14:59.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A women's pride</title><content type='html'>During tea time,i sat down with Popo Yee and aunty.We were talking about aunty's 30 over years of friendship friend,Aunty Juliet.Recently they met back and got to know Aunty Juliet's story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,Aunty Juliet's was in a wealthy family.Her father don't want her to study at local University so he sent her to England to study,paid her 2 years University fees and gave her some money to survive.She didn't get a part time job because she need to study,only rely to the money that her father gave her.When she finish using the money she asked her father to send her money.She waited and waited.No money come.Her father was declared bankrupt back in Malaysia.She waited till she have to stop studying,wasted her school fees and have to work in England.She worked there for a couple of years and then came back to Malaysia.She wasted her chance to get the education that she wants because her father didn't tell her that he's gonna bankrupt before she went to England.And now she end up working at SJMC selling some hospital equipment or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the while dad wants me,joan and jill futher our studies at UK because he himself was british educated.He want it so bad even though now is so much expensive compared to 30 years ago.First person is me.It has also became my dream.But i have doubts.The plan is i finish my advanced diploma next year and work for couple of years to gain experience and also to save money to go UK in the future.Dad convinced me not to worry,he got the money.I told mum and she don't agree.I even told her i wanna become a air stewardess,one is because this is what i always wanted to do apart from fashion and another reason is the pay is much more higher compared to a junior fashion stylist/buyer/merchandiser etc etc.And air stewardess only work for 4 days and rest 3 days.I really wanted to go UK.But mum say if i go Australia,she can afford.That will only be my alternative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just now Popo thought that after i graduated i wouldn't want to study anymore and i told her of course i want!And she said "haiya...girl study so much for wat la.Work for few years find a husband and get married la".Well i told her i want to study is because of myself not for other people.And aunty was saying "haiya ur dad where got money to give you go UK to study",yala i know you want my dad's money la and don't want me to go study right.In your dreams!!You one cent also cannot get from my dad!And she somemore say "you see la how Aunty Juliet now,its not easy you know,very expensive somemore".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a lot of people saying women no need so much education,get a rich husband enough already no need to work.But i don't think so.How if the marriage screwed up?How do you gonna survive?Going back to your parents and use their money?Or till then only find a washing dishes job at a restaurant or a sales girl?Or find another boyfriend who can give you money to use and treat you like a whore?If the marriage don't screw up,good for you.But you couldn't just rely on your husband right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm...We couldn't just depend on men all the time.We also need education and even experience to support ourselves.We have to make our own money,our own success.Without men we still can survive,without love we also can survive.All we need to do is get the education that we want,do the things that we want and pursue of dreams our ambition.No one can say we are wrong or right.You wanna become a housewife,go ahead.You wanna become a business women,go ahead.You want to become Malaysia Next Top Model,go ahead.Do whatever you want as long as that thing is what you wanted to do.No one can stop us if the thing that we are doing is right(I'm not saying about drugs and all that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know now most of the people working in a job that doesn't even related to what they study but no matter how,at least you can proudly tell people that you're a degree holder or even much better.At least you got your education.Like my mum previous boss's wife,studied at Harvard University before,got her MBA and now she's a housewife.Felt a bit wasted but at least in her life she achieved something.Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;above statement or examples have nothing to do with anyone even dead or alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-8790283463734142962?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/8790283463734142962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=8790283463734142962&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/8790283463734142962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/8790283463734142962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/06/womens-pride.html' title='A women&apos;s pride'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2307288182117574147</id><published>2007-06-05T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T00:25:25.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restless me...</title><content type='html'>Came back from Sitiawan on monday early morning,again i slept the whole journey back to Subang.Usually when i wake up i won't sleep again if yes also i'll sleep for about 5 to 10minutes,but this time i just can't wake up,wanting to sleep only.After that i went to college for my market research class.I reached there quite early,i'm the 1st who reach in the class and i slept.The cleaning service aunty asked me if i'm sick or whatever when she came in to clean the class and i said no and i continue sleeping.Till people start coming in i also don't know till the lecturer asked other coursemate who am i then only i wake up.After awhile i slept back again til the class starts.I sat there also very sleepy wanted to sleep but i stopped myself to.Ms. Hui Li even asked where have i been...you can imagine how restless looking i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand until i really cannot stand already so i'd to ask Be come and fetch me eventho it's his closing day.Went home swallowed a pill of panadol and snooze till dinner.After dinner then sleep again..........sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeppppppppppppp only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people really thought that i'm faking it.This morning got a sms from this-person asking me to go college because there's some changes in the assignment.I already tolerate and asked this-person to come somewhere nearby so i can meet this-person to discuss but this-person insisted me to go college no matter how.Fuck la...i can't even wake up how can i go college,i'm damn weak ok!The way this-person insisted as if i'm faking that i'm sick like that.So INCONSIDERATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to clinic to actually get MC.My fever has gone but whole body still aching.Doc say if next few days the fever comes back,it might be dengue.Hmmmm scary...and i think back,i think i got bitten quite a lot by mozzies lately...But i think i'm just not enough sleep la...haiya scared myself only...ceh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-2307288182117574147?