<?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-32544282</id><updated>2011-07-29T08:17:41.329+08:00</updated><category term='i love him daily'/><category term='Our Final Chapter'/><category term='close my eyes'/><category term='im tired of everythin ..'/><category term='holidays~~'/><category term='love'/><category term='an answer'/><category term='Jasline and Jarrell'/><category term='and slp for e rest of my life'/><category term='final chapter'/><title type='text'>myliFe*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>258</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-7690786240930206432</id><published>2010-02-08T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:33:52.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;barney says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;we're best friends like friend should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;with a great big hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;and a kiss from me to you ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;*smoooch*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;wont you say you love me too ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;you no longer hug me when im sad ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;you no longer dry my tears when i cry ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;you no longer hold my hands and walk with me ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;you no longer talk to me in that loving tone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;you're no longer mine ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;even when i felt sad and tortured,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;i kept it to myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;i no longer wanna be your burden ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;you no longer had the patience to hear me talk ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;you no longer say you love me ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;you no longer wants to be with me ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;we're no longer fated ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;if we're fated ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;you'll be mine ..&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/32544282-7690786240930206432?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7690786240930206432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7690786240930206432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/barney-says-i-love-you-you-love-me-were.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-4081076547270924381</id><published>2010-02-02T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:59:06.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;you said the love u feel for me wont be forgotten easily ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;you said you dare not start this r/s again ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;you said we'll be friends ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;everything you said, &lt;strong&gt;didnt match&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;so can you pls tell me, what matches what you said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;this isnt easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;cause we cant be frank with everything anymore.&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/32544282-4081076547270924381?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4081076547270924381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4081076547270924381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-said-love-u-feel-for-me-wont-be.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-3610552651173551732</id><published>2010-02-02T05:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T05:55:04.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you like to break my heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;please let me know ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but please dont treat me well and then break it ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because it hurts a tons more ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and my heart has already been break into pieces by &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-3610552651173551732?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3610552651173551732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3610552651173551732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-you-like-to-break-my-heart-please.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-5874594758033794228</id><published>2010-02-01T08:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T08:43:56.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;i wonder how much can i trust ur words ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;when most are just lies or words to just make me feel better ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;those lies, im tired of hearing ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;you can break my heart once and once again ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;maybe i shld never have given you another chance to hurt me ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;im the stupid one ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;im the dumb one ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;i will stop everything ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-5874594758033794228?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/5874594758033794228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/5874594758033794228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-wonder-how-much-can-i-trust-ur-words.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-3875594659361970181</id><published>2010-01-28T02:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T02:39:37.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;sometimes, i really wonder ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i guess your decision of separating is right ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;because whatever u do now, would only make me feel upset ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;because i dont even think u take me into consideration when u decide on something ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;because im no longer important to you ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;when u say u didnt get another girlf because of the love u still feel for me ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i was touched ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;but, that doesnt prove anything ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;theres no longer proof ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;theres no way you could prove what u feel ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i hope i no longer feel anything, bcuz my heart's numb ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Too Little Too Late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;come with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;stay the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;you say the words but boy it dont feel right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;what do you expect me to say (you know its just too little too late)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;you take my hand&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;and you say you've changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;but boy you know yous begging dont fool me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;because to you its just a game (you know its just too little too late)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;so let me on down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;cause time has make me strong&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;im starting to move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;im gonna say this now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;your chance has come and gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;and you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;* its just too little too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;a little too wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;and i cant wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;but you know all the right things to say (you know its just too little too late)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;you say you dream of my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;but you dont like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;you just like the chase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;to be real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;it doesnt matter anyway (you know its just too little too late)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;its just a little too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;i was young&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;and in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;i gave you everything but it wasnt enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;and now you wanna communicate (you know its just too little too late)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;go find someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;in letting you go, im loving myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;you got a problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;but dont come asking me for help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;cause you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;*chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;i can love with all of my heart, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;i know i have so much to give (i have so much to give)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;with a player like you, i dont have a prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;theres no way to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;ohhh nooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;its just too little too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;*chorus&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;its just too little too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;oh, i cant wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;*chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;somehow, i realised this song sang my thoughts out now ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;bcuz even if i love you, maybe its time ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-3875594659361970181?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3875594659361970181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3875594659361970181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-really-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-7122586228289963804</id><published>2010-01-18T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:35:45.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;thanks alot for the present .. in advance ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;appreciated :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/32544282-7122586228289963804?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7122586228289963804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7122586228289963804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/thanks-alot-for-present.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-7383946638688051567</id><published>2010-01-17T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T00:40:46.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO HIM..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i really cant act to be strong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-7383946638688051567?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7383946638688051567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7383946638688051567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-to-him.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-6820235802343123425</id><published>2010-01-10T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T00:21:13.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ENDED..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;welcome the new me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/32544282-6820235802343123425?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6820235802343123425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6820235802343123425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/ended.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-7366626274831701260</id><published>2010-01-09T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T17:42:52.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;I DREAMT OF A SWEET DREAM, BUT NOW I FELT BITTER ..&lt;/span&gt;&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/32544282-7366626274831701260?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7366626274831701260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7366626274831701260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dreamt-of-sweet-dream-but-now-i-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-4340425644859104321</id><published>2010-01-07T23:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T23:19:11.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i miss those days when u hug me tightly like i'm your one and only &amp;nbsp;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/32544282-4340425644859104321?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4340425644859104321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4340425644859104321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-miss-those-days-when-u-hug-me-tightly.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-3349793754862909765</id><published>2010-01-03T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:02:36.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='final chapter'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;all the past things that we've done together before ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;it all seems so past ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;whenever i see couples on the streets these days ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;they remind me of u ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;where i remembered we also used to go shopping together ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;holding hands tightly ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hugging each other ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and if i wore a skirt out ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;u'll stand in front me to block me ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;everything uve done, touches deep down my heart ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i knew from the start i disliked the you when i first know u ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i dislike it when u stay overnight with ur friends outside ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i dislike it when u go out with girls together ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i dislike it when u dont tell me what u feel ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i dislike it when u smoke and dont quit ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i dislike it when u were once so rebellious ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i dislike it when ur heart wasnt fully mine ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i dislike it when u show ur temper to me ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i dislike it when u&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;keep talking to me abt your 'her' ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i dislike it when u treated breakup as something so light ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but no matter what u do ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i didnt dislike u ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;instead, i loved u more ..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i knew u changed alot throughout the years ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i didnt say ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but i know ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;u knew i didnt like u to go out and overnight with ur friends..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and u stopped doing that ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;u knew i didnt like u to smoke ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and u tried to quit it ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;u knew i didnt like u to go out with girls ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and u stopped it ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;u knew i hated u to show ur temper to me for nothing ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and u &amp;nbsp;tried to curb it ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;u knew i hated u comparing me with 'her' ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and u didnt do that anymore ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;u knew i hated alot of things...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and u did it all for me ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i knew it, i knew it deep inside me ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but i just didnt voice it out...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;although i shld love u for who u are ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but sometimes, its just like being over possessive of something/someone ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and i did ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i was ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and now ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i lost u...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;i loved u and i lost u ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i tried giving myself a deadline now ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i duno whether things can go back to the past or not ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but i still want to dedicate this to u ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;even if u no longer have feelings for me ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;its alright ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i will learn to be strong ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i will learn to love ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i will learn to not be possessive ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and if u find that ive changed alot since this period ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;im sorry ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but no matter what ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;trust me ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;i am still me ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the girl whom u once loved .. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;thank you for being by my side ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;on the very last day of last year ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and on the first day of this year ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;although i had a bad start ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i dont blame u ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;because, at least, i was happy until the last day ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;thank you for everything ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the last time i will say,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;i love you..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&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/32544282-3349793754862909765?