<?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-7675376127691184374</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:20:22.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-5808227230559904727</id><published>2010-06-13T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T13:39:49.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi folks, it's me again. *waves* once in a while turned out to be a year since i last blogged. wow, phew.. it's strange when wow and phew are put together isn't it. an expression of amazement and relief. well, that sort of sums up my year actually :) i am really thankful for everything, for all that had happened and all that did not happen, an opportunity to live every second and worry little about tomorrow. i am also more 'seasoned' now, speaking of life experience and on growing up. we are supposed to age both physically and mentally right. hehe. i must not tell you that i  freaked out to the sight of my cheek creases. it's mentally disturbing ... T.T but then hor, it sorf of makes my smile more charming .. HMM. hehe. presently done with 2/5 of my studying years, sailing on to third year in july. still very innocent. i mean medically ahahahahahahhahaha, lots to learn, coming soon. reading back previous posts brings back reminiscence. all still sound very me.. ahahahaha. many years later i would reread these again and say the same thing i think. certainly i am a product of my past but i have changed for better. it's not just for me but i want to say this to everybody, we are a product of our past but we are not a prisoner of our past.. so move forward and change for better, don't get chained in a bad past. aight. yes you can. once upon a time, a friend said to me, don't regret the decisions you make and up till today, these 6 words have been the pillar of my decision-making process. thanks pal. then...what happens if i made the wrong decision? don't regret but repent. out of religious context, it means change of mind and attitude basically. aiyaya, i didn't plan what to write here initially so these words as they flow, i guess i tend to write whatever that comes to my mind and ..reflections and lessons learned.. here they are. im still a crappu. ahahahaha. lot less though......... must be the effect of constipation. it deprives me of the inspiration and creative power  to crap due to the high energy consumption of defecating attempts. sad. it's getting late anyway.. my new blog link is &lt;a href="http://www.stuckblink.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.stuckblink.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. goodnight and have a good day. God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-5808227230559904727?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5808227230559904727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=5808227230559904727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5808227230559904727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5808227230559904727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi-folks-its-me-again.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-4242294260627520294</id><published>2009-07-14T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T05:52:09.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i have got a new blog. but i will still blog here once in a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;jessyp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-4242294260627520294?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4242294260627520294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=4242294260627520294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4242294260627520294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4242294260627520294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-got-new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-7857182190586073065</id><published>2009-07-07T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:00:03.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heya smiley face</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it takes little to make me happy and thankful, i think it is the greatest gift. lipin told me he wants to learn swimming and i feel happy for him. i find delight when i strike a conversation with a person whom i don’t feel like talking to because by the end of the conversation, all i know is how silly am i to hold a meaningless grudge. simple ‘good mornings’ make my day and so does the warm morning sunshine. lee keng’s smile and her cookie treat are simply fantastic, thanks babe. when i told my father i was sick few days ago he got worried sick, and i was really touched.. i feel like crying as i am typing this out. i am thankful for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much it takes to make me sad? i don’t know. this sadness goes away too quickly, i can’t measure. Sometimes it’s paroxsymal... i am sad when i see people i love upset. i am sad when there is an electricity shortage in the hostel... haha.. no, that’s more of annoyed. i am sad.. because.. when.. i can’t remember.. don’t have to.. sadness is clearly insignificant in my life for i have no memories of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there’s nothing to brag about.. i have a fragile heart.. it doesn’t shatter easily but there is always the ocassional crack.. but i think my heart is fragilely happyphillic.. -.- i weep more when i am happy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-7857182190586073065?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/7857182190586073065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=7857182190586073065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/7857182190586073065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/7857182190586073065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/07/heya-smiley-face.html' title='heya smiley face'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-5934401366715071628</id><published>2009-06-30T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T09:36:58.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;surat untuk poison ivy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;adehh, runsing pasal apa pun tak tahu lah. tapi yang pasti bukan pasal orang. tak kisah daaa. cam sial aja. bukan marah tapi fruss. pasal pelajaran kut. sem baru sial jugak, reti cam tak reti, baca sama tak baca, dah hilang tempo. sori la ni dah desperate sgt, dah annoyed tahap ape dah lagi-lagi si poi dah lama tak online, hilang tempat redah perasaan. poi mane ko? restaurant ko dah tutup oiii, tepung dah berkulat! biar la ko tak baca pun blog ni. aku bercakap dengan dinding. hehe. sok ade kwn nak visit gonggong. kwn lama. harap2 jadi. yg sebnarnya aku ok, mlm ni cuaca baik, aku suke. mood pun ok. tpi hati cam pilu.. kira tak ok kan. entah mengapa. byk nak study. T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cepat la balik kwn! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-5934401366715071628?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5934401366715071628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=5934401366715071628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5934401366715071628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5934401366715071628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/06/surat-untuk-poison-ivy.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-3040871569634523941</id><published>2009-06-30T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T06:38:08.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>人外有人，天外有天</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-3040871569634523941?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3040871569634523941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=3040871569634523941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/3040871569634523941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/3040871569634523941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='人外有人，天外有天'/><author><name>linkeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795048894762225056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-5316007479008308597</id><published>2009-06-29T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:17:03.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whats in a name (by lin keong)</title><content type='html'>was browsing through when i saw my sister's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this funny thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually an irish/asian guy who hides his true feelings. His love for someone is very complex. He may love a certain person, but another close person even more without showing any emotion towards that person.&lt;br /&gt;colin has always wanted to be with Teresea, but secretely with Gessie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swt, I wonder who put that definition in&lt;p&gt; The definition is as complex as his love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, search up your name at urbandictionary.com and see how it is defined&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-5316007479008308597?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5316007479008308597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=5316007479008308597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5316007479008308597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5316007479008308597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-in-name-by-lin-keong.html' title='whats in a name (by lin keong)'/><author><name>linkeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795048894762225056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-996181177919148638</id><published>2009-06-27T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T08:12:24.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy brithday amabel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;our CG 03 celebrated amabel's birthday yesterday at Wong Kok Kok. hehehaha. it was a fun night with the many people who turned up :) along with that, amabel also dressed up nicely with make-up on and she looked exceptionally pretty (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a feast to my eyes!) heh. then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;clarence asked us to report about one good thing we had had throughout the week, i was literally speechless.. i guessed i had a bad week :X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but if i were given a chance to reverse time to fix what might have been bad, i would fix nothing. yes. what went wrong doesn't bother me because i am not afraid to lose. because i have stopped expecting. in spite of that, i always give my 100% in everything i do. that is what that matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-996181177919148638?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/996181177919148638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=996181177919148638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/996181177919148638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/996181177919148638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-brithday-amabel.html' title='happy brithday amabel'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-887462013376449622</id><published>2009-06-21T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T06:53:14.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>endorphin-deficient.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;treat me doc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-887462013376449622?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/887462013376449622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=887462013376449622' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/887462013376449622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/887462013376449622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/06/endorphin-deficient.html' title='endorphin-deficient.'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-4084053146690981486</id><published>2009-06-19T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T11:26:49.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scary T.T (lin keong)</title><content type='html'>Drag me to hell is really scary! After watching Ju On 5-6 times I thought I would be immune to all horror movies, but this really made me grip my chair too bad I didnt shout, people around me were screaming like hell. This is one horror movie that did not make me fall asleep halfway through&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-4084053146690981486?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4084053146690981486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=4084053146690981486' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4084053146690981486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4084053146690981486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/06/scary-tt-lin-keong.html' title='scary T.T (lin keong)'/><author><name>linkeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795048894762225056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-7642257079121902855</id><published>2009-06-17T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T03:23:19.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>make me a doll</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;these words stringed together are solely for the writer's own purpose. it's a form of liberation of the unspoken words, which need not be heard nor judged by anyone. it's not a public deliverance. stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the smell of coffee heals the weary soul. every sip generates an oomph, rousing the numb mind. laid on the bed, being toasted to the tip. and going dumbfounded. my eyes are magnetically glued to a corner where there lies nothing but an empty table. blank as if the mind is hynoptised. it is strange. strange but pleasing. to the notion of need not to think about any thoughts. make me a doll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-7642257079121902855?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/7642257079121902855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-2594296078810336605</id><published>2009-06-11T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T04:58:13.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chris Pine ..ohhh.. breathless...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i had dyspnoea watching him in Blind Dating. my heart literally stopped beating for a good few seconds at one point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am not joking O.O he killed me! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i fell in love with his character and his good looks. awesome smile, super charming,.. omg breathless.. a little ego perhaps but that is what makes a man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he reigns my list of favs now after hyun bin :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;danny.. come, take me away.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eQLwt89ec0U&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eQLwt89ec0U&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-2594296078810336605?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2594296078810336605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=2594296078810336605' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/2594296078810336605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/2594296078810336605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/06/chris-pine-ohhh-breathless.html' title='Chris Pine ..ohhh.. breathless...'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-4245164937020291163</id><published>2009-06-10T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:33:11.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Lord.