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/2307288182117574147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=2307288182117574147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2307288182117574147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2307288182117574147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/06/restless-me.html' title='Restless me...'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2305744171299418374</id><published>2007-06-03T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T13:42:57.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAIN party!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RmWPo750mjI/AAAAAAAAAVs/IpPuEM0sBUA/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072618488740485682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RmWPo750mjI/AAAAAAAAAVs/IpPuEM0sBUA/s320/DSC00237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had such a great time last friday.Imagine yourself dancing in the rain and you are all wet!Its so damn fun!Ok well i went to this Rain party at Liquid dressed up in my black bikini top and micro mini shorts.Its a lesbian party,no guys allowed.Only Binny and his so-called-bf can enter,because he's a commitee of the lesbian eventho he's a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not really raining but seems more like shower party but with people holding water guns around,pouring water on you.Well when the party 1st started there's a few dancers starting on some performance to entertain us and soon the rain(shower) was turn on and i was pulled up to the podium and dance.All wet.But its so damn fun!!!!First time in my life and i'm looking forward to the next one.Luckily i didn't get molested but i did get being invited by a girl(not TB) to dance with her and she did touched me la...Maybe she thinks that i'm good *vain*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually Mei wanna go wan with her 2 guy friends but sadly her friends cannot enter.At 1st we thought can wan but suddenly their rules became so stricted because last year's guys allowed and created a lot of issues so this year they don't allow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to take pictures because afraid that it will wet the camera or even hp.I did bring my hp but i don't want to take it out la..scared later my baby &lt;em&gt;rosak.&lt;/em&gt;But i did self-potrait myself when i'm taking a break outside *will post it later*.Was so tired because i didn't get enough sleep.The day before i didn't sleep till about 9am only sleep and was disturbed by phone calls,i left it silent after i answered a few calls but i still can hear the vibrations.Then when i was awaken when aunty or whoever wakes Jill up to go back Ipoh so i checked my hp.Binny called and he said he's coming in 2 hours time,and i only slept for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i woke up,remove my make up *was too tired to remove before this*,changed and went downstairs to see if they are leaving already or not.But dad just went up and bath so have to wait for him so i sat downstairs and wait as well because i so wanna see daddy.Waited for awhile and i decided to take my bath 1st since dad is still not done.After shower,everyone was ready to leave except for me and dad.So &lt;em&gt;muaks muaks&lt;/em&gt; with Joan and Jill then left me and dad at home.So we have a little talk about my future.Then Binny reached and i asked him to wait for while cos i'm still talking with dad till dad noticed Binny was out at the gate waiting in the car for me.So dad asked me to go and i quickly run up and pack my stuff very quickly.&lt;em&gt;Muaks muaks&lt;/em&gt; with dad then i &lt;em&gt;ciao&lt;/em&gt;,i thought dad will give me some money but sigh...forget about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to KL with Binny and Tze.Had lunch behind TS in a chinese restaurant,had typical china food and its quite nice.Tze meeting her friends so left me and Binny go Sg. Wang.Met Mei up at KLP to get the fake eyelashes glue.Had a little bit of shopping cos Binny wanna buy slippers from fourskin then we left.Went back to Binny's house and we slept till 8pm,woke up and gets ready for the party.We were all excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda bad luck this time cos Binny's so-called-bf nearly cannot enter and by the end of the party,we couldn't find Binny's car key and it was not being removed at the boot before we went to the party,Binny's hp screen rosak after being squashed with the boot and Tze's hp is wet until the screen turns off.On the other hand,my hp is also in my bag together with her's but mine nothing happened also and luckily my laptop and other stuff that was kept inside the boot didnt get stolen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sent Binny's cousin back and we went back to Binny's.Ate &lt;em&gt;nasi lemak&lt;/em&gt;,get shower and had a little talked before we slept.Again,i only slept for 2hours because i have to go over to Be's to go back Sitiawan.Binny sent me there.But i reached there,we are still not leaving.Be said don't want follow his housemate cos he's gonna leave at 830am.So we continue sleeping till Be woke up finish packed his things only i wake up and we left about 1130am.&lt;em&gt;Dah la&lt;/em&gt; don't want to fetch me and want me to reach by 8am,reached already also haven't leave!If i know i sleep at Binny there longer la and also can let Binny sleep abit longer.Sigh...ego!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept most of the journey back and the weather is so damn hot!!Then reached already Be sent me home and he went back home.Didn't get any rest then i drove mum to grandma's place to see my QQ(uncle from Spore) before he leaves.He came back to paint the house for ONE day and the rest he went out to drink.He came back to Sitiawan last Wednesday.When i'm there i can already see him drinking alone at grandma's house.After that went out drink my favourite &lt;em&gt;kopi peng &lt;/em&gt;then went back to grandma's to fetch QQ to Kg. Koh there to take bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do nothing much back here,went for dinner at Econsave then came back home and watch DVD.Ghost Rider.I watched until i wanna sleep but managed to finish the movie.Took my bath and now i'm out at the living room sofa online with a tmnet dial-up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: fyi,i'm not a homosexual or even a bisexual to go to the rain party..even if i am,i will surely show it out and wouldn't hide it.I just wanna have fun.Anyway straight girls are allowed in the party so anyone wanna go let me know. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-2305744171299418374?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/2305744171299418374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=2305744171299418374&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2305744171299418374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2305744171299418374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/06/rain-party.html' title='RAIN party!!'