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3349793754862909765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3349793754862909765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-past-things-that-weve-done-together.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-2877139385271841792</id><published>2009-12-16T10:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T10:29:55.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;sometimes, i doubt the point of being persistent ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/32544282-2877139385271841792?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/2877139385271841792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/2877139385271841792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/sometimes-i-doubt-point-of-being.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-4590137324574143673</id><published>2009-12-11T10:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T10:52:17.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;working working working working working working working ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i wanna go hong kong next year !!! &lt;em&gt;hopefully**&lt;/em&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/32544282-4590137324574143673?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4590137324574143673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4590137324574143673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/working-working-working-working-working.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-4724514761257823860</id><published>2009-12-09T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T09:07:40.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;life has nothing much recently ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;work, home, eat, sleep ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's all ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, maybe i'll post more stuffs tonight or tomorrow morning ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got to prepare to go out soon ..... argh .. i hate going out so early .. sometimes ..... &amp;nbsp;:D&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/32544282-4724514761257823860?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4724514761257823860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4724514761257823860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-has-nothing-much-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-2362372517436580611</id><published>2009-12-07T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:36:40.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dreamt of something bad, that day ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i didnt want it to happen, and it made me didnt sleep, at all ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;even if you're not gonna be back by my side, i hoped for your safety ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;deadline is approaching ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont know what is your answer ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;probably our answer is the same ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nobody knows.......&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;thank you for being by my side ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/32544282-2362372517436580611?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/2362372517436580611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/2362372517436580611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dreamt-of-something-bad-that-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-2454726939811868815</id><published>2009-11-24T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:17:51.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an answer'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;everytime i close my eyes, i see him ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everytime i tried to sleep, i thought of him ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the only thing i want now is an answer, yet he doesnt wanna say it out ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if he didnt hug me that last time that day ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i would be able to leave peacefully ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but now, bcuz of his touch, i gain hope again ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet he doesnt wanna tell me what i shld do with that hope ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and now whenever i close my eyes, i think of that night ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were still fine ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe he just wanted to give me a good memory ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but if that is so, why cant he just give me an answer ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he just drags and drags ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will let go if he wanna just be friends ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will hang on, if he wants us to be back ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but now, when im stuck in between, i feel terrible ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cant concentrate on my studies ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cant do no shit ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what i need is just an answer ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ive cried till my eyes hurt ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i went to a recent wedding ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ive thought of how it would be like if it was my own wedding ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but when that thought comes, it hurts ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reality hurts ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but now, when im not afraid of the reality, he doesnt wanna let me know what he wants ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he just left me hanging there ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt wanna guess his answer, bcuz i didnt wan him to say i didnt understand him ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanted his direct answer, yet he doesnt give me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i aint the girl everyone knew anymore ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i kept everything in my heart ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i kept him in my heart ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanted to let go ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i didnt know how ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need him to let me go ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but he didnt ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;instead, bcuz of his disappearance, he hanged on to me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wouldnt wanna ask anyone what i shld do alrdy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bcuz i know ppl ardd me has tried to wake me up ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was the one to ignore everything ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and continue being dumb ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was the one being blindly persistent ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but right now, i only need his answer ..&lt;/strong&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/32544282-2454726939811868815?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/2454726939811868815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/2454726939811868815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/everytime-i-close-my-eyes-i-see-him.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-6018614878377831505</id><published>2009-11-24T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T01:50:17.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hais ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so much has happened recently ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;family ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;him ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;myself ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything happened that i cant even fucking concentrate on my studies ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn it !!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im afraid of failing again ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im afraid of everything ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im afraid of being alone ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;once again ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/32544282-6018614878377831505?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6018614878377831505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6018614878377831505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/hais.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-7021715656100397567</id><published>2009-11-23T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T23:45:21.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;sometimes ure&lt;strong&gt; hot&lt;/strong&gt;, sometimes ure &lt;strong&gt;cold&lt;/strong&gt; ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;u make me &lt;strong&gt;dont &lt;/strong&gt;understand ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;how shld i treat u ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;shld i treat u hot and cold, just like how u did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;can you&lt;strong&gt; pls&lt;/strong&gt; tell me what i shld do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;last chance is &lt;strong&gt;given&lt;/strong&gt; ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deadline&lt;/strong&gt; is reaching ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;what to &lt;strong&gt;decide&lt;/strong&gt;?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/32544282-7021715656100397567?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7021715656100397567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7021715656100397567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-ure-hot-sometimes-ure-cold.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-4459912605603574921</id><published>2009-11-16T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T08:45:55.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jasline and Jarrell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Final Chapter'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 and a half yrs ago .. we were still in the same class having fun ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after when we've started out ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;being together..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;graduated ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and everything that we've done together ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i thought we were inseparable ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but u proved me wrong ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are meant to be separated ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe we were nv meant to be together ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;i rmbed how things were like when we first started ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;u cant get over with your HER i cant get over with my HIM ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but yet we've both come to a stage when we both started to love each other ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when we both started to be afraid of losing each other ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but now, we have also come to a stage where we are going to be separated..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;between us, we do not know where is the love anymore ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;sometimes i do wonder why other couples can give in to each other ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;even when they had problems, they solve it together ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;but as for u, u chose to abandon this r/s ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe im not worthy of ur love ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;not worthy of ur time and attention ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i aint worthy of everything .. maybe ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dun know whether will i still be in ur heart ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dun know and i wont know ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the day i left u, u said this 3 yrs r/s isnt that easy to forget ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but now i cant say much anymore ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe i wont go for another r/s .. anymore ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i still rmb the time when we first dated ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first day we met together as a couple ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time we held our hands ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when ur lips touched mine ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when your hands wrap ard my waist ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when u gave me that ring ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when u said u love me fully ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when we watch movie ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when we skip sch and go airport ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when i see u slp ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when u saw me slp ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when we hugged together ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when we go out for date ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when u celebrated my birthday ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when i celebrated yours ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when we hang the pacifier on our phones ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when u bring me out at night ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when we went tuition together ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when we walked home together ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time i went up to your grandma's hse for dinner ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time we studied in the library together ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when u got angry with me and left me at the mrt station ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when u quarreled with me ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when u say sorry to me ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when we had fun at the toystore..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when u ask me for patch up ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when u i bought gifts for u ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when we went to buy our second ring ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when u say things to hurt me ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when we both go into poly ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when u got your bike and fetch me ard ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when we went out for supper that late ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when we celebrated christmas ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when u give me presents for christmas ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time that i got a crystal pacifier pendant from u ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time u got me a make-up ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time u let me put make up on u ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when u go on the casino ship with me ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when u left for hong kong and i cried a whole week..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when u said u cried while thinking of me in HK ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time i felt touched by your protection ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when u almost beat someone whom bullied me ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when we quarreled because of a third party ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time we both hugged a pillow and cried together ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time i saw u cry ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time i cried in your arms, and when ure asking me why ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when we had the same person we cherished, but we had to give up ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when i bought u a shirt ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time when i see u, and theres only u in my eyes ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but however, this is the last time we bid goodbye ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you for being in my life ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you for being by my side ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you for all the things you've done ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you for all the love you've showered on me ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you for loving me ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you for everything .......&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;from this day onwards, we are separated ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;from this day on, we'll go our own ways ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;up to this day, i will bury the love and start anew ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;until the end of this day, i still love you ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and anyway, i still have to say, THANK YOU .......&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Jasline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;with the last love...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/32544282-4459912605603574921?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4459912605603574921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4459912605603574921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/3-and-half-yrs-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-285881995728660520</id><published>2009-11-12T07:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T07:29:48.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ppl, click on advertisement for me if possible, ok ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks ya .. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-285881995728660520?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/285881995728660520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/285881995728660520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/ppl-click-on-advertisement-for-me-if.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-1047786097354734071</id><published>2009-11-10T13:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T13:33:34.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;our romance had a good start but a bad ending ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and things like this is what we couldnt have predict ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;bcuz u give up easily ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;u dont lie like other guys does ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;u dont flirt like others do ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;u dont do things to hurt me like others ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;but your words can pull me down from heaven alrdy ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;if u really do love me,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;maybe we'll be fated again; or maybe not ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;im hurt ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-1047786097354734071?