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a thousand times i have failed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;still Your mercy remains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and should i stumble again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;still i am caught in Your grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the art of losing myself in bringing you praise.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i am not ashamed.. never will.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i am drowned.. this second.. nothing matters..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-6917359736798298904</id><published>2009-06-09T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:50:38.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>angel.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VK9qfVQ4Z04&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VK9qfVQ4Z04&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div 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title='angel.......'/><author><name>linkeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795048894762225056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-7641244818910419790</id><published>2009-06-06T21:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:41:56.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've learned   (lin keong)</title><content type='html'>By Omer B. Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that you cannot make someone love you.&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is be someone who can be loved.&lt;br /&gt;The rest is up to them.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that no matter how much I care,&lt;br /&gt;some people just don’t care back.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that it takes years to build up trust&lt;br /&gt;and only seconds to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that it’s not what you have in your life&lt;br /&gt;but who you have in your life that counts.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that you can get by on charm for about fifteen minutes.&lt;br /&gt;After that, you’d better know something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that you shouldn’t compare yourself&lt;br /&gt;to the best others can do,&lt;br /&gt;but to the best you can do.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that it’s not what happens to people,&lt;br /&gt;It’s what they do about it that matters.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that no matter how thin you slice it,&lt;br /&gt;there are always two sides.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that you should always talk to loved ones with loving words.&lt;br /&gt;It may be the last time you’ll see them.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that you can keep going&lt;br /&gt;long after you think you can’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that heroes are the people who do what has to be done&lt;br /&gt;When it needs to be done,&lt;br /&gt;regardless of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that there are people who love you dearly,&lt;br /&gt;but just don’t know how to show it.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that sometimes when I’m angry I have the right to be angry,&lt;br /&gt;but that doesn’t give me the right to be cruel.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that true friendship continues to grow even over the longest distance.&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for true love.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that just because someone doesn’t love you the way you want them to doesn’t mean they don’t love you with all they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that no matter how good a friend is,&lt;br /&gt;they’re going to hurt you every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;and you must forgive them for that.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that it isn’t always enough to be forgiven by others.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that no matter how bad your heart is broken,&lt;br /&gt;the world doesn’t stop for your grief.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that our background and circumstances may influence who we are,&lt;br /&gt;but we are responsible for who we become.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that just because two people argue, it doesn’t mean they don’t love each other.&lt;br /&gt;And just because they don’t argue, it doesn’t mean they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that sometimes you have to put the individual&lt;br /&gt;ahead of their actions.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that no matter the consequences,&lt;br /&gt;those who are honest with themselves go farther in life.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that your life can be changed in a matter of hours&lt;br /&gt;by people who don’t even know you.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that even when you think you have no more to give,&lt;br /&gt;when a friend cries out to you,&lt;br /&gt;you will find the strength to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that writing,&lt;br /&gt;as well as talking,&lt;br /&gt;can ease emotional pains.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that the people you care most about in life&lt;br /&gt;are taken from you too soon.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that it’s hard to determine where to draw the line between being nice&lt;br /&gt;and not hurting people’s feelings and standing up for what you believe.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned to love&lt;br /&gt;and be loved.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-7641244818910419790?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-4317976654236057027</id><published>2009-06-06T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:26:03.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a sweet and sour holiday package</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;one more week to the start of Year 2, foresee a great deal of workload and stress. hmm. don't be dreaded yo, embrace it with greater deal of hope and determination! *&lt;strong&gt;tepuk-tepuk dada tanda semangat*&lt;/strong&gt; ahahaha. holidays had been fruitful so far, been to Genting, Melaka and Tangkak, Johor. good experience, good food! and the opportunity to spend time with friends and family, all was good. less $$$, less sleep but all was put to good use (i think), haha. but i had some embarrassing and sad moments too. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on a serious note, i have something to say. just a piece of my mind, i don't know how to express it best but i will try my best. perhaps you may find it debatable but not here not now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;life is not pathetic, it can be and it will be because you choose the path that leads to it. and some people have no means of choosing the path of their lives, their lives are unfortunately downcast by nature, all is bad, all is bad. but still, you can choose, to be happy. of course you think i am crazy. how to be happy when you are penniless, bleak and barren, becoming the object of laughters, obsolated? why not? i have no money but i am living. i am stupid but i have many good friends. i am ugly but i can speak and laugh. the only obstacle is our very own pride, jealousy, greed, human nature by all means. don't laugh and think i am shallow. you are as shallow as me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;some people criticise religions saying how these religions manipulate and take advantage of people who are desperate by giving them hopes and new life. it's easy how fast you pass a judgement because you have not been&lt;em&gt; there&lt;/em&gt;, you don't see any needs for that and you mock those yearning for God's love. you deride all you want, while the people who have hopes and faith continue to relish in the food for soul, finding joy in times of despair, hoping you will see what they see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hope or faith as strong as the strength of a twig bears nothing. makes no difference. it takes much more than that. disappointments. failures. deaths. one after another. i am yet to understand completely but persistance is the key. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i cannot break myself into two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i wish i know what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i cannot read minds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;neither do i expect you to read mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if i am the reason for your sorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;do you know i am equally sorrowed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;damn you fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for nobody is perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;faulty us both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you can go your way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there will be a void in the friendship pool upon your absence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;only to be filled by you when you return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-4317976654236057027?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-4455877184348080467</id><published>2009-06-05T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:30:24.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;jessica hong yoke poh is a forgetful person. :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-4455877184348080467?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4455877184348080467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=4455877184348080467' title='1 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bBYZIu5gBg0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bBYZIu5gBg0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's so blurry&lt;br /&gt;and everyone's so fake&lt;br /&gt;and everybody's empty&lt;br /&gt;and everything is so messed up&lt;br /&gt;................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-2781057192738376798?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lol'/><author><name>linkeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795048894762225056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-974127482102581116</id><published>2009-05-27T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T09:07:24.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lonely panda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uQEIcaFBG0/Sh1kPO-dtPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_c5aJ-pqqEk/s1600-h/27052009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uQEIcaFBG0/Sh1kPO-dtPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_c5aJ-pqqEk/s400/27052009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340534946012181746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hark who's there? whats that sitting alone at the road side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uQEIcaFBG0/Sh1khDF4SdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PfbOqZiz-BI/s1600-h/27052009(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uQEIcaFBG0/Sh1khDF4SdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PfbOqZiz-BI/s400/27052009(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340535252059703762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoom in! oh what is that panda doing all alone by the road side? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesiannya its so cold and dark there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the blur photos because I took the pictures while i was driving and using a camera phone (2mp nokia 6120).&lt;div 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panda'/><author><name>linkeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795048894762225056</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uQEIcaFBG0/Sh1kPO-dtPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_c5aJ-pqqEk/s72-c/27052009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-2208121867039104008</id><published>2009-05-27T06:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T06:26:47.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its raining</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gGqciSysmsg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gGqciSysmsg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umbrella Hokkien Version&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-2208121867039104008?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2208121867039104008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=2208121867039104008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/2208121867039104008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've nothing in mind while writing this except.. to complain about the hot weather. wahaha. seriously, it's getting ridiculously hotter and hotterr and hotterrrr each day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and girl, have i been sweating like a pig. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but pigs don't sweat like human, do they? and if they do, how will they look like.? does a dog sweat.? *types &lt;em&gt;does a dog sweat? &lt;/em&gt;in google search box* haha. i mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;like can you actually see the sweat on their fur? sweaty fur? O.O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so, it's really hot in here, practically everywhere where i have been to. i am roasted alive by the heat, killing me hotly.. LOL. it's so hot that i can say goodbye to my epilator! ha ha ha. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the holidays have started and so far so good i would say eventhough not very happening but i am not complaining b-e-cause i enjoy bumming at homeeeeee yee-haa! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the only downside is i have some homework to do. yes, that's right! but i am not complaining ok. and the self goes,&lt;em&gt; right.. -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the only thing i am complaining about is the weather.. T_T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sorry to complain yet not doing anything to save the earth from global warming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;fine,.. i will use towel instead of tissue.. to wipe wipe my tears.. sweat i mean..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-1144749005547600689?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/1144749005547600689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=1144749005547600689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/1144749005547600689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/1144749005547600689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/05/rain-down-on-me.html' title='rain down on me!'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-757153341454638129</id><published>2009-05-21T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T09:23:30.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;argh!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;frustrated! mana mau lepas geram nia?! argh! geram geram celolo geram geram geram geram geram geram celolo geram geram geram geram geram celolo geram geram celolo argh! sedih sedih! sedih bangat! geram geram geram geram! mengapa?! argh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzZZZzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;aah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-757153341454638129?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/757153341454638129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=757153341454638129' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/757153341454638129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/757153341454638129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/05/argh-frustrated-mana-mau-lepas-geram.