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RmWPo750mjI/AAAAAAAAAVs/IpPuEM0sBUA/s72-c/DSC00237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-7443798689854513585</id><published>2007-05-24T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T00:00:33.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>decision r hard 2 make</title><content type='html'>I wonder will i face regrets in the future.Well people say if u don't make mistakes u wudn't learn.Well,i'm goin to leave so that i can be myself,pursuing my own dreams and ambition without any restriction without having to face black espressions,going out with whoever i want,going home anytime i want and doing anything that will make myself happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its for my own good but i just want to explore the world myself at least i will know what it feels like and how does it looks like so that i'll learn.I leave not because of anyone else but myself.I'm tired,tired of being somebody who is not me,being so restless to do something that i want to do and doing something that i don't want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope u understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-7443798689854513585?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/7443798689854513585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=7443798689854513585&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/7443798689854513585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/7443798689854513585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/05/decision-r-hard-2-make.html' title='decision r hard 2 make'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-1860508877761826603</id><published>2007-05-23T03:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T04:08:09.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional support</title><content type='html'>Whole nite I didn't sleep.Luckily got to college in time.And when i'm in the taxi,the taxi driver looked at me and ask what is my occupation,so i said student.Then he's like asking to be a model and telling me i'm pretty and then i tell him "tak cukup tinggi lah pak cik" then he answer "boleh lah muka cantik cukup lah" then i just smiled. I know i'm vain...hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i've been talking to a lot of people.Getting a lot of advices.Some people who i don't talk to them also can see that i'm not happy,my smile hidden a lot of unhappiness,very fake.But kind enough when i'm down there's people who supported me and teached me,they want to see the happiest smile that i always had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-1860508877761826603?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/1860508877761826603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=1860508877761826603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1860508877761826603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1860508877761826603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/05/emotional-support.html' title='Emotional support'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-927177296694343684</id><published>2007-05-22T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T02:43:11.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down moments</title><content type='html'>Its freaking 2.39am and i'm drinking beer alone.Thought of getting myself numb for awhile but it just couldn't get me drunk!And when i don't want to drunk,i fucking drunk and its infront of my friends!!!-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the way it is...the more you want it to be the more it don't want to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i crapping now????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-927177296694343684?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/927177296694343684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=927177296694343684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/927177296694343684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/927177296694343684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/05/down-moments.html' title='Down moments'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-8085710067581172632</id><published>2007-05-20T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T22:20:09.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Nite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RlBUT2j31dI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Cfh6cb567lY/s1600-h/DSC00162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066642280832030162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RlBUT2j31dI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Cfh6cb567lY/s320/DSC00162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RlBUUWj31eI/AAAAAAAAAVM/WO2gvUNS5v4/s1600-h/DSC00161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066642289421964770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RlBUUWj31eI/AAAAAAAAAVM/WO2gvUNS5v4/s320/DSC00161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RlBUU2j31fI/AAAAAAAAAVU/A55WGtx8kg4/s1600-h/DSC00164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066642298011899378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RlBUU2j31fI/AAAAAAAAAVU/A55WGtx8kg4/s320/DSC00164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RlBUVWj31gI/AAAAAAAAAVc/FOwMKSGeS2U/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066642306601833986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RlBUVWj31gI/AAAAAAAAAVc/FOwMKSGeS2U/s320/DSC00167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Binny came and fetch me and we went 1u.Saw two leng zai's,too bad can't take picture with 'em.Everyone will surely kill me cos i'm buying stuff again when i keep on telling them i', broke,and this time is a white long sleeved off shoulder SEED blouse,30% off at Padini Concept Store.Wanted to buy more but i controlled myself,need to save some money to get a new memory card and yeah i lost it again...really no fate with memory cards this is the second time already!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went over to Valeska's party after that.What a small world,i saw a &lt;em&gt;bitch&lt;/em&gt; at the party.Coincidently her bf is Valeska's friend so she went along.So i tell a few of my friends about her and she's definitely related with this word '&lt;em&gt;buruk&lt;/em&gt;',fashion sense sucks.When comes to group photo sessions,as if she's a part of them,so &lt;em&gt;perasan&lt;/em&gt; and take picture with them even Asthena's bf also didn't take picture with us when comes to collegemates turn.Anyway,the food was nice,i like the sotong and the chicken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that i followed Kym back to Setapak.We went to a place called Feeling Cafe.I heard it was opened by some local singers.I like the place,got so-called-live band,can request songs and you can even write/draw out your feelings on the wall.We got suprised when there's two guys buy us apple salad and they didn't ask for our names nor mobile number.Its nice.Kym met her friend there and he dedicated a song to me.I'm so suprised and i wonder how he knew.He's a psychology student and the song is so related to my feelings that time.Had a great time,me and Kym,as usual,we talked.But that place can really makes you feel emotional.I thought about a lotsa stuff when i'm there,I think i know what to do about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya!The day before I went Midvalley with Mic,Kym and Asthena,i saw this vest at Miss Selfridge.Its so nice and its so my size!!!Very masculine,cool,sexy and its the last piece.It cost RM183!!Sigh..i decided not to buy...