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1047786097354734071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1047786097354734071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-romance-had-good-start-but-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-2840900527092205821</id><published>2009-11-09T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:06:46.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;its tiring to keep up with his pace ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;sometimes i feel like givin up ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;but i dont bear to ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;i just feel exhausted ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-2840900527092205821?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/2840900527092205821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/2840900527092205821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-tiring-to-keeo-up-with-his-pace.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-736727010041247813</id><published>2009-11-04T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:39:14.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn assignments, im bored to death ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess i'll not slp tonight to complete my assignments ........&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/32544282-736727010041247813?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/736727010041247813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/736727010041247813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/damn-assignments-im-bored-to-death.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-3985937315698501134</id><published>2009-11-02T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T19:04:12.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;kind of tired, when everything seems to squeeze into my tight fitting schedule ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;microeconomics tml ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;finance on thurs ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;otqm and MA on sat ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everythign makes me cant breathe ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;especially u ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/32544282-3985937315698501134?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3985937315698501134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3985937315698501134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/kind-of-tired-when-everything-seems-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-314180754842067512</id><published>2009-11-01T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:11:20.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh gosh, havent been updating my blog recently....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;busy with stupid assignments ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, wanted to ask him that qn again ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but however, qn avoided again ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tired of asking so kinda thinking i shall not ask alrdy ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, haven been shopping online for very long ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so just nice i saw some nice foundations and loose powder ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;firstly, palgantong theatrical powder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its actually seen in sasa, ive seen it and since i saw it in a blogshop and its cheaper, so i went ahead and try ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just got to wait and see when is the owner free to pass me the items ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;secondly, close to u (shills) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its some sort of foundation also but cuz no stocks now, i had to get something else ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so in replace, im tinking of getting shills EGF 5 in 1 moouse foundation ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;looks rather nice and special ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but hopefully it would suit me .. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now ive got to talk to the blogshop owner and see how things goes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;once ive tried the products, i'll blog about it .. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;loves ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-314180754842067512?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/314180754842067512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/314180754842067512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-gosh-havent-been-updating-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-7156451696967478923</id><published>2009-10-28T04:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T04:41:53.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this is my 3rd post today ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ..&lt;br /&gt;im exhausted and i need to rest for a moment ..&lt;br /&gt;but there isnt much time for me to rest .. ):&lt;br /&gt;finish up my assignment then ive got to go work later at 8.30 ..&lt;br /&gt;then after that ive got school till 5pm ..&lt;br /&gt;then assignments again ...&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i can be panda !!! &lt;br /&gt;cause i dont have any time to slp ...  ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-7156451696967478923?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7156451696967478923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7156451696967478923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/hahaha-i-guess-this-is-my-3rd-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-9152350747112553365</id><published>2009-10-28T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T02:26:08.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>random post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew he changed for me ...&lt;br /&gt;i felt it in my heart ..&lt;br /&gt;ive seen it happening ..&lt;br /&gt;and i know he did it for, ME ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for ur effort ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-9152350747112553365?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/9152350747112553365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/9152350747112553365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-post-i-knew-he-changed-for-me_28.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-6583534080005516600</id><published>2009-10-28T02:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T02:25:55.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>random post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew he changed for me ...&lt;br /&gt;i felt it in my heart ..&lt;br /&gt;ive seen it happening ..&lt;br /&gt;and i know he did it for, ME ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for ur effort ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-6583534080005516600?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6583534080005516600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6583534080005516600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-post-i-knew-he-changed-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-5072879719485890952</id><published>2009-10-28T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T01:32:36.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my gosh&lt;br /&gt;i feel like vomiting now ..&lt;br /&gt;ve been downing redbull just now ..&lt;br /&gt;and maybe its the sara lee cake doing weird things ... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boohoo !!&lt;br /&gt;pls let me finish up my assignment soon ..&lt;br /&gt;im exhausted !!! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-5072879719485890952?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/5072879719485890952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/5072879719485890952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-my-gosh-i-feel-like-vomiting-now_28.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-599302033106285864</id><published>2009-10-28T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T01:32:36.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my gosh&lt;br /&gt;i feel like vomiting now ..&lt;br /&gt;ve been downing redbull just now ..&lt;br /&gt;and maybe its the sara lee cake doing weird things ... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boohoo !!&lt;br /&gt;pls let me finish up my assignment soon ..&lt;br /&gt;im exhausted !!! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-599302033106285864?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/599302033106285864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/599302033106285864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-my-gosh-i-feel-like-vomiting-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-4350724689800151769</id><published>2009-10-24T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:04:40.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope for the day i can call you bee again ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-4350724689800151769?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4350724689800151769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4350724689800151769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-hope-for-day-i-can-call-you-bee-again.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-1020256113153048410</id><published>2009-10-22T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:57:50.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, back to blogger for the second post ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy with work these days and also school ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy with assignments and also myself ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today i didnt forget to pamper myself, so i went to trim my hair (2inch) and also dyed my hair ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the hair colour wasnt wad i really wanted, so, i might dye it again !!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, currently im using a new product, ESSENTIAL, and i love it damn much ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its treatment made my hair so soft, pple, if possible, go try it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its rather cheap... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now im getting busy with my assignments again, so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIBI !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with loves from Jas ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-1020256113153048410?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1020256113153048410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1020256113153048410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-back-to-blogger-for-second-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-3376664884324223980</id><published>2009-10-15T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:31:02.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;im back alive !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;so i thou i would use this account again ..(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/32544282-3376664884324223980?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3376664884324223980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3376664884324223980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-back-alive-so-i-thou-i-would-use.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-3927313235855542535</id><published>2009-05-10T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:37:21.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;im officially changing my blog to wretch .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cuz i find it fresh for me ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;haha ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pls change and re-link me again .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thank you so much !! new blog ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/blog/honeyandbee"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://www.wretch.cc/blog/honeyandbee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-3927313235855542535?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3927313235855542535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3927313235855542535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-officially-changing-my-blog-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-8147607252110420703</id><published>2009-05-08T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:24:04.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;i started crying ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my heart ached ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my tears rolled ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i cant stop ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;within 1 second, i felt tt all my dreams and hopes perished ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i broke down ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i wondered and thought ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;since that day ive been thinking ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and yet ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i kept silent ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i got tired ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and exhausted ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;is this wad i want ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i kept asking myself ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and i couldnt get an answer ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;now when im typing with my pillow flooded with tears ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;everything seems blurry ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yet some things is clear ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my love for you ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;is something i cant deny ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;even when my eyes are blurry ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i still see you clearly ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but if one day u were to leave me ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i will say nothing ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i have learnt to bury my deepest thoughts in my heart ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and i will let u go ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;bcuz, im not a good girl ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ive realised ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i felt tt i cant live w/o u ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yet u can ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mayb i had to learn to grow up ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-8147607252110420703?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/8147607252110420703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/8147607252110420703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-started-crying.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-6123345925364468722</id><published>2009-05-07T21:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:47:37.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fuck this family ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fuck my parents ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;one lazy ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the other one unreasonable ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when its not my fault ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;both says its mine ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wtf ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-6123345925364468722?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6123345925364468722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6123345925364468722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/fuck-this-family.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-7352111076370053351</id><published>2009-05-06T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:30:51.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im now rotting in sch ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bored and tinking of things ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thinking whether to take my bike license without my folk's permission ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;or wad else ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sigh ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wad to do ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im now hoping my mum would allow me to get my bike license ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;at least i dont have to hide thing here and there ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hopefully luhh ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mornin smsed amelia to ask whether next tues is she free to mit ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hope she can bahx ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;at least i can mit her up ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and now ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i miss bee again ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-7352111076370053351?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7352111076370053351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7352111076370053351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-now-rotting-in-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-8681421291128719410</id><published>2009-05-04T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T23:14:06.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tutored lydia today ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;at 1pm to 2.30pm ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thou bee will be fetching me soon ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and ended up he's still at home ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so i told him the address and he bathed and stuffs then come ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;waited at lydia's hse downstairs seeing kids play badminton..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;smoked and blah blah blah ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then saw lydia and her boyf ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;walked over to the next block then smoked together .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;weird huh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tutor and student smoke together ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bee reached ard 3.30 ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then we went to kovan there for beef noodles ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;after that went back to bee's hse ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;slacked awhile then i go home lerx ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;derek called bee and met up with him after bee sent me home ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tomorrow will be a day out with bee ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hopefully the weather will be beautiful ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i need some going out to let me relax ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;seriously had been abit too tense recently ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and now i cant blog alrdy ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;have to rush my report for business stats ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sian ~~ ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bee is loved ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-8681421291128719410?