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-4500275811409978882</id><published>2009-05-16T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T06:48:34.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;met a guitar pro today, or so i heard.. hmmmm. pretty tan, quiet. pretty cool. we spoke a little. pretty eyes i thought.. lol. he was in the band.. can't help but staring at him, back and fro.. fingers snaking along the strings like pro.. wow.. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-4500275811409978882?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4500275811409978882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=4500275811409978882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4500275811409978882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4500275811409978882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/05/met-guitar-pro-today-or-so-i-heard.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-2360491536191917355</id><published>2009-05-15T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T06:10:51.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Terima kasih. Apa yang dijanjikan telah termakbul. Akan ku usaha buat yang terbaik untukMu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-2360491536191917355?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2360491536191917355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=2360491536191917355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/2360491536191917355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/2360491536191917355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/05/terima-kasih.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-3270502997266175733</id><published>2009-05-13T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:29:46.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one last breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5yY1Nrznh4I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5yY1Nrznh4I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-3270502997266175733?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3270502997266175733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=3270502997266175733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/3270502997266175733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/3270502997266175733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-last-breath.html' title='one last breath'/><author><name>linkeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795048894762225056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-4670090178633248366</id><published>2009-05-12T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T11:51:53.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gee Gee Gee</title><content type='html'>Dont get nightmares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hwh2ciDdLt4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hwh2ciDdLt4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow someone reminds me of wailoo lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-4670090178633248366?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4670090178633248366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=4670090178633248366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4670090178633248366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4670090178633248366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/05/gee-gee-gee.html' title='Gee Gee Gee'/><author><name>linkeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795048894762225056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-410767778012666367</id><published>2009-05-05T02:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T02:54:26.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kayunya budak nie (lin keong)</title><content type='html'>Has anybody called you blur or kayu? If yes beat this! Lol this happened this morning at 3.45am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police: Kenapa tak berhenti lampu merah?&lt;br /&gt;LK: O&lt;br /&gt;Police: Mana IC dan lesen?&lt;br /&gt;LK: *gives him MyKad*&lt;br /&gt;Police: Mana lesen?&lt;br /&gt;LK: dalam MyKad&lt;br /&gt;Police: Ye ke? Kalau nanti saya check tak dapat saya saman satu lagi tak bawak lesen memandu&lt;br /&gt;LK: O&lt;br /&gt;Police: You kerja apa?&lt;br /&gt;LK : Pelajar&lt;br /&gt;Police: Tinggal kat mana?&lt;br /&gt;LK: Cheras&lt;br /&gt;Police: Belajar apa?&lt;br /&gt;LK: Perubatan&lt;br /&gt;Police: Nak jadi doctor ke?&lt;br /&gt;LK : Ya&lt;br /&gt;Police: Doctor apa?&lt;br /&gt;LK : Biasa je&lt;br /&gt;Police: Tak belajar gigi ke mata ke?&lt;br /&gt;LK: O&lt;br /&gt;Police: Biasanya 5 tahun kan?&lt;br /&gt;LK : Ya&lt;br /&gt;Police: Kursus lain semua 3 tahun kan?&lt;br /&gt;LK : Ya&lt;br /&gt;Police: Apasal MyKad you tak boleh baca?&lt;br /&gt;LK: O&lt;br /&gt;Police: You tengok "Ralat" la&lt;br /&gt;LK: Tak tau, sudah tukar 2 kali&lt;br /&gt;Police: Sebab you simpan dalam dompet pastu letak plastik nanti ada wap air la, rosaklah. You doktor you tau kan?&lt;br /&gt;LK : O&lt;br /&gt;Police : Bapa you kerja ape?&lt;br /&gt;LK: Engineer&lt;br /&gt;Police: Banyak duit tu&lt;br /&gt;LK : O&lt;br /&gt;Police: Kesian la bapak you kena bayar makan, lagi sekarang saman&lt;br /&gt;LK : O&lt;br /&gt;Police: You nak tempoh bayaran berapa lama? 1 bulan?&lt;br /&gt;LK: OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another police gets down from the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police 2: *Takes out something to write* Mana lesen?&lt;br /&gt;Police 1: tak boleh baca. Ralat.&lt;br /&gt;Police 2: Lesen P ?&lt;br /&gt;LK: D&lt;br /&gt;Police 2: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;LK : Penuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like copying something down from my IC and Zi Xuan IC&lt;br /&gt;At the end he looks at me and zi xuan for awhile, then enters the car&lt;br /&gt;then we 2 look at each other macam blur&lt;br /&gt;tak tau nak buat ape&lt;br /&gt;then the police signal&lt;br /&gt;then i go and ask, kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police 2: jalan la , apasal tak jalan, you student ma&lt;br /&gt;LK : O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Zi Xuan, the policeman wanted to mintak rasuah actually tapi too bad the met Mr Kayu this morning. I dont understand any hints or whatever signal that anyone is trying to give me, so if anyone wanted anything they should ask directly lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now where is that 2 girls from form 6 that can testify my kayuness LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that policeman doesnt shoot himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note: The police waja is in quite bad shape, I can hear the tappet noise from a distance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-410767778012666367?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/410767778012666367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=410767778012666367' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/410767778012666367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/410767778012666367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/05/kayunya-budak-nie.html' title='kayunya budak nie (lin keong)'/><author><name>linkeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795048894762225056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-6952068815620253977</id><published>2009-05-04T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T05:21:24.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;penatnya. hmm, mana justin timberlake ku..?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-6952068815620253977?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/6952068815620253977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=6952068815620253977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/6952068815620253977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/6952068815620253977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/05/penatnya.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-4211367679444018850</id><published>2009-05-01T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:21:07.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;argh ! i am distracted. lol. i want the exam to be over soon ! pleaseeeeeeeeeee ! so that i can divorce the med books and be married to fun. but noooooooo ! have not finished studying yet ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so mean ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;agagaggagagagagagaggaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;argh ! distracted distracted !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;on an unrelated note, i realised my choice of a life partner lies on the two extremes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-4211367679444018850?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4211367679444018850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=4211367679444018850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4211367679444018850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4211367679444018850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/05/argh-i-am-distracted.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-412605372859293835</id><published>2009-04-29T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T07:17:39.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hi pa and ma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wah, my parents found out about this blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello pa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello ma! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;welcome! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to pa and ma : this blog got two writers, the other writer is lin keong, he was the one who bought the rm700 printer. not me. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ok, byebye. i miss you all back home. please take care. no worries about being too public about personal stuff.. i know how to take care of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-412605372859293835?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/412605372859293835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=412605372859293835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/412605372859293835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/412605372859293835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-pa-and-ma.html' title='hi pa and ma'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-6786687798347042448</id><published>2009-04-26T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:42:46.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just a thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i will remember you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the sparkle in your eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and your humility. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;how you are pretty funny too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i wish we met a time way back then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;beautiful stranger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-6786687798347042448?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/6786687798347042448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=6786687798347042448' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/6786687798347042448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/6786687798347042448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-thought.html' title='just a thought.'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-7164539127165513975</id><published>2009-04-24T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:48:13.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday ruth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;two days late. the evil queen** celebrated her 21st on the 23/04/2009. i am sorry ruther cause i did not make it to the gathering. forgive me, pleassssssse T_____________T i will buy glue for you to mend your broken heart. T__________T i am joking ruther. you can pecahkan my kepala the next time we meet. sorry. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyways, here i wish you from the bottom of my heart, no belated because ... i wrote this on the 23rd, just not posted then. so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RUTH @ ruther @ puchi @ retainer G @ vinoth !!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328491444159004962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SfKavKXOQSI/AAAAAAAAASU/mIYOcg0FjBM/s320/ruther.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the beautiful one. :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SfKd9g-7xdI/AAAAAAAAASs/zdxOzsEx3z8/s1600-h/ruth+menya,pah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328494989284197842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SfKd9g-7xdI/AAAAAAAAASs/zdxOzsEx3z8/s200/ruth+menya,pah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SfKgOqmYnBI/AAAAAAAAAS0/due4bFX3oq0/s1600-h/ruther+strawberry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328497482946616338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SfKgOqmYnBI/AAAAAAAAAS0/due4bFX3oq0/s320/ruther+strawberry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hehe, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;love you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;thanks for everything. you the one who never fail to inspire me, even till today. i wish you all the best in all that you do ruther. Continue to shine for His Glory and God bless. missing ya. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**evil queen = awesome-est person according to jessyp's dictionary not under the influence of fairy tales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-7164539127165513975?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/7164539127165513975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=7164539127165513975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/7164539127165513975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/7164539127165513975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-ruth.html' title='happy birthday ruth!'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SfKavKXOQSI/AAAAAAAAASU/mIYOcg0FjBM/s72-c/ruther.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-8326464208059566304</id><published>2009-04-21T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T11:33:51.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp C&lt;br /&gt;in the fullness of your grace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp E&lt;br /&gt;in the power of your name,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp  D &amp;nbsp  G&lt;br /&gt;you lift me up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C &amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp D&lt;br /&gt;you lift me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-8326464208059566304?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8326464208059566304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=8326464208059566304' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/8326464208059566304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/8326464208059566304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/04/c-in-fullness-of-your-grace-e-in-power.html' title=''/><author><name>linkeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795048894762225056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-4896662662147000737</id><published>2009-04-20T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T12:06:53.