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066646743303050770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RlBYXmj31hI/AAAAAAAAAVk/46UKdIgcrRE/s320/DSC00138.JPG" border="0" /&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/23234431-8085710067581172632?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/8085710067581172632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=8085710067581172632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/8085710067581172632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/8085710067581172632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/05/saturday-nite.html' title='Saturday Nite'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RlBUT2j31dI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Cfh6cb567lY/s72-c/DSC00162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-919678129480586410</id><published>2007-05-19T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T03:57:28.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twisting and turning in a space that's too small...</title><content type='html'>I've open this page for so long n I duno wat to blog abt.Lately my mood has nvr been stable since grandpa passed away.Indeed,i miss him alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently i watched this taiwan serial drama called Angel Lover.I'm abt to finish d drama n I cried for most of it.Its quite interesting.In this world,there's a lot of different personality,attitude n beliefs in people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nowadays people kip on complaining n wish tat they can forget sum parts of their memories but thr's sum ppl in tis world try it so hard to recall their memories when they lost their memories.When they haf it they wana forget abt it,when they lost it they wana get it bak.Sum people oni knw how to think committing suicide everyday in their lives while sum people wana live for one more day aso kenot.Y humans r all like tat?when tat person leave den u oni knw how much u nit tat person,when u gonna die u oni treasure life,when u make mistakes oni u will learn,when u missed it u oni knw how important it is etc. etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Humans r selfish i supposed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alot alot alot of things happened recently.I guess i jst cudn't adopt with it.I'm in a situation which is undecided.I din realise it was so bad until today.All this while i was laughing n smilling outside of me but actually matter got worst inside.Maybe I don't face d fact*&lt;em&gt;like wat tat person once/more told me before&lt;/em&gt;*.Infact,i don't dare to face it n i don't know how to.I tot i shud understand myself more than everyone else in this world but actually i aso don't understand myself.I may know wat i want but i don't know if d choice i made will hurt other people n i don't know how to settle it.Maybe, i too care abt other people feelings adi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i really don't know wat is actually happiness means to me becos happy to me is jst a very short term thing.Is tat my problem?I think too much??Or i'm d one who created all d problem by thinking too much,caring too much???Is it becos i'm a person who kenot be stable for once????AM i stupid?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does all this sound familiar to u?Yea i knw most of my blog all sounds similar with this.Jst the same old shit everyday every month every year.-Tired-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065991180969825730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rk4EI2j31cI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Lwk2FTB0SR4/s320/tiredman%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-919678129480586410?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/919678129480586410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=919678129480586410&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/919678129480586410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/919678129480586410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/05/twisting-and-turning-in-space-thats-too.html' title='Twisting and turning in a space that&apos;s too small...'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rk4EI2j31cI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Lwk2FTB0SR4/s72-c/tiredman%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-4418098055724259142</id><published>2007-05-17T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T02:28:44.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065966734015976850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rk3t52j31ZI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dILyRM-72ME/s320/DSC00088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Me &amp; Mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rkxs8Gj303I/AAAAAAAAAQU/KiIFlFMk5Uo/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065543460693988210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rkxs8Gj303I/AAAAAAAAAQU/KiIFlFMk5Uo/s320/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "FLY"show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rkxs8mj304I/AAAAAAAAAQc/lW6Eidw6m5w/s1600-h/DSC00110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065543469283922818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rkxs8mj304I/AAAAAAAAAQc/lW6Eidw6m5w/s320/DSC00110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This little girl can sing very well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rkxs9Gj305I/AAAAAAAAAQk/ESDxn9b7-f0/s1600-h/DSC00115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065543477873857426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rkxs9Gj305I/AAAAAAAAAQk/ESDxn9b7-f0/s320/DSC00115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Very smart little girl that only likes pretty and handsome to be friends with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rkxs9Wj306I/AAAAAAAAAQs/4jI5D0OqeXs/s1600-h/DSC00127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065543482168824738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rkxs9Wj306I/AAAAAAAAAQs/4jI5D0OqeXs/s320/DSC00127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; impressing...btw tat baby doesn't belongs to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065959170578568354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rk3nBmj31KI/AAAAAAAAASs/sk6kOwU6RZM/s320/DSC00137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Denim Nite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065968860024788402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rk3v1mj31bI/AAAAAAAAAU0/oKZhXM0N1Z4/s320/DSC00128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On d stage receiving the prize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065959204938306786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rk3nDmj31OI/AAAAAAAAATM/I2kjXafP5bY/s320/DSC00164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tada!