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/8681421291128719410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/8681421291128719410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/tutored-lydia-today.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-5522070060008135271</id><published>2009-05-02T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:17:16.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;damn assignments ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and ive just realised that my assignment dates are packed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;now im finally going to be done with my business comm report ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here comes my business stats report to be in by wed ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how nice ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;will be hoping to tutpr lydia on monday ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and then tues i can go on to missham face shop and all to look for my bb cream ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wan nee says face shop is selling it at $33 ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so if i got the membership card, i can enjoy a 10% i tink ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hopefully i have it luhh ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if not it wont be worthy ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hmmm ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;now im having my thought abt getting my bike license ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;or to say ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;getting a sp ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;or shld i just get a kups...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;which is more helpful to my fuel consumption ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hmmm ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i wanna get my bb cream soon ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my skin sucks ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hopefully i can get it before my presentation on friday ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and im rather headache abt what to wear for that ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;formal ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sian ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im hoping to meet up with the girls soon ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i love you .. BEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-5522070060008135271?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/5522070060008135271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/5522070060008135271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/damn-assignments.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-6267858151366348598</id><published>2009-04-30T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:35:34.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need you ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by my side ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just like you're my air ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need to breathe you in every minute ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just like how i love you ........&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/32544282-6267858151366348598?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6267858151366348598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6267858151366348598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-1732914094595848343</id><published>2009-04-29T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:21:20.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;say me unreasonable ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i got peeved off by you ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ive gt limits to my patience and temper ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and pls dont test my limits ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;since im not being at least respected ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dun be hoping me to respect u either ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-1732914094595848343?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1732914094595848343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1732914094595848343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/say-me-unreasonable.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-928308756848178116</id><published>2009-04-29T00:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T10:19:57.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;met jun kai ytd ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and he was happily suan-ing me .. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;meetup with bee today ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and went up his house ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ordered kfc delivery and we ended up feeling guilty ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cuz it was raining so heavily and the poor uncle has to deliver food for this 2 hungry pigs ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ate and ended up bee dosed off at 2.15 ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he said he would wake up at 2.30 ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and if he didnt, he'll owe me $200 ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and obviously, he cant wake up !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but nvm la ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if u give me money just like tt ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i tink im so materialistic ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haha ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;finally woke him ard 6 and he ended up playin games untill 7+ ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we went out to tamp 1 at ard 8 and walked onli awhile and collected our membership card at couple lab ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then had no choice, so we went back home ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but b4 tt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we were both thinking of buying samsung omnia together ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so hopefully we'll have the same phone and bike ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hah !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;checked online earlier on and saw that singtel has a cheaper price ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i could apply for their student plans which has unlimited sms .. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;woohoo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so, i'll be tryin hard enough to ask my daddy and mummy to let me switch to singtel then ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and im now hoping that hans and aton would be able to send me their powerpoint by tomorrow ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if not, i'll be killing them ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but as for now ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nights to everyone ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jasline is so exhausted from the lack of slp .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you bee ..&lt;/span&gt;&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/32544282-928308756848178116?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/928308756848178116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/928308756848178116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/met-jun-kai-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-288319321679224027</id><published>2009-04-25T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:10:25.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok, im fucked up now ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and to be specific ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i, Jasline Lee, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, (take note), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; need a father in my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-288319321679224027?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/288319321679224027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/288319321679224027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-im-fucked-up-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-1979389009641691261</id><published>2009-04-25T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T01:14:47.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;ok, suddenly realised ive been missing out alot in school ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;seems like everyones having fun with their new classmates, bf(s) &amp;amp; friends ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and damn ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i miss those days where me and bee train down to here and there for shoppe spree ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but now, all we do is, vroom here and there ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i miss those times when we train and i could doll up and wear skirt on our date ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;now in fact i had to wear pants bcuz he's riding and we have gt to worry wher to park,erp and stuffs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;singapore is definitely not a very good place to park or have vehicles ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i miss my friends ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;no matter rp, pri, sec or whatsoever friends ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i mean all friends seriously ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i need to mit up rp girlfriends soon on their lunch break ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mayb i could ask melanie shes free to mit up soon in np not ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mayb i could ask secondary friends to mit up soon ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;shaakir's gonna teach me ride ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;shaun's gonna enrol bike license with me ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;jennifer's gonna diet with me ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ive gt to mit amelia and see how's she doing ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sigh ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;time doesnt seemed enough for me esp when im being tied up at home ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but, good news ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i found one tuition alrdy ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so im free on tuesdays ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so i can date with bee on tues ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but bad news, my attendance will suffer i think ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but, its alright, so long im able to leave the house to breathe ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;wan nee says she finds me very nice after our recent team work ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&gt;&gt; 静 . 心霓 * 霓. 心静 &lt;&lt; 了 says : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;today i juz told xiao pei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&gt;&gt; 静 . 心霓 * 霓. 心静 &lt;&lt; 了 says : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;u nice nice ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&gt;&gt; 静 . 心霓 * 霓. 心静 &lt;&lt; 了 says : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;when i started to be a same group vf u recently la//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;[b] JASLINE &amp;amp; BEE (: [/b] ~ ♥♥ says: lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;[b] JASLINE &amp;amp; BEE (: [/b] ~ ♥♥ says : b4 tt i not nice??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&gt;&gt; 静 . 心霓 * 霓. 心静 &lt;&lt; 了 says : nola..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&gt;&gt; 静 . 心霓 * 霓. 心静 &lt;&lt; 了 says : i mean not that clse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&gt;&gt; 静 . 心霓 * 霓. 心静 &lt;&lt; 了 says : and we even din chat so much ma..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;[b] JASLINE &amp;amp; BEE (: [/b] ~ ♥♥ says : oh ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;[b] JASLINE &amp;amp; BEE (: [/b] ~ ♥♥ says: im always good ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&gt;&gt; 静 . 心霓 * 霓. 心静 &lt;&lt; 了 says : hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&gt;&gt; 静 . 心霓 * 霓. 心静 &lt;&lt; 了 says : yupz yupz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&gt;&gt; 静 . 心霓 * 霓. 心静 &lt;&lt; 了 says : dote dote &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and now i sounded like some xiao mei mei ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;being doted ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;haha ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;wan nee, im always very good .. you realised it too late ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;haha ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ok, ive been with abit of moodswings recently ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;it just changes itself like nobody's business..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and i couldnt do anythin to help it ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so, if i do flare up, pls dun mind ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ok, today went to teach my first secondary sch student ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;abit lian ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;rebellious ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but somehow i understood ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;she stays in a 2 floors hdb flat in hougang ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and ok, first impression wasnt good ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;she reached home, quarrelled with the mother ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;then sat down look at me ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;supposedly i look abit lian, she wasnt fierce to me either ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we talk and slowly ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;know tt she knows my primary sch fren .. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nvm abt it ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but after seeing wad is in her text book, i felt utterly useless ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i forgotten my sec 3 maths !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;shes having her exams on :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* plan and elevation&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* simultanious equations&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* trigonometry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* mensuration&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and to be frank, 3 out of 4 is something i seriously forgotten ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;im tryin hard to grab my knowledge and memories back ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and hopefully i could ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the mum was rather nice to me ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sigh ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;**&lt;em&gt; and darren says he need some riding khakis, he's riding his stupid ducati 1098 .. -.- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;****&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i miss bee alot ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;will be mitin him in another 9 hours i think ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-1979389009641691261?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1979389009641691261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1979389009641691261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-suddenly-realised-ive-been-missing.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-262640492881804642</id><published>2009-04-19T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:57:25.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all of a sudden ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i feel like hugging u and cry in your arms ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with your hand wiping away my tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;telling me everything's gonna be alright ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and you'll stay by my side, no matter what ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you'll hug me tighter when i snuggle up closer ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you'll kiss my forehead and say im silly ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and you'll kiss my lips and say you love me ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you said you'll love me forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and never let me shed a tear anymore ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i'll only smile till my wrinkles grow more ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we'll grow old together till our hairs grow white ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;our skins go crumpled and our teeths are gone ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we'll hold our hands and walk through the journey ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with you and me, we could walk the park slowly ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i've got you and you've got me ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we'll see our child doing the same things ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they'll start their family and have their kids..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and soon enough they will be like us ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;generations after generations ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they'll do the same thing, just like us ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we'll think of the past of wad we've gone thru ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and we'll think of the stupid tiffs we had ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we'll think of the happy moments ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and we'll think of how we walk down the aisle ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we said i do and kissed each other ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thats a promise of loving each other ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we'll rmb how we met each other ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and fell for each other ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everything we've gone thru will be in our mind ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;forever thru the rest of our lives ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;by the end, we'll close our eyes ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;say the last 'i love you' to each other in our lives ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and begin hoping to meet again in our next life ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and hope we'll start everything one more time .............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and this is truly wad i felt and hoped .. &lt;/span&gt;&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/32544282-262640492881804642?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/262640492881804642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/262640492881804642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-of-sudden.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-2674006569789426479</id><published>2009-04-19T12:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T12:48:12.