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>many times i want to tell you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;how words are sharper than the tip of a sword, pierce right into your heart and there you go a leak of agony from the core, unexpected damage from a known stranger, you thought it was funny but i tell you it is not, say it like you mean it do not act like a fool. ah. i am sorry if i ever acted like one. as now i know how it feels. dang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-4896662662147000737?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4896662662147000737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=4896662662147000737' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4896662662147000737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4896662662147000737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/04/many-times-i-want-to-tell-you.html' title='many times i want to tell you.'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-6062585038698843676</id><published>2009-04-15T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T07:42:53.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a story I received in the mail</title><content type='html'>There was a blind girl who hated herself because she was blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her. She told her boyfriend, 'If I could only see the world, I will marry you.'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;有一位瞎女很討厭自己因為眼睛瞎了。她也討厭每個人，唯一不討厭的是她的男朋友，因為他都常守在她身旁。於是她對她的男朋友說：「如果能讓我看到這個世界，我愿意嫁給你！」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day,someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When the bandages came off, she was able to see everything, including her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一天，有人捐了一對眼精給她。當紗布解開時，她能夠看到一切，包括她的男朋友。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked her, 'Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?' The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that he was blind. The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her. She hadn't expected that. The thought of looking at them the rest of her life&lt;br /&gt;led her to refuse to marry him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男朋友問她：「現在你可以看到這世界，你愿意嫁給我嗎？」那女孩看了男朋友是個瞎子，他那對蓋上眼皮的眼睛嚇到了她，這是她無法想像。她想：要我嫁給他而一生對他這個樣子，我無法接受。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her boyfriend left in tears and days later wrote a note to her saying: 'Take good care of your eyes, my dear, for before they were yours, they were mine.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;於是，她的男朋友很傷心的離開她，幾天後寫了字條給她：「親愛的，請你好好照顧你的眼睛，因為它不是屬於你的之前，它是屬於我的。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the human brain often works when our status changes.&lt;br /&gt;Only a very few remember what life was like before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這也是人的腦會如何做當情況有所變動。只有少許人會記得他或她之前的生活及誰會在身旁當他或她處在困境的時候&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Is a&lt;br /&gt;Gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生命是一份禮物&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today before you say an unkind word - Think of someone who can't speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天，當你要講一句不善之言－－請想想那些無法講話的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you complain about the taste of your food - Think of someone&lt;br /&gt;who has nothing to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當你要埋怨食物的味道時－－請想想那些沒有食物吃的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you complain about your husband or wife - Think of someone who's crying out to GOD for a companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當你要埋怨你的先生或太太時－－請想想那些在向上天哭訴要一個伴侶的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today before you complain about life - Think of someone who died too early on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天，當你要埋怨生活時－－請想想那些太早離開人世間的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you complain about your children - Think of someone who desires children but they're barren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當你要埋怨小孩時－－請想想那些渴望小孩而無能生育的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you argue about your dirty house someone didn't clean or sweep - Think of the people who are living in the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當你要爭論沒有人清理屋子時－－請想想那些住在街邊的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before whining about the distance you drive Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當你在哀訴駕駛的路程－－請想想那些同樣的路程以代步的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you are tired and complain about your job - Think of the unemployed, the disabled, and those who wish they had your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當你很疲備而埋怨工作時－－請想想那些無工作，殘疾的，及那些多麼希望擁有你這份工作的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another - Remember that not one of us is without sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當你想要指著人或互相譴責時－－請記得沒有一個人是無罪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down - Put a smile on your face and think: you're alive and still around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-6062585038698843676?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/6062585038698843676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=6062585038698843676' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/6062585038698843676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/6062585038698843676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-story-i-received-in-mail.html' title='Just a story I received in the mail'/><author><name>linkeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795048894762225056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-5118686876481354508</id><published>2009-04-14T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T07:24:59.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the clown has packed his bag, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;leaving behind his circus of merriment and zzz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heading to the land of books,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;he's taking a train, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a train driven by Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and as long as he's on this train, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;everything will be okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;jess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and here's a note for a dear friend of mine back in high school. thanks natasha su! you taught me well. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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(lin keong)</title><content type='html'>somebody said I am sombong. lol donno why, i am just being lin keong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-3341043160875440964?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3341043160875440964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=3341043160875440964' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/3341043160875440964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/3341043160875440964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-430-am-lin-keong.html' title='its 4.30 am? (lin keong)'/><author><name>linkeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795048894762225056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-233341575723662404</id><published>2009-04-08T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T07:20:45.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the anatomy of the urinary bladder, ureter and urethra upset me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to study anatomy in words is confusing. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i am confused now, and so, upset. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;prollly it's the hormone thingy again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;... .. .. T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then there IS people. people as a singular noun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i am part of the people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and yet, it never fails to amaze me in so many ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;both good and not so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wakakakaka. prolly they have the same thoughts about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the world doesn't go one way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hmmmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok, somewhat i am not upset anymore. anatomy of the urniary system is SO NOT my chill pill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; take a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-233341575723662404?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/233341575723662404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=233341575723662404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/233341575723662404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/233341575723662404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/04/anatomy-of-urinary-bladder-ureter-and.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-5637375593794108255</id><published>2009-04-04T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T15:24:02.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>intermitten flu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it begun with a mild flu in seremban, but cleared off upon returning to kl. such a weak bug. muahhahahaha. my immune prevailed. muaaahahahaha. or so i thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;noooooo, i was wrong T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was hit by the flu bug again after 24hrs (it's not the same bug don't be foolish, it's already mutated!), sneezing and disposing of soaked tissues like nobody's business. a virus attack i am sure. and later that night, i dreamt myself to conciousness and woke up feeling ever dry with a pain in my throat. T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i started sneezing again, and woke my roomie up T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;twas bad. my nasal discharge was unstoppable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the flu sort of subsided the next morning, a tuesday morning. my immune prevailed once again. muaahhhahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but noooo. it came again in the afternoon, missing me. lol. spent the whole afternoon on bed but not asleep. sicked. with a changed voice.. huskily flu-ed lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;by wednesday morning, i woke up feeling groggy and tired but the flu seemed to be gone. i went and took a shower. HA, big mistake. lol. sneezed and had runny nose again. went to practise singing for seniors farewell, with a flu voice :D my nose stopped running when i was singing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;what followed was a series of headaches and stomach ache, with ample of sleep, woke up feeling sleepier than ever, so more sleep. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i had diarrheoa few &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hours ago, and went to bed. so here i am, woke up 4 hrs later, refreshed and truly prevailed this time, decided to give the super bug a recognition. good job. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i must be crazy to say this but i am actually really glad that i fell sick. cause it happened now instead of exam period. cause it suckadee not to be able to study when you want to. T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and now that i have recovered and all well, happily knowing that my immune has reached another level in its league of battle, i urge all to take good care of yourself and health, do stay healthy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-5637375593794108255?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5637375593794108255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=5637375593794108255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5637375593794108255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5637375593794108255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/04/intermitten-flu.html' title='intermitten flu.'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-386304287065881595</id><published>2009-03-24T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:24:57.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and You led me to the path of righteousness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;indeed You have shown me. It's worth the wait, it's all worthy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-386304287065881595?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/386304287065881595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=386304287065881595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/386304287065881595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/386304287065881595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-you-led-me-to-path-of-righteousness.html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-8186611899097552342</id><published>2009-03-22T05:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T05:25:33.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>emo-ing (lin keong)</title><content type='html'>emo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-8186611899097552342?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8186611899097552342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=8186611899097552342' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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myself in words. there are heaps of things that i would like to share but i just refuse to write it down, make a note, keep a note. whatever happened to all those things? did they wander in my mind, travel through the space of neurons and brain juice, and eventually disappear, like erased? or do they permanently reside in the house of forgotten in the kingdom of mind, never ever again reawaken? seriously, what happens when our memory fails? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i. want. a. getaway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i like daisies. they are beautiful. i used to like to walk in the rain, drenched and cold, indulging in the moment. i don't enjoy it as much these days, probably the ambience is not as desired as it should be. sigh. i feel blessed having people around me that care for me, never the least. eventhough we are different in a lot of ways, i appreciate each and everyone as unique them being. the laughters, smiles and crappy talks ,. it's all part of it. i also missed t0rtoise, miss calling his name. and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; can put up with many things except .. few things erk, better not tell. lol. the extend of it is still within my limits. it can be tiring sometimes but i am not complaining. i am not going to complain about my final exams too. eventhough there will be loads to do and learn, and mEm0rise, and excessive hair falling and coffee overdose LOL. it is okay. only Year one. this is a total random paragraph. am just writing what crosses my mind. see, i told you, i am getting really bad at this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-7242345336035341973?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/7242345336035341973/comments/default' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-8203626166681732519</id><published>2009-03-10T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T07:12:39.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one liner..... something random (lin keong)</title><content type='html'>If you are my tear, I would not cry for I do not want to lose you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-8203626166681732519?