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065959183463470274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rk3nCWj31MI/AAAAAAAAAS8/UP4qqBiHLhE/s320/DSC00126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;At 1st it really sounds good but dun make it like ur concert like tat la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065964126970828098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rk3riGj31UI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mrPMz9DD9VA/s320/DSC00142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;See!people aso kenot tahan sleep adi &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065959192053404882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rk3nC2j31NI/AAAAAAAAATE/SM511VjvBdg/s320/DSC00150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nice&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065961597235090690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rk3pO2j31QI/AAAAAAAAATc/Fn0biGfKA_A/s320/DSC00162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Oooooooo i'm freeeeezzzziiiinnnnggggg!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*****************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065961605825025298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rk3pPWj31RI/AAAAAAAAATk/uOy8Up2opvU/s320/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Bye bye Grandpa...rest in peace orh...miss u&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065961618709927202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rk3pQGj31SI/AAAAAAAAATs/kJhpdHxz8NM/s320/DSC00090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We will love you forever...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065961631594829106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rk3pQ2j31TI/AAAAAAAAAT0/1ISyZPz3cDo/s320/DSC00094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our very straight forward-tidy-clean-talkative-generous-funny-cute aunty n her 4 nieces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065964139855730002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rk3ri2j31VI/AAAAAAAAAUE/tNUfOmOWKmE/s320/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" /&gt; 4 pretty ladies with a monkey...LOL&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065964148445664610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rk3rjWj31WI/AAAAAAAAAUM/WLI6X-1IvI4/s320/DSC00098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The man in the house&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065964165625533810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rk3rkWj31XI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Ei3MufbtqsU/s320/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The family potrait...without grandpa...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065964174215468418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rk3rk2j31YI/AAAAAAAAAUc/pnqFX8P6LFM/s320/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The cutest couple *QQ(pronounce in 'kiu kiu' in hakka,means mother's brother)&amp;amp; Aunty Audrey(his wife)*&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/23234431-4418098055724259142?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/4418098055724259142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=4418098055724259142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/4418098055724259142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/4418098055724259142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/05/random-pictures.html' title='Random Pictures'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/Rk3t52j31ZI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dILyRM-72ME/s72-c/DSC00088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-437137632648864240</id><published>2007-05-17T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T22:39:00.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little things about me'/><title type='text'>Birth Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#E6E6FA;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: January 11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Spiritual and thoughtful, you tend to take a step back from the world. You're very sensitive to what's going on around you, yet you remain calm.Although you are brilliant, it may take you a while to find your niche.Your creativity is supreme, but it sometimes makes it hard for you to get things done.&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your inner peace&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: You get stuck in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Emerald&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Leaf&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="&lt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&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/23234431-437137632648864240?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/437137632648864240/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-1600143626254664704</id><published>2007-05-17T04:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T04:11:24.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm so messed up!So fucked up!!!!How arh?!how arh??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-1600143626254664704?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/1600143626254664704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=1600143626254664704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1600143626254664704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1600143626254664704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/05/arrrrgggggghhhhhhhh.html' title='ARRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2472446317534409397</id><published>2007-05-15T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T22:43:23.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Browse thru Mic's blog n i found my name where i got tagged by her.Hmmm i'm wondering i perasan or isit really me cos it only stated "Jessica" n there's so many Jessica on earth...Well watever perasan aso nvmla cos i'm so boring nw...