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok, this is the duno wad tym that ive vomited in this week ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wonder wad is wrong with me ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hopefully ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its not ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-2674006569789426479?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/2674006569789426479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/2674006569789426479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-this-is-duno-wad-tym-that-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-5660712765437941806</id><published>2009-04-19T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T11:09:11.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i suddenly realise ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i duno u anymore ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and it broke my heart ..&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/32544282-5660712765437941806?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/5660712765437941806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/5660712765437941806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-suddenly-realise.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-1966751308163970280</id><published>2009-04-18T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:57:26.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;i miss him so badly and hoping to hug and snuggle up to him now ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;which is totally impossible ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sigh ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;im hopin tt ure by my side now ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-1966751308163970280?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1966751308163970280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1966751308163970280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-miss-him-so-badly-and-hoping-to-hug.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-6533365573232695998</id><published>2009-04-15T15:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T15:46:35.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;sigh .. felt bad about some things .. ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;had those weird funny feelings ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i duno wad to say ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;although i noe he has never lie to me now ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just tt ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sometimes ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i want him to be here ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but its rather impossible ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-6533365573232695998?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6533365573232695998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6533365573232695998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-4556770767874829130</id><published>2009-04-15T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T11:53:14.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;ok, abit piss alrdy ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;suppopsedly shld be meeting my classmates for discussions at 11am ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and its now 11.50 yet no one is here yet ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;test me ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my patience is limited ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i understand its raining ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;15 mins is alright ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but hello ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;its alrdy 50mins ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;zzz ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i tink its alrdy far too long ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mayb they went for lunch and stuffs and blahblahblah ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but im abit irritated here ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;well ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;although im playing my games here ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but im still dong my work ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;duh ! ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-4556770767874829130?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4556770767874829130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4556770767874829130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-abit-piss-alrdy.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-3717445232770376904</id><published>2009-04-15T01:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T01:26:52.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok, bee made me worry .. on purpose .. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and now i bloody hell nid to tink of how to slp lerx .. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so awake now .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but however ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i still love him ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heh !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-3717445232770376904?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3717445232770376904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3717445232770376904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-bee-made-me-worry.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-2750143595978557507</id><published>2009-04-15T00:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T00:44:20.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bee bee bee bee bee bee bee bee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh dear, ive made bee angry .. ):&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/32544282-2750143595978557507?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/2750143595978557507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/2750143595978557507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/bee-bee-bee-bee-bee-bee-bee-bee-oh-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-5920169084276120858</id><published>2009-04-14T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T11:18:27.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i hate it when someone tells me something yet he couldnt do it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a week ago ive alrdy told bee i wanted to watch fast and furious 4 ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he agreed ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yet now he couldnt bloody wake up ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how peeved can i be ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;throwing tantrums aint getting me anywhere ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and damn ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now i cant watch my movie alrdy ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and fuck it bcuz i do not have anymore time to come out watching movie with him .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, well, well ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so good that im so exhausted today while rushing my assignments last nite ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and yet he couldnt even wake up for a movie with me ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;damn it !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-5920169084276120858?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/5920169084276120858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/5920169084276120858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate-it-when-someone-tells-me.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-4326562330959240867</id><published>2009-04-11T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:00:36.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;get bike license ..&lt;br /&gt;is it one of my resolution ??&lt;br /&gt;sp .. does it suit me ?? sigh ~&lt;br /&gt;headache ..&lt;br /&gt;nid to do my assignments alrdy ..&lt;br /&gt;sian ..&lt;br /&gt;next tues watching fast and furious &amp;amp; sniper with bee ..&lt;br /&gt;and if gt time mayb go shaakir hse try kr de feeling ..&lt;br /&gt;bee and shaakir teaching me bike ..&lt;br /&gt;woohoo !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i love bee ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and miss bee alot alot alot alot ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-4326562330959240867?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4326562330959240867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4326562330959240867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/get-bike-license.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-846629184370322681</id><published>2009-04-06T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T09:41:51.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i miss you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna hug u to slp .. ):&lt;br /&gt;sch tml ..&lt;br /&gt;no more movie time .. ):&lt;br /&gt;junkai says he owe me movie treat .. (:&lt;br /&gt;hurray !&lt;br /&gt;free movies ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jk : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 255);font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;" &gt;wanted to treat  u to movie though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 255);font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;" &gt;, cause i promise  u before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(128, 0, 255); text-decoration: underline;font-family:Kristen ITC;" &gt;oooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(128, 0, 255); text-decoration: underline;font-family:Kristen ITC;" &gt;rmb  my movie on hold ah !&lt;br /&gt;is that meant to be my bday present ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;jk : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 255);font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;" &gt;haha yah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 255);font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;" &gt;will reserve for  u de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(128, 0, 255); text-decoration: underline;font-family:Kristen ITC;" &gt;haha .. okok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;funny jk ..&lt;br /&gt;he's one of e seniors in rp tat gt good points yet go to rp ..&lt;br /&gt;and bloody hell, he gt 9 points for o levels ..&lt;br /&gt;and ended up in rp ..&lt;br /&gt;dumb ..&lt;br /&gt;everytym i see him i used to beat him ..&lt;br /&gt;yet he's treating me for movies ..&lt;br /&gt;weirdo ..&lt;br /&gt;but has to see when i can squeeze him into my tight schedule ..&lt;br /&gt;esp when  i cant even mit up with my bee .. ):&lt;br /&gt;i miss you badly and wondering how long many more days to miting u .. ):&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/32544282-846629184370322681?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/846629184370322681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/846629184370322681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-1878191735795958106</id><published>2009-04-06T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:51:51.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/Sdn5LcOfsMI/AAAAAAAAALo/PZWDm7v7yk4/s1600-h/img2608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/Sdn5LcOfsMI/AAAAAAAAALo/PZWDm7v7yk4/s320/img2608.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321558409665818818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well ..&lt;br /&gt;watched shinjuku incident today ..&lt;br /&gt;mornin went over bee dere slacked awhile den go out to tm catch e movie ..&lt;br /&gt;rather nice storyline ..&lt;br /&gt;but fucking disgusted ..&lt;br /&gt;with stupid cutting off hands and blood splashing ard ..&lt;br /&gt;no wonder its a nc16 movie ..&lt;br /&gt;but ending abit disappointing ..&lt;br /&gt;jackie chan died as well as all e other mafias ..&lt;br /&gt;and worse, when we were buying e tickets ..&lt;br /&gt;e person still asked for our ic ..&lt;br /&gt;do we not look lyk fucking 16and above ??&lt;br /&gt;bee shows his driving license while i showed my ic ..&lt;br /&gt;and she still can check mine throughly ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wtf ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could even buy cigarettes w/o being checked yet i cant get through a nc 16 movie ..&lt;br /&gt;nvm ..&lt;br /&gt;will be miting bee next week to catch e fast and furious 4 ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and im starting to miss him again ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-1878191735795958106?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1878191735795958106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1878191735795958106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/well.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/Sdn5LcOfsMI/AAAAAAAAALo/PZWDm7v7yk4/s72-c/img2608.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-8146098000456698227</id><published>2009-04-04T10:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:20:30.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im irritated by my nose now alrdy ..&lt;br /&gt;peeved of with sniffing .. ):&lt;br /&gt;monday buzzy bee laogong says bringing me to e doctors ..&lt;br /&gt;den after tt to e movies ..&lt;br /&gt;so i can watch my shinjuku incident lerx ..&lt;br /&gt;hooray !&lt;br /&gt;buzzy bee kept his promise last nite .. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i love you ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bee ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-8146098000456698227?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/8146098000456698227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/8146098000456698227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-irritated-by-my-nose-now-alrdy.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-3865185439531577009</id><published>2009-04-03T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T09:08:45.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;throat infection ..&lt;br /&gt;fever ..&lt;br /&gt;blocked nose ..&lt;br /&gt;i tink i nid to see a doctor soon ..):&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/32544282-3865185439531577009?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3865185439531577009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3865185439531577009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/throat-infection.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-3401612590895588419</id><published>2009-04-01T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:29:14.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/SdNOWRBxYyI/AAAAAAAAALY/8w7RyW7b1_A/s1600-h/P010409_18.44.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/_FtSd8pvpsqU/SdNOWRBxYyI/AAAAAAAAALY/8w7RyW7b1_A/s320/P010409_18.44.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319681729289610018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happy 3 yrs anniversary !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to us !&lt;br /&gt;he nv slp last nite ..&lt;br /&gt;morning he came over and we went jurong point for mac breakfast ..&lt;br /&gt;walked abit then head off to sch ..&lt;br /&gt;he slept in my class ..&lt;br /&gt;and i tink my lecturer gt peeved with him ..&lt;br /&gt;we head off during break time at 3pm ..&lt;br /&gt;went down to plaza sing ..&lt;br /&gt;and talked things thru ..&lt;br /&gt;and tink that we ought to buy wad we always buy ..&lt;br /&gt;e ring ..&lt;br /&gt;and we bought .. (:&lt;br /&gt;hope we could change for each other and stay together always ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and i promise i'll love you forever ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Jasline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-3401612590895588419?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3401612590895588419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3401612590895588419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-3-yrs-anniversary-to-us-he-nv-slp.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/SdNOWRBxYyI/AAAAAAAAALY/8w7RyW7b1_A/s72-c/P010409_18.44.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-1328261393867254206</id><published>2009-04-01T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T08:42:22.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today's e special day ..&lt;br /&gt;3 yrs ..&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be anniversary ..&lt;br /&gt;but im not quite sure abt it ..&lt;br /&gt;but anyway ..&lt;br /&gt;we're going out .. (:&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/32544282-1328261393867254206?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1328261393867254206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1328261393867254206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/todays-e-special-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-7172229845685974360</id><published>2009-03-31T18:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T18:06:58.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ppl, sch starts tml ..&lt;br /&gt;shit rite ?&lt;br /&gt;on april fool's day ..&lt;br /&gt;wtf ..&lt;br /&gt;im rather bored by it ..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go out ..&lt;br /&gt;yet i cant ..&lt;br /&gt;worse ..&lt;br /&gt;blog tml or something ..&lt;br /&gt;nid to help huiru do something also ..&lt;br /&gt;sigh ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;* i miss him badly ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-7172229845685974360?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7172229845685974360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7172229845685974360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/ppl-sch-starts-tml.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-5134168293765485615</id><published>2009-03-30T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:06:33.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;雨过天晴了 ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hope we can go out on wed successfully .. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-5134168293765485615?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/5134168293765485615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/5134168293765485615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-4916235288652254015</id><published>2009-03-30T08:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T08:08:13.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i want him back by my side .. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;* i love him and miss him so badly ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-4916235288652254015?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4916235288652254015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4916235288652254015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-him-back-by-my-side.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-691270160460531396</id><published>2009-03-29T08:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T08:09:59.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i want him to calm down and tink ..&lt;br /&gt;then talk ..&lt;br /&gt;while i duno whether can he do it or not ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so exhausted today ..&lt;br /&gt;i havent been slpin last nite ..&lt;br /&gt;yet ..&lt;br /&gt;my father ask me to go his stall work ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;FUCK !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* and ive gt a terrible sore throat liao .. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-691270160460531396?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/691270160460531396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/691270160460531396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-him-to-calm-down-and-tink.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-763386512401494036</id><published>2009-03-28T10:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T11:08:40.