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8203626166681732519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=8203626166681732519' title='0 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type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SbQWHzS-UJI/AAAAAAAAAOo/yw_fp8Qa3UA/s1600-h/DSC00410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310894183861342354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SbQWHzS-UJI/AAAAAAAAAOo/yw_fp8Qa3UA/s400/DSC00410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SbQWYZwsuBI/AAAAAAAAAO4/z87ysZsOvzI/s1600-h/DSC00412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310894469064472594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SbQWYZwsuBI/AAAAAAAAAO4/z87ysZsOvzI/s320/DSC00412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310894592542256162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SbQWflwGLCI/AAAAAAAAAPA/gd550U66Woo/s320/DSC00408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;irregular angles. perfect dimensions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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night'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SbQWHzS-UJI/AAAAAAAAAOo/yw_fp8Qa3UA/s72-c/DSC00410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-1843657300739747426</id><published>2009-02-23T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T10:11:30.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random 25?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. mcd coffee makes me stay awake. almost over-ly awake to the extent of having headaches. and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i thought i'm desensitised to almost every types of coffee out there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. i don't normally go for proms or stuff like that, unless it's 70's/80's themed. haha. yessssh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. i learnt that &lt;em&gt;bobo&lt;/em&gt; means sleep in indonesian..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. i'm never a big fan of american next top model or any of the top model series, but i finally found someone whom i really like,. she's certainly not the role model type but she's real, different, unique. zzzzz. i'm inspired. yesh. rebecca hardy form canadian next top model cycle 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. my stapler is green in colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. i dig guys with facial hair, urm.. imagine justin timberlake. nuff' said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7. i like to learn new languages,. but i am not good at any of the languages that i have learnt so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8. oh no, got 17 points more to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;9. my nickname is yokey poh (first mentioned by jared lim yu shan ex boypren no.1 when i was 16). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;10. i don't regret the decisions that i make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;11. i have a weird taste in everything.. i like stuff that people don't normally like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;12. i feel like peeing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;13. i think nobody is ugly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;14. i wish i can play the guitar like a pro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;15. i broke my record last saturday by sleeping 15hrs, uninterrupted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;16. likes god diva by ali project. forget about ecstasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;17. likes anime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;18. how come it's all about me? my room mate likes doraemon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;19. can i stop here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;20. i want the time to stop right now, at this moment. so that i can breathe. i want to breathe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;21. there is so much i want to tell but i can't, i couldn't like i wish i could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;22. lin keong reminded me that i've always wanted to shave bald.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;23. my table lamp is pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;24. wanted to shoot a video of lung juen fung by jay chou, but the chosen one refused to be my actress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;25. YES! end of randomness! wahahahah. yes! I believe in God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-1843657300739747426?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/1843657300739747426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=1843657300739747426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/1843657300739747426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/1843657300739747426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-25.html' title='random 25?'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-4735755047436437637</id><published>2009-02-23T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T05:15:18.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rebecca hardy rebecca hardy rebecca hardy rebecca hardy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-4735755047436437637?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-5425488969553410329</id><published>2009-02-21T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T00:38:38.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cry me a river, cry me cry me, cry me a river.,. kikiki dadadadada shishishi dadashishidada,.. lol,. another sunday afternoon. listening to songs and chillaxing. oh, i also watched "nada sou sou",. a touching story about a brother's love for his sister,. how he sacrifices and takes care of his little sister,. nada sou sou means tears flow endlessly,. according to the subtitle,. the best thing i love about the movie is the pics shown during flashback of their childhood memories., everything was captured so beautifully,. so innocent,. their smiles,. little tiny stuff but such strong potrayal of love,. until i also felt like being part of the pic,. =.=" i wanna turn 6 and play sand on the beach T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lol,. i'm childish like that,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;am still listening to justin tim-ber-la-ke,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-5425488969553410329?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5425488969553410329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=5425488969553410329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;happily bouncing =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-399552729341218484?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/399552729341218484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=399552729341218484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/399552729341218484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/399552729341218484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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puisi yang ditulisnya cukup menyayat hati,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mudah tetapi ikhlas,. keindahan itu lahir dari keikhlasannya,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;namun aku hanya seorang pembaca bukan penerima,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sikit kepedihan menyeludup masuk celah hati,. namun aku rela,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;aku memahami,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sebak tidak menjenguk,. hanya kepedihan yang sikit,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;dasar perempuan,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lalu bangun dikejut oleh degupan jantung diri,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;aku sedih. aku marah. aku frus. bukan disebabkan mimpi,. tetapi buat semua,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mimpi sekadar bayangan fikiran cerminan perasaan,. mainan otak! manusia bodoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;aku gembira sama pilu,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hanya buat hari ini,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ingin ku tamat situ pada mulanya,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;namun kedengaran ketukan pintu,. ah, seseorang datang menjenguk,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;aku tahu siapa,. memang aku memerlukan seseorang,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;muka mu membuat frus aku hilang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;namun sebak melanda,. tahan jua,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bicara,. aku minta tunjuk ajar,. bicara lagi,. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ah! baik orangnya,. mu baik,. aku tidak patut,. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;terima kasih,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;dasar manusia bodoh,. aku tidak terkecuali,. namun demikian,. aku tidak akur,. mungkin ada masanya,. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-7460449077966531792?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/7460449077966531792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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This is the n-th CNY that I have celebrated. It seems as years go by, CNY has become more and more boring. What is missing here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I visited my housemate, boong's house somehow I felt the feeling of CNY is back. Relatives all gathering and having dinner together, the atmosphere was full of joy and laughter, having to compete for food in the steamboat. Going out for supper at nite with the whole car load of relatives. The closeness of the bond between family members, cousins alike. Somehow that has been lost on my side. I was emo when I stayed overnight at his house. I felt that this is what CNY was and is supposed to be. What has happened nowadays that my family seems to lost it? I don't feel the closeness anymore. Where has it gone to? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the time where my uncle used to bring me around at nites before CNY, I miss the midnight temple visit, I miss the lion dance troupe that always performed at my grandma's house, I miss a whole bunch of things that I couldn't list. Somehow nowadays we just gather but we hardly talk to each other, the house seems crowded with people but empty of soul at the same time. Am I the only one who couldn't move on? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emptiness is frustrating, laying on my bed through the whole CNY, feeling extremely bored. Everyone seems to be getting very busy with their work nowadays, some don't even have time to come back for CNY. Where's the new year song? I hardly can listen to them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is everywhere open for business? What happened to the days when even shopping complexes close for the 1st day of new year? It seems nobody cares anymore, they just want to earn as much as possible, thats all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undeniably as years passed on, my angpao has gotten more and more but I would rather trade it all with what has been lost. House visiting has gone stale too. Wheres the bak gua? I cant see them anymore? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind's jumbled up, I don't know how to type anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want it all back! I wish to have the OLD CNY! Arghhh. I just feel like screaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-175370076577512942?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/175370076577512942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=175370076577512942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/175370076577512942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/175370076577512942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/02/somethings-missing.html' title='something&apos;s missing'/><author><name>linkeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795048894762225056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-6636878419204679688</id><published>2009-02-14T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T01:23:52.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SZaLRLVR8DI/AAAAAAAAANo/taDvmS_7DYc/s1600-h/kissing+fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302578738491420722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SZaLRLVR8DI/AAAAAAAAANo/taDvmS_7DYc/s400/kissing+fish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;happy smoooooooching day! LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;love the pic, there are two things in the pic that i like.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;happy valentine's day people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;spread your loveeeeeeeeeeeeee, don't be kiam siap :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-6636878419204679688?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/6636878419204679688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=6636878419204679688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/6636878419204679688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/6636878419204679688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-smoooooooching-day-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SZaLRLVR8DI/AAAAAAAAANo/taDvmS_7DYc/s72-c/kissing+fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-7806008791566517896</id><published>2009-02-03T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T07:01:31.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>moo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;could not sleep well last night. blanketed, from toes up to shoulders, eyes closed. then i started counting baa baa white sheeps trying to fall asleep, but to no avail. i pulled the blanket over head, warm enough, sleep, inviting sleep. another vain attempt. lol. fine. i stopped trying, and started thinking. i felt like i have missed something, hmmmm.. what could it be? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;right, i forgot to pray ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i whispered a few words of thanksgiving, turned left, right, left then right again and.. i forgot what happened next.. lol i fell asleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but not into deep sleep. my brain was having a party of its own. lol. i woke up the next day feeling groggy..zZZzz.. the feeling went off after a while. thank God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and so the moral lecture started at 8.15 a.m. had some briefing on mid-term questions. one part of it is an essay about the malaysian armed forces. pasukan pertahanan malaysia? alangkah menarik. hahaha. never bothered to read about it before, it is about time. lol. due date, february 13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the reason why i am blogging now is because i am feeling extremely sleepy. i c.a.n.t a.f.f.f.o.r.d t.o. w.a.s.t.e my t.im.e sleepi.n.g. so i blog. good thing it works. i am not sleepy anymore. heeee ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-7806008791566517896?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/7806008791566517896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=7806008791566517896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/7806008791566517896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/7806008791566517896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/02/moo.html' title='moo.'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-4919916454946953151</id><published>2009-01-31T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T01:18:06.