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Layer One: On The Outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Name:Jessica Chen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Birth Date: 11th Jan 1988&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Current status: ask me personally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eye Colour: dark brown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hair Colour: black&lt;br /&gt;Righty or Lefty: Righty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Layer Two: On The Inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your Heritage: Chinese&lt;br /&gt;Your Fears: lizards,cockroaches,boringness,being late,death&lt;br /&gt;Your Weakness: self-consciousness,giving speech,forgetful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your Perfect Pizza: Hawaiian &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Layer Three: Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your Thoughts First Waking Up: what to do today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your Bedtime: anytime anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Your Most Missed Memory: when i'm back to Stw to see grandpa the last time at nursing home,he smiled n called my name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Layer Four: Your Pick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: McDonald. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Single or Group Dates: it really depends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Adidas or Nike: currently Nike&lt;br /&gt;Tea or Nestea: depends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: chocolate...i don't like vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cappucino or Coffee: coffee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Layer Five: Do You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Smoke: NEVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Curse: there are times tat i curse but not too cruel la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Take a shower: of cos la!don't u?&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush: i'll let u knw&lt;br /&gt;Think you've been in love: duh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Go to school: been to but obviously now i'm going to a place called COLLEGE&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married: yes, but not now.&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself: sumtimes..&lt;br /&gt;Think you're a health freak: i'm very lazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Layer Six: In The Past Month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Drank alcohol: of course...&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall: isn't this a stupid question?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been on stage: erm...erm...yea for mum's company best dress award!&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi: nop...but i love to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dyed your hair: not goin to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Layer Seven: Have You Ever...Played&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A Stripping Game: u may think tat i'm wild but actually i'm not..so its a NO!&lt;br /&gt;Changed Who You Were To Fit In: yeah but after awhile i realise being myself is so much better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Layer Eight: Age You're Hoping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To Be Married: 25-30&lt;br /&gt;For a: errrrr...*clueless*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Layer Nine: In a Guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Best Eye Colour: olive green,sparkling blue,grey etc. etc. *it doesn't matter anyway*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Best Hair Colour: natural blonde*not lala gold*,brown,greyish brown,black&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Short Hair or Long Hair: Depends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Layer Ten: What Were You Doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 Min Ago: scratch my hair&lt;br /&gt;1 Hour Ago: online chatting n blogging at the same time&lt;br /&gt;4.5 Hours Ago: paint my nails&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1Month Ago: can't really recall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 Year Ago: DAMN!i'm so forgetful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Layer Eleven: Finish The Sentence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Love: to be FREE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Feel: blank...duno what to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Hate: to be someone that i'm NOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Hide: mum n dad's wedding photo inside my cupboard,a place where its quite high which i tot only i can reach...i knw its stupid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Miss: grandpa...sobz&lt;br /&gt;I Need: to save money to go Bali,Redang n Spore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Layer Twelve: Tag Five People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Robin,amnesty,evie,fiona n bichai....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-2472446317534409397?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.xanga.com/memicmichelle' title='Tagged!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/2472446317534409397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=2472446317534409397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2472446317534409397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/2472446317534409397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/05/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-5741407465692007889</id><published>2007-05-14T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T00:51:15.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trembling down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RkiJ12JgaFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/3xhw6ZmqKEc/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064449339139582034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RkiJ12JgaFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/3xhw6ZmqKEc/s320/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      Grandma &amp; Mummy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went bak for the weekend for Mother's day.Be treated mum n popo n all of us for dinner.Brought Chester to the vet to get treatment for his swollen injured leggy.It was so disgusting when the doc found a worm at his leggy,ewwww its a meagot*duno how to spell*,a worm that eat dead tissues.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064438829354608674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RkiASGJgaCI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ura8dgxHFLA/s320/DSC00071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064438837944543282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RkiASmJgaDI/AAAAAAAAAP0/DYu3G-gdqy0/s320/DSC00072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064438846534477890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RkiATGJgaEI/AAAAAAAAAP8/vqKC62rHEOs/s320/DSC00076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Poor Chester haf to put on the lamp shade thingy..so cute rite!!!This time din get to go my favourite coffee shop cos kinda busy n tired cos last few days was rushing assignment n din sleep.Den went fajar to buy sweet for mum's company.Been toking wif Jie n Yiyi tis time,abt relationship.The whole sunday afternoon i felt so hard to breathe,my heart is pumping so fast.I HATE people walk away from me like tat.So i texted Binny and he calls me back,luckily he cheers me up if not i'll jst burst into tears.