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;first to post pictures of mummy's birthday ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i bought her a blue rose and a cake ..&lt;br /&gt;cake from Jurong point-icing room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/Sc2TXxfJM7I/AAAAAAAAALQ/WhiPLdDh66Q/s1600-h/P220309_20.42.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/_FtSd8pvpsqU/Sc2TXxfJM7I/AAAAAAAAALQ/WhiPLdDh66Q/s320/P220309_20.42.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318068771624661938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/Sc2SxxD0wsI/AAAAAAAAALA/h5F_g9_IxKA/s1600-h/P220309_15.52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/Sc2SxxD0wsI/AAAAAAAAALA/h5F_g9_IxKA/s320/P220309_15.52.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318068118675047106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice eh ?&lt;br /&gt;mummy's birthday i treated her to lunch at billy bombers ..&lt;br /&gt;and cost me a bomb ..&lt;br /&gt;2 of us eat $60 ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wtf ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt went home and rest ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had an unhappy day last nite ..&lt;br /&gt;morning to afternoon was fine ..&lt;br /&gt;but nite was terrible ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gosh !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ended up i didnt slp ..&lt;br /&gt;ok, panda eyes are coming out alrdy and ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its obvious ..&lt;br /&gt;sorry ppl, i noe some of u saw me and got quite a shocked on wad happened to me..&lt;br /&gt;i looked lyk a ghost i noe ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sry uh !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh ..&lt;br /&gt;wads this abt ...?&lt;br /&gt;i also duno ..&lt;br /&gt;*just slightly confused abt wad am i supposed to do ..&lt;br /&gt;**and wad am i holding on ..?&lt;br /&gt;but i noe ..&lt;br /&gt;in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;there's still u ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-763386512401494036?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/763386512401494036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/763386512401494036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-to-post-pictures-of-mummys.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/Sc2TXxfJM7I/AAAAAAAAALQ/WhiPLdDh66Q/s72-c/P220309_20.42.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-4368418886110227143</id><published>2009-03-26T10:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T10:33:55.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes i realise ..&lt;br /&gt;im nt somebody anymore ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;* im nt tt special someone anymore .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-4368418886110227143?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4368418886110227143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4368418886110227143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/sometimes-i-realise.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-9071935651815717441</id><published>2009-03-25T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:37:14.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;POSITIVE&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;thats wad his answer was ..&lt;br /&gt;but he didnt wanna give me any false hope ..&lt;br /&gt;so i also duno wad else shld i be tinkin ..&lt;br /&gt;hopefully ..&lt;br /&gt;we could talk things thru ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy says we might be moving over to grandma's house ..&lt;br /&gt;ok, im terribly fucked up ..&lt;br /&gt;cuz my opinion is not being heard ..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt lyk it tt way ..&lt;br /&gt;sigh ~&lt;br /&gt;someone pls hear me whine pls !! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to 'visit' my 2 ah gongs and my aunt ..&lt;br /&gt;which is e graveyard ..&lt;br /&gt;went 2 places ..&lt;br /&gt;mandai and senja ..&lt;br /&gt;its far ..&lt;br /&gt;but when i saw my ah gongs and aunt .&lt;br /&gt;i rmb how they treated me and wanted to cry ..&lt;br /&gt;damn !&lt;br /&gt;but i cant ..&lt;br /&gt;when im not e most closest ...&lt;br /&gt;as in my folks are more close to them of cuz ..&lt;br /&gt;even crying has to be hidden ..&lt;br /&gt;Wtf !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i bloody miss him ..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know wad he do today and stuff ..&lt;br /&gt;im starting to doubt myself ..&lt;br /&gt;nt him ..&lt;br /&gt;god, pls gif me hope ..&lt;br /&gt;and hope pls give this r/s another chance ..&lt;br /&gt;we're approaching our 3 yrs anniversary alrdy ..&lt;br /&gt;hope we'll be able to go out tat day ..&lt;br /&gt;HOPEFULLY !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;* onli he can grant this wish ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-9071935651815717441?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/9071935651815717441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/9071935651815717441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/positive.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-9153129516740815794</id><published>2009-03-23T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:20:00.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love him ..&lt;br /&gt;i miss him so badly ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*esp for the hug he gave me this morning .. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-9153129516740815794?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/9153129516740815794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/9153129516740815794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-him.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-1629705699305536325</id><published>2009-03-23T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T16:05:50.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i appreciated his love for me ..&lt;br /&gt;and i love him ..&lt;br /&gt;i was so happy when yati told me she felt that he love me alot ..&lt;br /&gt;everybody says so of course ..&lt;br /&gt;but ..&lt;br /&gt;why cant u show me ur love ?&lt;br /&gt;can i have u back by my side again ??? ):&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/32544282-1629705699305536325?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1629705699305536325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1629705699305536325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-appreciated-his-love-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-4490977481778458827</id><published>2009-03-23T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:34:21.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wished im a baby right now ..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be a baby ..&lt;br /&gt;cuz then i wouldnt have so much troubles and problems in my heart ..&lt;br /&gt;im on e verge of a breakdown soon ..&lt;br /&gt;having to find job ..&lt;br /&gt;having to worry abt problems between u and me ..&lt;br /&gt;im so exhausted ..&lt;br /&gt;u could get mad and change ur face within a second ..&lt;br /&gt;yet for me ?&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt do anything ..&lt;br /&gt;i need not know ur answer from u ..&lt;br /&gt;if tat special day we are able to go out ..&lt;br /&gt;mayb i shld laugh out happily alrdy ..&lt;br /&gt;but however ..&lt;br /&gt;i just hope if we could go out that day ..&lt;br /&gt;it'll be best ..&lt;br /&gt;it'll be very good ..&lt;br /&gt;and mayb i shld be pleased and contented alrdy ..&lt;br /&gt;hope so ...&lt;br /&gt;im exhausted ..&lt;br /&gt;and i tink i shld need a rest ...&lt;br /&gt;now ..&lt;br /&gt;sleep ~&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/32544282-4490977481778458827?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4490977481778458827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4490977481778458827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wished-im-baby-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-8325298600310200674</id><published>2009-03-20T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:27:20.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok, god bless-ed me alrdy ..&lt;br /&gt;not wasting my efforts on studying ..&lt;br /&gt;ive gt my results lerx ..&lt;br /&gt;Business Maths - B+&lt;br /&gt;English for business - B+&lt;br /&gt;Managing ppl &amp;amp; organization - C+&lt;br /&gt;although ive gt C, and no As,&lt;br /&gt;im glad i passed all subjects ..&lt;br /&gt;thanks to ppl who helped me with my bloody maths .. (:&lt;br /&gt;jarrell, shaun ..&lt;br /&gt;and my classmates ..&lt;br /&gt;xiao pei, wan nee, catrine, vickka ... etc ...&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to them .. (:&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/32544282-8325298600310200674?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/8325298600310200674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/8325298600310200674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok-god-bless-ed-me-alrdy.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-253769367767998600</id><published>2009-03-20T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T15:25:54.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and now im fucking worried about my results .. ):&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck ppl ..&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be dead in 1 hour and 38mins .. =X&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/32544282-253769367767998600?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/253769367767998600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/253769367767998600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-now-im-fucking-worried-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-306831529112632305</id><published>2009-03-20T09:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:26:56.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well ..&lt;br /&gt;mummy says im god yesterday ..&lt;br /&gt;or to say ive become immortal ..&lt;br /&gt;i survived on :&lt;br /&gt;1 small piece of pandan cake,&lt;br /&gt;1 cup of tea,&lt;br /&gt;2 mouth of 'fan-choy',&lt;br /&gt;1 small plate of fries &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;plain water ..&lt;br /&gt;yesterday ..&lt;br /&gt;no dinner no lunch and stuffs ..&lt;br /&gt;and weirdly ..&lt;br /&gt;im not hungry at all ..&lt;br /&gt;pray to me, call me god ..&lt;br /&gt;if im god,&lt;br /&gt;i shall grant myself good grades for my exams ..&lt;br /&gt;which in 7.5hours more i will see ...&lt;br /&gt;hope to pass of cuz ...&lt;br /&gt;if i really can be god, i want to grant myself love also ..&lt;br /&gt;but sadly,&lt;br /&gt;im not ..&lt;br /&gt;nevermind abt it .. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;* just that i miss him badly ... ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-306831529112632305?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/306831529112632305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/306831529112632305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/well.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-3655862032557471379</id><published>2009-03-18T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:00:24.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;私は彼を欠場 ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;心の底では私の心に ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;〜だけれども,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" id="result_box" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;私は彼を見た..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;私はまだ彼には多くのミス ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;私は彼の抱擁愛 ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;私は彼の愛 ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;今私は真剣に希望 ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;彼は私となっています ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;* translation by google&lt;br /&gt;and i admit its broken japanese ..&lt;br /&gt;but its nt meant for others to understand ..&lt;br /&gt;so its ok .. (:&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/32544282-3655862032557471379?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3655862032557471379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3655862032557471379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-8070654873844450915</id><published>2009-03-17T10:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:26:25.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes i wonder why our love is so fragile ..&lt;br /&gt;just a small minor thing we could quarrel upside down ..&lt;br /&gt;i thought that was the past ..&lt;br /&gt;i thought we've grown up and matured ..&lt;br /&gt;i thought we no longer quarrel due some small stupid minor things ..&lt;br /&gt;yet, we still did ...&lt;br /&gt;we should grow up alrdy i suppose ..&lt;br /&gt;i was childish in any way to doubt u ..&lt;br /&gt;but if u ever did let me noe abt certain things ..&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt ..&lt;br /&gt;yet, u made me worry ..&lt;br /&gt;made me feel unsecure and uncertain ..&lt;br /&gt;and this are all the things that made me doubt u ..&lt;br /&gt;no one would like to doubt another party esp when in e r/s ..&lt;br /&gt;i rmb after that period of time when we broke up due to ur first ...&lt;br /&gt;i trusted u ..&lt;br /&gt;u let me feel secured and all ..&lt;br /&gt;but after that ..&lt;br /&gt;u've started it again ..&lt;br /&gt;u made me cant trust u ..&lt;br /&gt;esp after that msn incident ..&lt;br /&gt;its nt tat im being particularly sensitive abt this ..&lt;br /&gt;its just that u've hurt me thru it ..&lt;br /&gt;mayb because we haven got to our talk yet ..&lt;br /&gt;i cant simply just forget it like that ..&lt;br /&gt;and it all depends on you whether u want to have this talk ..&lt;br /&gt;to at least open up ourselves ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;私はまだ、愛する&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-8070654873844450915?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/8070654873844450915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/8070654873844450915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/sometimes-i-wonder-why-our-love-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-4193119173741719703</id><published>2009-03-16T19:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T19:53:42.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im deciding things in my heart and i aint going to tell anyone ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;except&lt;/span&gt; those &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deserve&lt;/span&gt; to know ..&lt;br /&gt;he'll never know ..&lt;br /&gt;unless others tell him abt it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;but i hope he wun know anyway, since he doesnt want it to exist ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-4193119173741719703?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4193119173741719703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/4193119173741719703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-deciding-things-in-my-heart-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-1981404239205713628</id><published>2009-03-16T18:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T18:42:28.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vomit ..&lt;br /&gt;tummyache ..&lt;br /&gt;giddyness ..&lt;br /&gt;wad else ?&lt;br /&gt;im nt feeling right and well now .. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-1981404239205713628?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1981404239205713628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1981404239205713628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/vomit.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-5856947111244456777</id><published>2009-03-16T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:09:00.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Late !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again ..&lt;br /&gt;had a bad day ytd ..&lt;br /&gt;morning kena called down to daddy dere ..&lt;br /&gt;afternoon quarrel again ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a good day pls ..&lt;br /&gt;god, pls pity me can u ?&lt;br /&gt;i need a good day like everybody else ..&lt;br /&gt;am i supposed to grow up in such environment and situation ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need a break ..&lt;br /&gt;just days tt lets me feel normal ..&lt;br /&gt;and now all this makes me feel tt ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i aint normal ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i can quarrel with u and stuffs ..&lt;br /&gt;i can speak up my mind and all ..&lt;br /&gt;i can say i dun understand u at all ..&lt;br /&gt;but i have to admit ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;im in love with u ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-5856947111244456777?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/5856947111244456777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/5856947111244456777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/late-again.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-8368371622387978590</id><published>2009-03-14T09:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T09:46:23.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok, joanna said she'll kip a lookout for me ..&lt;br /&gt;snoopy sister wont be online for these few days ..&lt;br /&gt;ive just lost a kor ..&lt;br /&gt;ok, so many things happened ..&lt;br /&gt;20th march will be my death day i supposed ..&lt;br /&gt;results out ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOSH !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i pass,&lt;br /&gt;i'll have 4 more sem to go ..&lt;br /&gt;and i'll pass my diploma !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hopefully.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ..&lt;br /&gt;and now ..&lt;br /&gt;shit me ..&lt;br /&gt;WORK TIME SOON ..&lt;br /&gt;im gonna rot at a certain place for 9 hours ..&lt;br /&gt;somebody pls help me ..&lt;br /&gt;lucky i stil gt jennifer to rot with me ..&lt;br /&gt;hope i can walk ard and go find u ...&lt;br /&gt;haha ..&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, these few days, suddenly feel lyk playing:&lt;br /&gt;* pool&lt;br /&gt;*bowling&lt;br /&gt;*badminton&lt;br /&gt;and im hoping to go watch some movies too ..&lt;br /&gt;shit !&lt;br /&gt;can i pls get more money first ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**ps. ppl, can u pls tell me wads nice and cheap to eat at vivo city ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-8368371622387978590?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/8368371622387978590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/8368371622387978590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok-joanna-said-shell-kip-lookout-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-7514116347142210692</id><published>2009-03-12T16:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:38:07.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im learning to make my own decisions ..&lt;br /&gt;im always trying to follow my heart ..&lt;br /&gt;while my mind makes me feel sad ..&lt;br /&gt;its all connected isnt it ?&lt;br /&gt;while i felt left behind and alone ..&lt;br /&gt;there wasnt anyone here ..&lt;br /&gt;i needed someone ..&lt;br /&gt;i seriously think me and him need a talk soon ..&lt;br /&gt;its going to be a month since i cant slp ..&lt;br /&gt;im doubting myself .. not him ..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i want him right here but it seems impossible ..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt like the feeling of doubting someone ..&lt;br /&gt;of not trusting someone, esp someone i love ..&lt;br /&gt;i love him, yet now i didnt know wad he feels ..&lt;br /&gt;he says he do, but he didnt say it right out ..&lt;br /&gt;tat day after i said abt wei ting and that msn girl,&lt;br /&gt;he started treatin me like he used to when he got mad ..&lt;br /&gt;im just lost ..&lt;br /&gt;saying sorry and apologising for my wrongs dont seem to help ..&lt;br /&gt;its not like he can say sorry for things and i will forgive him and he'll do the same too..