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't go in sequence, but i will try</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;slam dunk is my all time favourite anime. love the song, love the characters, love the team-spirit, love the soundtrack, love the show. i must say that rukawa kaede is by far, my favourite character. yes i know, almost all the girls who watch slam dunk are crazy about rukawa, even the girls in the show itself,. lol. who cares. i don't see why would anyone not like him, with his superb skills, hardcore determination to win, and versatility, he is a superb multitalented player. despite his cold looks, he is actually very adorable.. he has a pink bicycle and his favourite past time is sleeping. i am 25% like him, *melts* ;) hanamichi sakuragi, mitsui, sendoh, and gorilla, these are some of the other characters that i like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;seriously lah, you gotta watch this anime especially if you minat basketball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if you have no whatsoever interest in basketball, also must watch lah, who knows you will be so inspired by the show and be the next MVP? ;) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ok, maybe you are too old for MVP.. hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;slam dunk rocks. i am currently in the SL craze again. haha, had just finished watching episode 101, such a disappointment that the show ends there. there is more, but only in manga form. i like anime .. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyways, back to where i am now. currently at home in seremban. chinese new year 2009 is rather dull, eventhough there is a slight increase in the number of red packets. but what about the content? don't break my heart. lol. i plan to buy an epilator and save up the rest. cannot bear with my pineapple-like leg, heard phillips is good ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;one thing i like about chinese new year this time around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; is i get to be with my family. just mom, dad, and bro. i love waking up every morning hearing their voices, talking and interacting. except the part when they start nagging me unnecessarily. lol. family dinners are good, not awesome. i always prefer small gatherings rather than big ones, what is the point of having MANY small groups in a ONE big gathering? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i am going back to cheras tomorrow. and chinese new year has not even ended. i always leave with a heavy heart, and i dislike this feeling, which is why i don't come home every week. am i homely? maybe, not fully, cause i also have this urge to go to far places by myself. do you feel the same? anyways, back to cheras, what comes to my mind now is prof. aisyah. lol. speaking of prof. aisyah, she is one of the medic lecturers whom i have respect for. i feel kinda bad for not doing well in the previous FA. the fact that i used the word 'kinda' made me feel even worse now. lol. i need to start reading the BOOKS that i have bought. eventhough i prefer audio/visual learning. lol. according to linkeong, i will only absorb 50%. i don't deny. and linkeong 25%. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so, that is the story of cheras. i am going to miss my home. luckily monday is a holiday so i have one day to emo/homesick gaogao before class starts! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i am going through a phase ;) and it seems that in this phase, when i do write, i tend to talk less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;time to pack my bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bye seremban ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-4919916454946953151?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4919916454946953151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=4919916454946953151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4919916454946953151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4919916454946953151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-go-in-sequence-but-i-will-try.html' title='i don&apos;t go in sequence, but i will try'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-2926628931813972659</id><published>2009-01-27T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T11:08:32.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a note.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;smells like teen spirit, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh you remind me of that song, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NO, it's the other way round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;don't you get it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;damn, you fool! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i miss you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh i really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;at this moment, i wish to go back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and have a taste of your rudiments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i miss you so badly. i want you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my love i need a time machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my head spins, my heart yearns for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh, seventeen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh, we rocked it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hell yeah, we so did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;jess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-2926628931813972659?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2926628931813972659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=2926628931813972659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/2926628931813972659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/2926628931813972659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/01/smells-like-teen-spirit-oh-you-remind.html' title='a note.'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-1277585809590271039</id><published>2009-01-27T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T04:22:25.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a trip to the park</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(i am supposed to post this on the 17th of january. ;D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hey all, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sorry for the infrequent updates. you know me, i am very lazy. lol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyways, have anyone of you been to &lt;em&gt;taman pertanian negara/malaysia agriculture park?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it is located in shah alam, also the first malaysia's agriculture park opened to public since 1986. say yes!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i went to the park yesterday and man, was it awesome. i love love love mother nature especially forest and gardens. it was actually an outing with cg members, for the seniors and juniors. we went cycling around the scenic park while some of them took the free bus service for a tour within the park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the first stop was the animal park. ladies and gentlemen, please lol with me. lol. it is pretty funny why they call it an animal park when there aren't any animals,only empty cages around. -.-" guess they relocated the animals somewhere from the original forest. but why... isn't forest their natural habitat.. boooo. since the animals were invisible so we only took pictures of the plants and trees. i had a fun time snapping away, dont know about the rest though. heeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i had a mesmerising view of flora and the invigorating scent of fresh leaves, seen myriads of plants and sky high trees, all and a hanging bridge! ohhh *droool* my lovesss *big wet eyes* (4feetnine punya line) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we continued to cycle, downhill, uphill, flat road. i was the slowest but they were all very kind and waited for me. ahahaha. ehh, the last time i cycled was..err.. when i was 8? -.-" ahahaha. but anyways all was good and serenely fun. i laughed so much along the way until i got stomache, had wind for lunch. lalalalala. (before bike incident)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next stop after animal park was the lake. gorgeous view! the stillness of the lake moved my heart. and the smell of grass, do you like the smell of grass? i do! can go fishing also! sounds fun right? oh you don't fancy fishing..lol fineeee. nice place though, ji yin did some drama there. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on, we went to some place with more fishy. wahahaha. i do not know what is the place called, it is like a special place to rear fishes. to name a few, &lt;em&gt;fei chow yu&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;ikan bawal&lt;/em&gt;, dot dot dot, dot dot dot, and some other local fish. hahaha. only two i know, pathetic nyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the &lt;em&gt;Four Season House&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so we get to experience &lt;em&gt;winter &lt;/em&gt;within that particular temperature, light and air controlled chamber when we went. a rather special place, hey man i felt winter before! haha. and i secretly wanted to throw a snow ball at mr. snow man while i was in there. hahahahaha. took some pictures nia. would definitely love to see spring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;there are four themes spread over 3 months each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Winter season garden is exhibited from December to February.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Spring season garden is exhibited from March to May.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Summer season garden is exhibited from June to August.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Autumn season garden is exhibited from September to November.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;COOL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then we cycled back. we did not finish our tour/exploring the entire park. on our way back, i passed by taman cendawan and taman orkid/bunga, &lt;em&gt;rase-rase nak masuk gak.. mane boleh orang nak balik kan.. lorrrr. tak pe ah, lain kali ;)&lt;/em&gt; lol. some time after that, alright, here comes the bike incident. i crashed when i was cycling downhill. you saw my beautiful drawing.. lol. i thank god once again for nothing bad/serious happened to me *choi choi tai ka lei si* nevertheless, the minor injuries did nothing to my joy. after all that fun and sight feast.. i was really thrilled. happy and happily, i enjoyed myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a happy satisfied injured chick. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;nah, show you the pictures. lol ;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7eWBzUQqI/AAAAAAAAAH4/HPbjpynz6ww/s1600-h/lol"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295914681856443042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7eWBzUQqI/AAAAAAAAAH4/HPbjpynz6ww/s320/lol" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7fea2mYtI/AAAAAAAAAIA/6zpikJbeUsQ/s1600-h/bikes"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295915925531681490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7fea2mYtI/AAAAAAAAAIA/6zpikJbeUsQ/s320/bikes" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7f95UPQHI/AAAAAAAAAII/wD23ZnlpIFg/s1600-h/bikes2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295916466285002866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7f95UPQHI/AAAAAAAAAII/wD23ZnlpIFg/s200/bikes2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7hBkE-KmI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5SkQEXdrbNc/s1600-h/wl"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295917628814928482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7hBkE-KmI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5SkQEXdrbNc/s200/wl" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7hQTKlkOI/AAAAAAAAAIg/jbUuskC67yA/s1600-h/3"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295917881973117154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7hQTKlkOI/AAAAAAAAAIg/jbUuskC67yA/s320/3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7h823-WDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/GlKHcpsDuZw/s1600-h/tree"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295918647472969778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7h823-WDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/GlKHcpsDuZw/s320/tree" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7jegLj_mI/AAAAAAAAAJI/FtkL9524_BI/s1600-h/DSC00242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295920325008293474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7jegLj_mI/AAAAAAAAAJI/FtkL9524_BI/s320/DSC00242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7kYBRm_6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/vULA_m7dNws/s1600-h/look+up"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295921313144569762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7kYBRm_6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/vULA_m7dNws/s200/look+up" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295923744506175426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7mlizY38I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/zVTR2E2Yc1M/s320/mn" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7nJV3wo1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/uRifNOJ970o/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295924359510139730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7nJV3wo1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/uRifNOJ970o/s320/DSC00255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahaha, i forgot to tell you. there was another MINI animal park, a man-made MINI animal park. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7qJomGNTI/AAAAAAAAALA/lGFvb0Nmxt0/s1600-h/rabit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295927663071212850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7qJomGNTI/AAAAAAAAALA/lGFvb0Nmxt0/s200/rabit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7oIODtIDI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/dGTg4zHNZrI/s1600-h/DSC00260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295925439744516146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7oIODtIDI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/dGTg4zHNZrI/s200/DSC00260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7oUpnnbaI/AAAAAAAAAKY/BhNu4b4gSAo/s1600-h/DSC00279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295925653301325218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7oUpnnbaI/AAAAAAAAAKY/BhNu4b4gSAo/s200/DSC00279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7o-NM_VJI/AAAAAAAAAKo/ZaCSQxdczQg/s1600-h/parrot"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295926367227958418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7o-NM_VJI/AAAAAAAAAKo/ZaCSQxdczQg/s200/parrot" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7o0Yr-fpI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JfDvenlglgo/s1600-h/landak"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295926198512025234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7o0Yr-fpI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JfDvenlglgo/s200/landak" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7pOM4OOvI/AAAAAAAAAKw/rGMqstDWICY/s1600-h/deer"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295926642018761458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7pOM4OOvI/AAAAAAAAAKw/rGMqstDWICY/s320/deer" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7pwFDBHBI/AAAAAAAAAK4/cNWYKKivh_U/s1600-h/der"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295927224032107538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7pwFDBHBI/AAAAAAAAAK4/cNWYKKivh_U/s320/der" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;few animals only but oh well,.. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7q5VxhKBI/AAAAAAAAALI/12OOtHGLBYo/s1600-h/DSC00282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295928482652563474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7q5VxhKBI/AAAAAAAAALI/12OOtHGLBYo/s200/DSC00282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7rGHWrmYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/nq6zHNANNoc/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295928702120204674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7rGHWrmYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/nq6zHNANNoc/s320/DSC00292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7rpofVsiI/AAAAAAAAALY/VoIkHq5n3zU/s1600-h/jy2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295929312310309410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7rpofVsiI/AAAAAAAAALY/VoIkHq5n3zU/s200/jy2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7rwzv17yI/AAAAAAAAALg/usgY4nD9Aaw/s1600-h/jy3"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295929435591405346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7rwzv17yI/AAAAAAAAALg/usgY4nD9Aaw/s200/jy3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7r92twbWI/AAAAAAAAALo/-o9AJ8JBQy0/s1600-h/lakre"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295929659726261602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7r92twbWI/AAAAAAAAALo/-o9AJ8JBQy0/s320/lakre" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295929857273308562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7sJWopJZI/AAAAAAAAALw/6jeufMvfU0Q/s320/board" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;inside the four season house ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7teTc39dI/AAAAAAAAAMI/79sDviFt7jI/s1600-h/DSC00294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295931316707522002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7teTc39dI/AAAAAAAAAMI/79sDviFt7jI/s200/DSC00294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7tEtSve_I/AAAAAAAAAL4/ha4oh6oMGLo/s1600-h/DSC00295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295930876967746546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7tEtSve_I/AAAAAAAAAL4/ha4oh6oMGLo/s200/DSC00295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7tyFzfdhI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/z-Vmc12pcks/s1600-h/DSC00300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295931656641672722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7tyFzfdhI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/z-Vmc12pcks/s200/DSC00300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7t_O_A1aI/AAAAAAAAAMY/HEfLfXbrcTg/s1600-h/DSC00302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295931882444215714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7t_O_A1aI/AAAAAAAAAMY/HEfLfXbrcTg/s200/DSC00302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7uzJPq5LI/AAAAAAAAAMg/UHwNhhXCc8M/s1600-h/igloo"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295932774256665778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7uzJPq5LI/AAAAAAAAAMg/UHwNhhXCc8M/s200/igloo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7vE6ZA55I/AAAAAAAAAMo/WS6ja-2rapQ/s1600-h/DSC00303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295933079506970514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7vE6ZA55I/AAAAAAAAAMo/WS6ja-2rapQ/s200/DSC00303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hello thr!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7wBU4dIHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/CconwRi333A/s1600-h/DSC00305.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295934117410316402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7wBU4dIHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/CconwRi333A/s320/DSC00305.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;byebye santa. hello fishy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7wdW80iZI/AAAAAAAAANA/laf29TZEEXc/s1600-h/DSC00309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295934599001835922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7wdW80iZI/AAAAAAAAANA/laf29TZEEXc/s320/DSC00309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7wvdkK_4I/AAAAAAAAANI/sbdqmt9jdcU/s1600-h/DSC00308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295934910015143810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7wvdkK_4I/AAAAAAAAANI/sbdqmt9jdcU/s200/DSC00308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7w7yUoOWI/AAAAAAAAANQ/1Iy5ieSnGjk/s1600-h/DSC00310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295935121745525090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7w7yUoOWI/AAAAAAAAANQ/1Iy5ieSnGjk/s200/DSC00310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7xTEtrV8I/AAAAAAAAANY/15gHLNFbHlQ/s1600-h/DSC00312.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295935521819416514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7xTEtrV8I/AAAAAAAAANY/15gHLNFbHlQ/s320/DSC00312.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that's all. then we went home. i guess most of us enjoyed ourselves and had a great time there. but i messed thing up a little and made everyone worried. sorry guys and thanks for taking care of me jessie, akita, etc. hehe. and last but not least, i present you the emo bunny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7zBCw3MpI/AAAAAAAAANg/rWZMwQz7TkE/s1600-h/rabbit3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295937411081515666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7zBCw3MpI/AAAAAAAAANg/rWZMwQz7TkE/s200/rabbit3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bunny sedang merajuk. T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&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/7675376127691184374-1277585809590271039?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/1277585809590271039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=1277585809590271039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/1277585809590271039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/1277585809590271039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-supposed-to-post-this-on-17th-of.html' title='a trip to the park'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SX7eWBzUQqI/AAAAAAAAAH4/HPbjpynz6ww/s72-c/lol' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-6521120831084823246</id><published>2009-01-25T18:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T19:18:33.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HELLoOOOOOooooooooOOOO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;gOoD mOrnIng!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I AM SUPER EXCITED ok it's nin chor yatt! muahahahhaa. no, wait. but what am i doing here??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my hair is not done, nails not done, dress not up, ehh? lalalalalala, nicely sitting here typing. sweat. how excited is excited?! ehh, i don't tipu, i am excited ok, just a little suppresed this time, cause lack of sleep. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the routine is always the same every year, wake up, breakfast at Ah Yee's place she makes super delicious mee suah, then mingle around with everybody, later at 3 p.m the gambling and mahjong session start. then --------------&gt; dinner! yummy yummy. then at night the gambling session continues. i don't gamble so they always anti-jess T.T haha nola i sing k with my uncle you know those super super old songs the opera style haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i am so kidding. well i just sit there and be the money collector~! $.$ lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh, mama rushing me to change. time to go. catch ya all later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-6521120831084823246?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/6521120831084823246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=6521120831084823246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/6521120831084823246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/6521120831084823246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/01/helloooooooooooooooooo-good-morning-i.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-3380430913906831562</id><published>2009-01-20T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:55:29.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SXa4vejExXI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7nUz0EJZ3uo/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293621537814136178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SXa4vejExXI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7nUz0EJZ3uo/s400/Untitled.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/7675376127691184374-3380430913906831562?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3380430913906831562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=3380430913906831562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/3380430913906831562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/3380430913906831562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/01/lord.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SXa4vejExXI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7nUz0EJZ3uo/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-5840126586049322576</id><published>2009-01-19T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T08:57:41.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AND THANKS TO POH POH, KENNETH AND MICHELLE FOR ACCOMPANYING ME TO THE CLINIC! THANK YOU VERY MUCH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-5840126586049322576?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5840126586049322576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=5840126586049322576' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5840126586049322576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5840126586049322576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-thanks-to-poh-poh-kenneth-and.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-2459863263586707520</id><published>2009-01-19T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T06:19:09.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>17.01.2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hey guys.. i just wanna say thanks to all. to my super duper caring friends, seniors and classmates who have been concerned about my injuries, i am really touched and grateful to have you all by my side..especially keng keng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T________________________T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yesh people, i had a bike incident last saturday, i crashed but escaped with minimum harm. nasib baik jua walaupun hari yang malang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;do you want to know what was on my mind before i was about to crash? uhuhuhuhu, it was so scary i thought i was going to roll downhill, crash into a huge plank and die/pengsan on the spot. i swerved to the left towards the woods at a very high speed as i was cycling downhill, did that cause i knew i was going to crash, wanted to hit the break but afraid that i would fly off with a somersault and land on my back. i didn't hit the break but thank God for i only landed a few metres away from the road side instead of rolling downhill, and only suffered minor injuries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-__________________- "" &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SXR9F98fSgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/XLkNDdE6dpM/s1600-h/wood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292993003548264962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SXR9F98fSgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/XLkNDdE6dpM/s400/wood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. my first bike incident. a good start for the year. lol. anyhow, i still think cycling is a fun thing to do, a natural way to keep fit as justin says it. lol. and yesh, i have learnt my lesson..jangan nak rempit-rempit bicycle kalau tak ada skill and use the break for its purpose. need to brush up on my skill too. ask me did i develop a phobia towards cycling? i tell you no way. kekeke. in fact i am looking forward to the next time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks again to all! &lt;3&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;will blog about the cycling trip some time. such a misfortune that i had a crash, a fun day otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-2459863263586707520?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2459863263586707520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=2459863263586707520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/2459863263586707520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/2459863263586707520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/01/17012008.html' title='17.01.2009'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SXR9F98fSgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/XLkNDdE6dpM/s72-c/wood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-2015113594748238600</id><published>2009-01-12T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T00:38:07.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;jess just got back from the library and she is feeling extremely sleepy. lol. jess feels like blogging but she doesn't know what to blog about. so what she is going to do is, to continue writing pointless sentences. ahahaha. grrrr. sleepyyy.. brain is in its resting state, refuse to decipher what it is doing or why is it doing so..lol. jess is feeling dreamy~ oh wait something came to her mind.. natural killer cells.. apoptosis..lol..*plop*..okok.. what else.. her bed.. oh yesh..her little pillow..and she, being sheltered in her blanket..is put to rest. eyes closed.. silent flutters of her heart.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fdlkuynegfyurfgniuxenhimlju4rhjkioj &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-2015113594748238600?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2015113594748238600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=2015113594748238600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/2015113594748238600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/2015113594748238600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/01/jess-just-got-back-from-library-and-she.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-4842755280085691004</id><published>2009-01-06T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T07:00:07.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love part 2 (edited)</title><content type='html'>for my dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can love come from sympathy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who should make the first move?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if he/she thought you only as brother/sister? nothing more nothing less?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you like who he/she is now? is he/she your ideal?&lt;br /&gt;do you change yourself to fit his/her ideal?&lt;br /&gt;do you expect him/her to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do you see solitude and sadness from his/her eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you feel secure with him/her around you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there such thing as love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happens when you hit a wall? what if theres nothing more to say to each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you feel that you have not wasted your life waiting for him/her to arrive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you get along with his family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you feel pressured to be together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you care about what others say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you feel like expressing yourself? But you are scared of the consequences?