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope its jst a normal thing nothing much but its too fishy for me to trust.My experience is telling me all tis is so wrong.Haih...well i'm jst goin to give tis one last chance like wat Yiyi said.If its gonna end,it will end no matter how hard i'm trying to save it.&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/23234431-5741407465692007889?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQIkk6H5BAI/RkiJ12JgaFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/3xhw6ZmqKEc/s72-c/DSC00079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-7403103025265768465</id><published>2007-05-13T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T14:59:08.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little things about me'/><title type='text'>Star facts</title><content type='html'>Below are true descriptions of zodiac signs, with traits from a book written 35 years ago by an astrologist predictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AQUARIUS - The One that Waits.Dominant in relationships. Someone loves them right now. Always Wants the last word. Caring. Smart. Loud. Loyal.Beautiful. Goofy. Easy to talk to.Everything you ever wanted. Easy to please. The one and only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PISCES - The Addict.EXTREMELY adorable. Intelligent. Loves to joke. Very Good sense of humor.Energetic. Predict future. GREATkisser. Always get what they want.Attractive. Easy going. Loves being in long relationship. Talkative.Romantic. Caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEO - The Coolest one.Nice to everyone they meet. Their Loveis one of a kind. Silly, Fun andsweet. Have own unique appeal. Most caring person Ever meet! however not the kind of person you wanna mess with... u might end up crying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEMINI - The Liar.Outgoing. Lovable. Spontaneous. Not one to mess with. Funny. Excellent kisser EXTREMELY adorable. Lovesrelationships,Addictive. Loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANCER - Does It In The Water.Trustworthy. Attractive. Great kisser.One of a kind. Loves being In long-term relationships. Extremely energetic. Unpredictable. Will exceed your expectations. Especially with your mom. Not a Fighter, But willKnock your lights out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARIES- Irresistible.Nice Love is one of a kind. Great listeners Very Good in bed... Lovernot a fighter, but will still knockyou out. Trustworthy. Always happy.Loud. Talkative. Outgoing VERY FORGIVING. Loves to make out. Has abeautiful smile. Generous. Strong. THE MOST IRRESISTIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAGITTARIUS-The Lion.Great talker. Attractive and passionate. Laid back. Knows how toHave fun. Is really good at almostanything. Great kisser. Unpredictable.Outgoing. Down to earth. Addictive.Attractive. Loud. Loves being in longrelationships. Talkative. Not one to mess with. Rare to find. Good when found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS- The Cutie.Most Amazing kisser. Very high appeal.Love is one of a kind. Very romantic.Most caring person you will ever meet!Entirely creative. Extremely random and proud of it. Freak. Spontaneous.Great at telling Stories. Not aFighter, But will Knock your lights out if it comes down to it. Someone you should hold on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBRA - The Partner for Life.Caring and kind. Smart. Center of attention. High appeal. Has the last word. Good to find, hard to keep. Funto be around. Extremely weird but in a good way. Good Sense of Humor!!!Thoughtful. Always gets what he or shewants. Loves to joke. Very popular.Silly, fun and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAPRICORN - The Passionate Lover.Love to bust. Nice. Sassy.Intelligent. Sexy. Predict future.Irresistible. Loves being in longrelationships. Great talker. Always gets what he or she wants. Cool. Loves to own Geminis' in sports. Extremely fun. Loves to joke. Smart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCORPIO - Aggressive.Loves being in long relationships.Likes to give a good fight for what they want. Extremely outgoing. Lovesto help people in times of need. Good kisser. Good personality. Stubborn. A caring person. One of a kind. Not one to mess with. Are the most attractive people on earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIRGO- The Promiscuous One.Spontaneous. High appeal. Rare to find. Great when found. Loves being in long relationships. So much love to give. Not one to mess with. Very pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-7403103025265768465?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/7403103025265768465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=7403103025265768465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/7403103025265768465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/7403103025265768465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/05/star-facts.html' title='Star facts'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-105243983336141458</id><published>2007-05-08T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T20:19:21.235+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little things about me'/><title type='text'>J.E.S.S.I.C.A</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A : You like to drink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B : You like people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C : You are really silly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D : One in a million&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E : You love alcohol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F : You are dead sexy&lt;br /&gt;G : You never let people tell you whatto do&lt;br /&gt;H : Very good personality &amp; looks &amp;amp;are a very good kisser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I : Great in bed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J : People adore you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K : You're wild and crazy&lt;br /&gt;L : Unbelievably great in bed&lt;br /&gt;M : Best kisser ever&lt;br /&gt;N : You like to drink A LOT&lt;br /&gt;O : Awesome kisser&lt;br /&gt;P : You are popular with all types ofpeople&lt;br /&gt;Q : You are a hypocrite&lt;br /&gt;R : Easy to fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S : You are crazy ( in a fun way)&lt;em&gt;x2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T : You're loyal to those you love&lt;br /&gt;U : You are silly&lt;br /&gt;V : You are not judgemental&lt;br /&gt;W : You are very broad minded&lt;br /&gt;X : You rarely let people tell youwhat to do&lt;br /&gt;Y : Best boy/girl friend any one canask for&lt;br /&gt;Z : Always ready.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-2239055060633644094</id><published>2007-05-08T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T02:33:36.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long term or short term?