&lt;br /&gt;mayb he does alot of thinking  ..&lt;br /&gt;just that neither of his thinking includes letting me know ..&lt;br /&gt;i need to know something ..&lt;br /&gt;i need to talk to him ..&lt;br /&gt;i need to have my questions answered ..&lt;br /&gt;i need him to answer ..&lt;br /&gt;but ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i love him ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-7514116347142210692?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7514116347142210692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7514116347142210692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-learning-to-make-my-own-decisions.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-5216354843684142205</id><published>2009-03-05T20:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:40:41.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;firstly upload a pic of someone slping ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/Sa_G7zXnKlI/AAAAAAAAAK4/0F-1NdttF2A/s1600-h/P050309_20.31.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/_FtSd8pvpsqU/Sa_G7zXnKlI/AAAAAAAAAK4/0F-1NdttF2A/s320/P050309_20.31.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309681216396929618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he didnt slp last nite and met me up this morning ..&lt;br /&gt;just to accompany me go to sch ..&lt;br /&gt;and he waited for me to finish my exams ..&lt;br /&gt;and i appreciated and was happy with that ..&lt;br /&gt;finished my EB and met up with mummy ..&lt;br /&gt;went JP eat and shop ..&lt;br /&gt;then returned home with my fav mango cake from four leaves ..&lt;br /&gt;he was supposed to coach me with my maths ..&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt wanna trouble him ..&lt;br /&gt;summore its my birthday today ..&lt;br /&gt;so i didnt wan to study bahx ..&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to hug him tightly today ..&lt;br /&gt;but there wasnt any chance for me to do so ..&lt;br /&gt;we saw a shop in JP that allows us to design our own cake ..&lt;br /&gt;and it looks pretty good ..&lt;br /&gt;will be visiting amelia soon when she feels better i think ..&lt;br /&gt;and now ..&lt;br /&gt;i felt blessed and tempted to hug him tightly ..&lt;br /&gt;oh ....&lt;br /&gt;birthday wishes from alot of ppl ..&lt;br /&gt;and im feeling more blessed ..&lt;br /&gt;but i hoped to hear him say happy birthday to me in my face ..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm .. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but anyway, thank you for spending your day with me ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-5216354843684142205?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/5216354843684142205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/5216354843684142205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/firstly-upload-pic-of-someone-slping.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/Sa_G7zXnKlI/AAAAAAAAAK4/0F-1NdttF2A/s72-c/P050309_20.31.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-2685282287541462825</id><published>2009-03-04T19:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:13:46.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;suddenly realised ..&lt;br /&gt;im hoping so much for him to be with me tomorrow just for my birthday ..&lt;br /&gt;i hoped for flowers ..&lt;br /&gt;i hoped for presents ..&lt;br /&gt;i hoped for surprises ..&lt;br /&gt;i hoped for you treating me like a princess ..&lt;br /&gt;and i really just hope for you to be with me ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-2685282287541462825?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/2685282287541462825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/2685282287541462825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/suddenly-realised.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-3436822014936398783</id><published>2009-03-01T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:39:47.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today's supposed to be a special day ..&lt;br /&gt;anniversary ..&lt;br /&gt;but well ..&lt;br /&gt;we're like this ...&lt;br /&gt;how to ..?&lt;br /&gt;he said maybe if we talk,&lt;br /&gt;we could be together again ..&lt;br /&gt;i asked him whether he got the wish to be back, he said yes ..&lt;br /&gt;well ....&lt;br /&gt;wad else to say ?&lt;br /&gt;but i hope he knew im alrdy on e edge of bursting ..&lt;br /&gt;while he knew im bursting soon ...&lt;br /&gt;and im glad he knew ..&lt;br /&gt;mayb bcuz of it, he could treat me better and cherish me more ..&lt;br /&gt;however, just to admit it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i love him alot ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-3436822014936398783?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3436822014936398783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3436822014936398783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/todays-supposed-to-be-special-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-8408636414348490682</id><published>2009-02-28T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:45:56.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;i suddenly felt very tired ..&lt;br /&gt;tired of life ..&lt;br /&gt;tired of everything ..&lt;br /&gt;i just want to be simple ..&lt;br /&gt;but yet life doesnt allow me to ..&lt;br /&gt;i think i might know his answer alrdy ..&lt;br /&gt;just like i knew my own answer alrdy ..&lt;br /&gt;whether does it tally ..&lt;br /&gt;we shall see ......&lt;br /&gt;but ive got to admit it ..&lt;br /&gt;im reali in love with him ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-8408636414348490682?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/8408636414348490682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/8408636414348490682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-suddenly-felt-very-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-6871136177959422784</id><published>2009-02-26T22:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:55:08.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok, let u ppl know myh schedule first ..&lt;br /&gt;4th, 5th and 6th march i'll be having my exams ..&lt;br /&gt;at SIM HQ, from 10am-1pm, in the grand hall ..&lt;br /&gt;21st march gt sec sch class bbq ..&lt;br /&gt;will find a day out with frens and primary sch fren ..(waiting for confirmation)&lt;br /&gt;will be going on casino ship after my birthday and exams ..(unsure of date yet)&lt;br /&gt;for now, this will be it ..&lt;br /&gt;anything just sms me to know more .. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-6871136177959422784?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6871136177959422784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6871136177959422784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-let-u-ppl-know-myh-schedule-first.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-3278187477336305115</id><published>2009-02-26T01:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T01:32:20.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 more days to our anniversary lerx ..&lt;br /&gt;but yet ...&lt;br /&gt;sigh ~~&lt;br /&gt;wad to do ??&lt;br /&gt;well ..&lt;br /&gt;today he said something that hurt me throughly ..&lt;br /&gt;seriously and made me cry ..&lt;br /&gt;argued and said something back to him and ends up ..&lt;br /&gt;he said sorry to me ..&lt;br /&gt;well ..&lt;br /&gt;he insulted me ..&lt;br /&gt;so thats e main point ..&lt;br /&gt;well ..&lt;br /&gt;mornin i went up his hse find him awhile..&lt;br /&gt;but he slpt lyk a  pig and couldnt wake up ..&lt;br /&gt;so i woke him and left to mit mummy at 11am ..&lt;br /&gt;daddy didnt work today so we went shopping ard today ..&lt;br /&gt;went IMM and daddy bought mummy and me a watch from city chain ..&lt;br /&gt;haha !&lt;br /&gt;take it as an advance birthday present then ..&lt;br /&gt;tink 'he' couldnt gt me a birthday present also lerx ..&lt;br /&gt;he's gonna work for all the days ..&lt;br /&gt;so ..&lt;br /&gt;我的生日礼物泡汤了 ..&lt;br /&gt;hais ...&lt;br /&gt;no valentines ..&lt;br /&gt;no bday ..&lt;br /&gt;well ..&lt;br /&gt;this time round ...&lt;br /&gt;ive gt nth to say ..&lt;br /&gt;he works for his bike ..&lt;br /&gt;isnt it ?&lt;br /&gt;duno bahx ..&lt;br /&gt;quite discouraged ..&lt;br /&gt;going 3 yrs r/s cant be compared to a bike ..&lt;br /&gt;rather sad ..&lt;br /&gt;but well ..&lt;br /&gt;wad to do ...??&lt;br /&gt;we're nothing now also ..&lt;br /&gt;so i cant say much ..&lt;br /&gt;nvm ..&lt;br /&gt;just let it be then ...&lt;br /&gt;i cant do anythin either ..&lt;br /&gt;sigh ~&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/32544282-3278187477336305115?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3278187477336305115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3278187477336305115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/2-more-days-to-our-anniversary-lerx.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-5416705856767911463</id><published>2009-02-23T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:31:34.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;met him up today in e morning ..&lt;br /&gt;he asked me ytd whether to go up or not ..&lt;br /&gt;and today i decided to ..&lt;br /&gt;when i reach ..&lt;br /&gt;just nice he woke up ..&lt;br /&gt;he massaged my shoulders and back for me ..&lt;br /&gt;he knew it ached ..&lt;br /&gt;appreciated it and dilly-dally till its time for him to work ..&lt;br /&gt;took the bus with him and acc till he reach work place ..&lt;br /&gt;waited for mummy to come ..&lt;br /&gt;and reached home, i asked him why today he want to mit me ..&lt;br /&gt;its nt out of aympathize ..&lt;br /&gt;he said he miss me ..&lt;br /&gt;ok, that makes me glad ..&lt;br /&gt;serious ..&lt;br /&gt;but i feel abit weird of cuz ..&lt;br /&gt;but hopefully ..&lt;br /&gt;we'll be back to normal again ..&lt;br /&gt;im abit tired of waitin alone .. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-5416705856767911463?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/5416705856767911463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/5416705856767911463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/met-him-up-today-in-e-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-7531949953756971828</id><published>2009-02-21T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:28:49.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok, im seriously pissed off with things ..&lt;br /&gt;maths and stuffs make me grow mad ..&lt;br /&gt;when i know i cant even study well and mayb due to laziness ..&lt;br /&gt;i haven even started ..&lt;br /&gt;daddy asked me to go his stall help tml ..&lt;br /&gt;whereas my exams is just less than 2 weeks ..&lt;br /&gt;even if its onli 3 modules ..&lt;br /&gt;i cant cope ..&lt;br /&gt;seriously ..&lt;br /&gt;there's alot to learn ..&lt;br /&gt;OMG ..&lt;br /&gt;im turning crazy soon ..&lt;br /&gt;damn !&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/32544282-7531949953756971828?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7531949953756971828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7531949953756971828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-im-seriously-pissed-off-with-things.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-3117018207318350074</id><published>2009-02-21T08:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:29:04.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;might be seeing him later ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;going to find the tree top walk ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;asked him abt it ytd and he wanted to go too ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hopefully he can wake up then ..&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________9am_______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt slp well last nite ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thought abt things between me and him in the past few months ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thinking whether shld i make a decision before all's decided ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was hurt by him ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wasnt mad at all ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but just e hurt itself could kill ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i wonder wad i shld do ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i wonder would i even dare get into another r/s again ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mayb this is e good time for us to think ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mayb its better for us to stay lyk tiz for awhile ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to let us think things thru ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e past 3 yrs is something nice, fun, lovely and also partially sad ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there were lovely memories as well as sad memories ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i have to admit,&lt;br /&gt;he became part of me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;his life is added into mine ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and sometimes i feel as if my world revolves ard him ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes it feels good to be loved..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but it isnt nice when i had to worry abt him so much ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its nv nice to worry and nag at someone ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just that whether e person deserve it or not ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i didnt mean to be lyk ur mum to nag and stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but sometimes i didnt know wad were u doing ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ive had worries ..&lt;br /&gt;but u didnt understand why ..&lt;br /&gt;sigh ..&lt;br /&gt;met him up just now ..&lt;br /&gt;went to e reservoir and it rained ..&lt;br /&gt;we shared e same umbrella and it felt good ..&lt;br /&gt;but however ..&lt;br /&gt;it felt awkward ..&lt;br /&gt;but i still like to be with him ..&lt;br /&gt;went home and he tagged along too ..&lt;br /&gt;he came up awhile den went off ..&lt;br /&gt;i tried to hold him,&lt;br /&gt;but he didnt want to ..&lt;br /&gt;felt rejected but i hid it ..&lt;br /&gt;im tired of being weak .. ):&lt;br /&gt;but i couldnt be strong either ..&lt;br /&gt;sigh ~&lt;br /&gt;and i started to miss him again already ..&lt;br /&gt;couldnt finish up dinner just now ..&lt;br /&gt;didnt have the mood and appetite ..&lt;br /&gt;and im exhausted ..&lt;br /&gt;i thank him for spending some time with me ..&lt;br /&gt;even though we know it feels weird ..&lt;br /&gt;but i still appreciate it ..&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE HIM ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-3117018207318350074?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3117018207318350074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/3117018207318350074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/might-be-seeing-him-later.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-2466093718192983684</id><published>2009-02-20T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T20:21:26.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1st day of no sleeping ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i couldnt ..&lt;br /&gt;i tried to be strong but i cant ..&lt;br /&gt;i told myself to slp last nite but i cant ..&lt;br /&gt;i miss him deep down in my heart ..&lt;br /&gt;but what to do ??&lt;br /&gt;sigh ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-2466093718192983684?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/2466093718192983684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/2466093718192983684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/1st-day-of-no-sleeping.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-6344088166870869802</id><published>2009-02-19T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T19:46:48.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i agreed to leave also ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i didnt understand why am i missing him now again ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;life w/o him ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;can i survive ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i know i can ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im still missing him deep down in my heart ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i regret not hugging him longer ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but however ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it'll still be the same ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i mss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss the feeling of the rings on my fingers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss the feeling of the necklace on my neck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss the feeling when you kiss my lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss the feeling when we cuddle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss the feeing when you hugged me tightly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss the feeling when you say you love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;afterall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;youve stepped into my life for 3 yrs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just as ive stepped into yours too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ppl used to say its not worth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but onli i know whether is it worth or not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i know youre worth it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that would be it ........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-6344088166870869802?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6344088166870869802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6344088166870869802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-agreed-to-leave-also.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-7908020871536532406</id><published>2009-02-19T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:28:48.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we're not lovers .. but hopefully we still can be friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its at least an improvement we talked thru it ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we've agreed to a break tym ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;or mayb a break up ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im not sure anymore ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my mind wasnt working ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my world's starting to spin again ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i nid a rest .. i very long rest ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i promised to be strong .. and i will do it ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hugged him for e last time just now ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i hinted for a hug .. and he did ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tightly hugged ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yet i let go first ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i turned and walked off ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just like drama series ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but bcuz i didnt wan my tears on his shirt ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;however ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my love for you ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;still continues ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hope yours does too ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ILY **&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-7908020871536532406?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7908020871536532406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7908020871536532406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/were-not-lovers.