</title><content type='html'>Was very blur today,very.Loads of assignments to do,mid-term tmr.This sem seems like going vry fast....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually things r getting better...hopefully...wif relationship...but will it b jst a short term thing?Hope not...but isnt things happen like tat when u dunwan it to b like tat...d more u hope d more u get disappointed...d more u treat them good d more they take u for granted(in general)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-1129222806178336681</id><published>2007-05-06T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T23:39:58.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing pieces...</title><content type='html'>Suddenly i felt sumthg is lost inside of me but i duno wat is it.I'm very happy tis two days but i felt sumthg missing inside.I went to Midvalley yesterday to watch movie with Be and went 1u today to meet Theresa up to pass her the handbag.I wanted to buy a lot of stuff.Stuff that i had a lot,stuff tat i duno y i wana buy it for...i jst wana buy as if trying to fill up the pieces in me.But luckily i controlled myself n i bought a pair of shades n a t-shirt for Be.I nearly bought 2 pairs of shades,a wallet,a green sling bag,a t-shirt dress,a nike jacket,a nike t-shirt,get a french manicure,a sony headphone,etc. etc. etc.Arhhhhh control controoolll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think is abt grandpa.I miss him so much la...i kept thinking abt him...kept wondering how is he now...does he like the funeral?does he like the place the funeral was held?is he 'happy happy' with the entertainment?'happy happy' is the word he always say...n i still remember whn he's in hosp,he told tis to the hosp worker tat stayed at the flat b4,so cute la whn he say it,we all laughed.But can u imagine anot,in few hrs his body become bones n ashes.Suddenly i'm scared...of death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-1129222806178336681?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/1129222806178336681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23234431&amp;postID=1129222806178336681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1129222806178336681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23234431/posts/default/1129222806178336681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/2007/05/missing-pieces.html' title='Missing pieces...'/><author><name>JeSsC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14123415727665978939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-6292228288028447963</id><published>2007-05-04T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T19:39:30.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life continues...</title><content type='html'>I'm back in KL already.Once i reached i went to KLCC,alone...pity me...have to do some research for my VM assignment.Went in to Quicksilver,curi-curi take pictures n look around if i can find any wallet that i like.I found 1,its black n orange one but its rm89,quite broke lately so walk other places n see if i could find a better one anot.Went to Parkson's Warehouse n i saw a black soft leather wallet,very nice n its rm86 but the finishing is not that good lor.Same like the Roxy wan so end up din buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i was walking around n i passed by the indoor coffee bean n there's a guy sitting at the side table calling me.I was looking at him before that cos he's digging or putting something in his mouth n its gross!Maybe becos of that he noticed me.He's not bad looking but he's really gross doing that in public.Ewwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw,this morning while i was waiting for bus at Manjung bus station,i saw a so-called-friend with 2 china dolls.And mum were asking me "is he a pimp?"..hmmm...i duno...no comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn!i still got so much things to do 4 assignments n 4 mid-terms on next week!!!GeezzZZ!How can i cope?Dah lah i last whole week busy with Genting n funeral...haih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wan a WALLET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#will blog abt Genting when i got time...damn proud of myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_o-UthF9X0Y/ToF_693ivNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/B8ZSlb9hLyc/s220/250285_10150254080937594_675957593_8814597_7543257_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23234431.post-5322217082908775708</id><published>2007-05-04T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T19:42:20.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad or happy?</title><content type='html'>I really don't know how to write this blog.Kong kong aka grandpa passed away on monday morning.Its not a very shocking news to everyone of us as we have already prepared for it already cos he's too ill n suffers.I even said "wth!" when mum knocked on my room door at 6am n tell me about it.Didn't cry...no one cried until the last day of funeral when we're praying for him.Funeral was so messed up,mixed customs here n there while we're having a christian funeral.The pastor sounds like he is telling his testimonial more than praying for the death n the service even have a hokkien song.So we prayed ourselves in a catholic way eventho its a methodist funeral cos most of my aunty n uncle n cousins are catholic,n i felt soooo much better after tat.Transportation plan was messed up forgot this n forgot tat becos there's too many influences already from the old people too many customs to follow.Seriously i'm not very happy with the funeral.I wonder if Kong Kong rest in peace with this kind of funeral anot.No one has cried when the coffin is pushed to the crematory room,we can even see how it burns.Haih anyway its over..went to pick his bones n ashes this morning.Placed the urn at Sam Poh Kong n throw his ashes at the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't sleep for few nights already becos have to stay n look after Kong Kong if there's any cats jump over his coffin.Second nite everyone is so tired so left me alone n my Be(who was drunk n sleeping) there to look after,i was so tired but still have to tahan.I can actually sleep cos we asked a uncle to look after for us but i still worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found tat most of the time,funeral is the best moment for the whole family to gather together.Its quite happy tho,we have every lunch n dinner together,went to Lumut den went to Beach pub n sing K together.Had a really great time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily last Thurs i saw Kong Kong when i first got back to Stw.He somemore called my name n smiled eventho he's so ill.Forever i will never forget his smile...forever...sobz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#will post sum pictures later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23234431-5322217082908775708?l=jessc11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessc11.blogspot.com/feeds/5322217082908775708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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