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-1348607901837653719</id><published>2009-02-19T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T01:08:59.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks snoopy sis for talking to me ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks alot alot alot !! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;although i still dun feel right ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i feel a teeny weeny better .. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but anyway, just like ive said ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;one would onli nid once to learn their lesson ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;while im a dumber person so i need alot ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;heh !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-1348607901837653719?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1348607901837653719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1348607901837653719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/thanks-snoopy-sis-for-talking-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-2399237632768364135</id><published>2009-02-18T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:14:12.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i suddenly felt myself feeling heavy hearted ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wished dere would be someone here for me now ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss him .. and i wished he's here now ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it somehow seemed abit impossible ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate e feeling when we quarrel ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate it when im being left alone ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate it when i couldnt slp and couldnt eat ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;today ive had no appetite for food ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;had sudden cravings for soya milk ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and bought it ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ended up onli causing me more pain ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stomach pain ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sister is good ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;talked to me when i needed someone ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kind and helpful sister ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;好心会有好报的 ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;skipped lunch and dinner ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;didnt haf appetite for anything ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;diarrhea-ed and vomited ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dosed off on the floor ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OMG ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and to speak seriously, i didnt slp a wink last nite ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and just went to sch today ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;had a slpy face ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;grandma moving hse today and until now when its 9pm ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;daddy isnt back yet ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;morning till now ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tok kong !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i seriously wanna hug him now to let myself be assured ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i could be harsh in my words ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but im soft within ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im always a softie when it comes to love ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im easily touched and emotional ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just hoped everything could go back to how it was in the past ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just hoped that nothings been in surprise for me and him within me ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e last thing i need now is surprises within me ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and wad i nid now is him with me ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;seriously .. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and I LOVE YOU REALLY ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-2399237632768364135?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/2399237632768364135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/2399237632768364135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-suddenly-felt-myself-feeling-heavy.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-1630719718339973489</id><published>2009-02-17T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:17:49.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i nid a talk, i nid a hug ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i nid someone to listen to me ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my head's aching ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my world's spinning ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my food's being vomited out ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and im worried ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but yet ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;once again ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-1630719718339973489?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1630719718339973489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/1630719718339973489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-nid-talk-i-nid-hug.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-7924238252388490697</id><published>2009-02-16T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:51:45.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes i duno who's true and who's not ..&lt;br /&gt;i dun feel safe ..&lt;br /&gt;i felt as if the whole world is going to lie to me ..&lt;br /&gt;in fac the whole wide world is lying to me ..&lt;br /&gt;thats wad i felt ..&lt;br /&gt;i duno who i can trust ..&lt;br /&gt;who i cant ..&lt;br /&gt;those that i can trust, i duno whether is there going to be a consequence for saying the truth ..&lt;br /&gt;im tired ..&lt;br /&gt;im wearing a mask facing everyone ..&lt;br /&gt;and im tired of it ..&lt;br /&gt;im tired of being little good girl ..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be bad and lead my own life ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tired of sch, tired of life, tired of living in this world ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to add in some colours in my blog, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;posting a pic when me and laogong webcam..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we webcam-in and talking on the fone at the same time .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/SZmZJThFRNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SuMo5je9MbA/s1600-h/webcam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303438421342373074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/SZmZJThFRNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SuMo5je9MbA/s320/webcam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-7924238252388490697?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7924238252388490697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7924238252388490697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/sometimes-i-duno-whos-true-and-whos-not.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/SZmZJThFRNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SuMo5je9MbA/s72-c/webcam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-6958325182259758467</id><published>2009-02-13T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:03:19.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;wad a good day it is .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its the good friday isnt it ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;last night had a tiff with laogong ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this morning kena nag by mummy ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;go to sch headache abt some stupid shocking news ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then thou it'll be better ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;laogong and me ok lerx ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then went toa payoh with family ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ended up being scolded dumb by daddy ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fuck this day man !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i duno wad im supposed to be thinkin of ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just a bad day for me ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sigh ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im starting to get envious when i see my friends all starting to get married and have their kids ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want a family of my own ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but im far too young now ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can only dream then ........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-6958325182259758467?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6958325182259758467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6958325182259758467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/wad-good-day-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-6962854562038629557</id><published>2009-02-11T20:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:34:06.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;has been playing games ever since ive joined facebook ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nowadays only have time for assignments ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the next assignment on hand would be the maths CA2 ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to be passed up on this coming saturday ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which is the damn valentines day ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quite upset abt it ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cant celebrate again ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and its our 4th time celebrating it ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i realised he's abit weird recently ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it makes me feel so scared ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i felt unwanted like, once again ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont feel safe ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna feel protected again .. but yet .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where did our lovely memories go ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where did your gentleness go ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where did your treating me like a princess mood go ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i felt so not being cherished ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i felt as if i was bothering you ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i felt im to be kicked into outerspace ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and not hang ard you bothering you and your life ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont know wad else to do now ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im stucked ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;terribly stucked ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can you pls tell me im wrong abt my instincts ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sigh ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;adding some pics to add in colours ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;showing pics of my pet society game in facebook ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my pet, lovelove's house .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nice leh !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her living room ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/SZQtF2aJ9eI/AAAAAAAAAJI/5p99vJ6_Erk/s1600-h/ps-pic+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301912239849731554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/SZQtF2aJ9eI/AAAAAAAAAJI/5p99vJ6_Erk/s320/ps-pic+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her bedroom..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301912241546262738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/SZQtF8uo-NI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/6lioD20wrbg/s320/ps-pic+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;she laughed when she saw the diamond rings laogong bought for her ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301912244117977058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/SZQtGGTyN-I/AAAAAAAAAJY/jU8pnlA_Wak/s320/ps-pic+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;her play room ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301912243153225586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/SZQtGCtxR3I/AAAAAAAAAJg/pMFWzrwj6j8/s320/ps%3Dpic+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301912243877046578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/SZQtGFaV6TI/AAAAAAAAAJo/T8cQVyuzjN4/s320/ps-pic+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;her bathroom ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301912567608177826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/SZQtY7Z29KI/AAAAAAAAAJw/C4pXy5XVecA/s320/ps-pic+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;her leisure room .. (w/ pool table)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301912566193146418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/SZQtY2IfSjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/0YVqsiTjakw/s320/ps-pic+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301912565722979810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/SZQtY0YZHeI/AAAAAAAAAKA/JlmQnk66ttM/s320/ps-pic+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and lastly,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;her diningroom ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301912568593852546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/SZQtY_E3KII/AAAAAAAAAKI/sUlTVx88A2Y/s320/ps-pic+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301912569469808546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/SZQtZCVtL6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/2kWziVeo7vc/s320/ps-pic+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i seriously dont know wad is wrong alrdy ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i miss him, the past few days him ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;even if im being unreasonable, i still want the past few days him ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;he treats me well those few days ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and then he's gone ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;he said he's studying, he said its his exam period ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;he was fierce to me just now ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;not even friendly when i said he seemed weird ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and i cried again ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ive been crying my nights away these days ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ive been crying to slp ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ive been stressed up until i dont know wads happening to my body ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ive been losing slp, giddy-ness and feeling nausea sometimes ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;maybe ive not been able to slp well ever since tt incident ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i didnt wanna cry myself to slp anymore ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i need a rest .. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mayb i was too sensitive ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but my instincts always tells me when things happens ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i need to focus on myself more ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;on my studies ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and my body ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;if im still feeling sick in this manner, im gonna see a doc soon ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hopefully, theres no changes in me ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wished nothing has happened and we're still in lala land ~&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/32544282-6962854562038629557?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6962854562038629557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/6962854562038629557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/has-been-playing-games-ever-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FtSd8pvpsqU/SZQtF2aJ9eI/AAAAAAAAAJI/5p99vJ6_Erk/s72-c/ps-pic+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-596954586211067079</id><published>2009-02-09T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:40:15.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont know wad is wrong now ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no replies ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im worried ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and who knows ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vomited a second time after dinner ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont know waad is happening to me ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont know wad is wrong ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;giddy-ness is back and i dont know where it came from ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but pls bring it back ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32544282-596954586211067079?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/596954586211067079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/596954586211067079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-know-wad-is-wrong-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jasline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04129697862786556664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32544282.post-7733662486377616184</id><published>2009-02-09T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:06:51.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;im exhausted, im tired ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im nt feeling right nor im feeling well ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt know wad happened and i just felt restless ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nothing's wrong with me but i still dont know wad happened ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just feel like slacking at home and not attending school ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel like just staying home and sleep my whole day away ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im tired of thinking abt so many things before i go to bed each night ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its terribly exhausting ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my dark eye circles are visible, my eye bags and popping out ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i look like a zombie from the ancient times now ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and its really terrible ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;someone pls help me, &lt;em&gt;please ?&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/32544282-7733662486377616184?l=jasline-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7733662486377616184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32544282/posts/default/7733662486377616184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasline-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-exhausted-im-tired.html' 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