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if you get rejected by your love? will you still love him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you constantly wondering if he/she feels the same about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does love really conquer all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you tired of being alone? are you tired of waiting for someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must guys always make the first move?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will long distance relationship work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you looking for a partner just because everyone has one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do good guys always finish last?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you like him/her, do you accept him/her or do you tolerate him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow you want him/her to watch everything that you do. you will try to do your best in front of him/her and always feel that you have not done well enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always want to be there for her/his, to protect her but failure to do so makes you feel miserable. You know you are not trying to be a hero but merely having his/her best interest in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post may not be up to the standards of the previous one because I could not get the same "mood" i was in before when I posted the first.&lt;br /&gt;There may be a part 3. Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I hate posting these stuff, it makes me feel lonely........ T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To leekeng: i posted it at last lol, and I always dont get what I want so I dont bother trying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-4842755280085691004?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4842755280085691004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=4842755280085691004' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4842755280085691004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4842755280085691004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-part-2-edited.html' title='love part 2 (edited)'/><author><name>linkeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795048894762225056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-8505688483623112766</id><published>2009-01-03T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T04:55:44.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T______________T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;homesick homesick homesick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ten random things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. i have a habit of biting my nails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. i spent rm300.60 in 3 days. T_________T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. i am officially broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. i miss home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. i have not been studying, only gaming all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. and so became more pro in gaming and knew 0.01% about hematology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7. my eyesight is deteriorating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8. i sleep early and wake up late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;9. there is a void in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;10. i am going to make a card now and eat an apple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-8505688483623112766?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8505688483623112766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=8505688483623112766' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/8505688483623112766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/8505688483623112766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2009/01/tt-homesick-homesick-homesick-ten.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-5932288564106964096</id><published>2008-12-31T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T12:18:00.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cubaan pertama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hi semua. saye ingin mencuba sesuatu yang baru hari ini, iaitu, membelog dalam bahasa melayu. (ok, ayat pertama yang sungguh membosankan) hahaha, rase pelik? teruskan rasa pelik anda, inilah bahagian yang menyeronokkan :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hey, saye nak bercerita ni, dengar lah ok? mase saye kecik dulu saye ni gempal. tapi comel. agak popular jugak lah mase tadika. selalu dipilih target jadi anak ayam mase main kejar-kejar, 99.9% mangsa kejar. adoi. mentah2 lah badan besar mudah jadi target. walaupun badan besar tapi kena buli gak, beg kena selodeh, ape lagi, barang2 masuk bakul sampah cam scene mitsui latih 3 pointer shot dalam slam dunk. haaa! ape lah budak kecik yang naif...tipu lah! kecik2 dah pandai buli orang! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lepas tu kan, saye pun cuba beritahu cikgu pasal barang2 saye kena buang, haaa! cuba teka ape cikgu tu buat? dia tampar saye -.- KENAPE?? sebab budak yg kaco saye tuh saiznye jauh lebih kecik drpd saye lepas tu buat lagi muke innocent, adoi2 mmg saye hands down kalah lah. puas2 gak saye yang kena. zaman kanak2 yang menyedihkan. *hembus nafas*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cerita ni tak de pengajarannya, maklum lah kan ade je bebudak yang bersikap 'punggung jahat' kat setiap sekolah. sedih kan? nangis lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;awak nak tahu tak ape jadi ngan budak yg selongkar beg saye lepas tu? hehe. kite org belajar kat sekolah yang same sampai sekolah menengah. time kat sekolah tu turn saye pulak buli dier.. (ketawa jahat) haaa! tak de lah saye ni kan baik, tak buli orang :P ye la tuh. betul, saye jadi cikgu kimia dier lagi untuk preeeeee. lagi satu, dier memang cute dan lawa, muke ade iras2 org putih. tak de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kaitan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ngan saye pun, saje nak beritahu. eheheh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;cakap pasal sekolah, saye ade seorang lagi kawan ni. dier ni suke main benda2 yang pelik cam berudu lah, ulat lah, chlorophil lah ape tah lagi. namenye LYL. memang kwn baik saye sebab same taste. gitu lah saye. hey awak semua, saye bohong lah. tak main benda semua tu kecuali chlorophil.. kamu nak tahu ape kite org buat? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;pada satu hari yang cerah, kite org jalan2 kat taman sekolah, main petik bunga dan daun.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tidaaaaaaaaaaak! jangan salah sangka. kite bukan perosak, cume petik satu dua je. balik kelas mase matematik, LYL potong daun jadi cebisan microkecik dan masukkan ke dalam botol gamnye. gune pensel untuk kacaukan rata. hasilnye, gam berwarna hijau gelap, GAM CHLOROPHIL yang pertama! gitu bangga wei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mase kite syok2 mengamati gam tersebut, cikgu matematik mendekati meja kite org (yer, kalau belum tahu, kite ni desk partner lor) lepas tuh amik botol gam dan tanya, 'what is this?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;'leaf based glue', jawab saye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mukenye semacam, dahi kerut cermin mata jatuh aras hidung cam nenek tua yang rabun. ape? hemsem pe. adoi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;cakap pasal cikgu ni kan, namenye abu kassim. guru matematik. encik ni suke tarik tali bra pelajar. yer, adakah awak teperanjat? teruskan. dier suke panggil pelajar terutamanye yang cute2 si honey, darling, sayang ape la. LYL jadi darling dan saye jadi honey kerana kite berdua student yang 'outstanding'. nakal. *hembus nafas* maklum lah kan, sekolah perempuan, biasalah perkara2 seperti ini berlaku. kena kaco ngan cikgu laki. betul tak? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tapi, dah besar perkara2 seperti ini jugak berlaku! ape itu neraka?? ape2pun, encik abu kassim ni tidak dinafikan guru yang baik, kalau lah boleh dikikiskan sifatnye yg pervert .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok lah semua, kalau nak cerita lagi panjang giler lah. tapi kan, membelog dalam bahasa ni memang besh, kelakar. saye rekomen awak semua cube lah. itu saje. bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;p/s : blogging in malay gives a whole new dimension to the art of sarcasm. seriously :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-5932288564106964096?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5932288564106964096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=5932288564106964096' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5932288564106964096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5932288564106964096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/12/cubaan-pertama.html' title='cubaan pertama'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-1958432526435829008</id><published>2008-12-25T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T06:55:27.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the first harbingers of Christmas arrive in october,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;with jarring sales and decorations at the mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;by december, Christmas true heralds are out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;twinkling lights lining streets,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;smell of cookies wafting through the house,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;visits from friends and relative,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;gift-giving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and not forgetting mr. santa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and children waiting in anticipation of Christmas morning, ready to rip the wrappers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;christmas trees. with tinsel, green trimmings and multi-coloured electric lights. wah wah, so pretty aren't they? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but, is that what Christmas is all about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;time for a super brief intro to Christmas history..lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;do you know, Christmas originates form the Old English root &lt;em&gt;'Christes maesse'&lt;/em&gt; or&lt;em&gt; Christ's Mass?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;do you know, Christmas's gift-giving tradition has its roots in the Three Kings' offerings to Jesus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Christmas is the celebration of the birth of Jesus Christ. (well, actually the &lt;em&gt;real date&lt;/em&gt; is not really 25/12 but let's not go into that, it is pretty elaborated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yesh, it's the birthday of Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but not many people are aware of that since the focus of Christmas today have been commercialised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It has become a secular celebration rather than it being celebrated for the real purpose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(ehhh, i don't mean to critise. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;just feel that Christmas should be appreciated in a better way by people who recognise the value of it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;end of a super brief intro to Christmas history..lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i want to tell you a sad story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it was this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i woke up late and missed morning service. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ON CHRISTMAS MORNING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i don't know how to scold myself anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;end of sad story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wahahahahaha! MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SVOb4r9AP4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/mA3QlX3eisE/s1600-h/DSC02585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283738186009296770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SVOb4r9AP4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/mA3QlX3eisE/s320/DSC02585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;christmas eve at ruth's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283740565733266818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SVOeDNHaVYI/AAAAAAAAAG0/KsFbhPyEm64/s200/ellow+pumps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yellow pumps :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SVOdy3il0uI/AAAAAAAAAGk/2KDh3wr-vI8/s1600-h/ellow+pumps"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-1958432526435829008?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/1958432526435829008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=1958432526435829008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/1958432526435829008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/1958432526435829008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-harbingers-of-christmas-arrive-in.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SVOb4r9AP4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/mA3QlX3eisE/s72-c/DSC02585.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-2829883260771821771</id><published>2008-12-24T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T19:04:03.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>huhuhu</title><content type='html'>My parting gift, wahaha, before going to KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[You]&lt;br /&gt;First Name - lin keong.&lt;br /&gt;Nickname – linkeong, soh, lk, siu keong, boy, oi, ei, wei, soh lin.&lt;br /&gt;What do people normally mistake your name as – min keong, ling keong, huh again?, omg your name is so hard&lt;br /&gt;Birthday – 27/08/1988.&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace – Malacca, Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;Time of Birth – have to check ehehehe&lt;br /&gt;Single or taken – Single. (Taken by myself wahahaa)&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac sign – Virgo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Your Appearance]&lt;br /&gt;How tall are you – shouldnt it be how short? I am 15X CM&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were taller – well if I grow taller then let it be, if not it doesnt matter, as long as I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;Eye color – black?&lt;br /&gt;Eye color you want - amber red.&lt;br /&gt;Natural Hair color – black&lt;br /&gt;Current Hair color – black.&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair – medium.&lt;br /&gt;Ever dye your hair a bizarre coluor - there isnt any bizarre colour.&lt;br /&gt;Last time you did something dramatic with your hair – shaved bald&lt;br /&gt;Glasses or contacts – glasses.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear make-up – are you kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;Ever had hair extensions – whats that.&lt;br /&gt;Paint your nails – maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[In the opposite gender]&lt;br /&gt;What color eyes – any.&lt;br /&gt;What color hair – any as long not white.&lt;br /&gt;Shy or Outgoing – a mixture of both.&lt;br /&gt;Looks or personality – personality.&lt;br /&gt;Sexy or Cute – a mixture of both.&lt;br /&gt;Serious or Fun – both.&lt;br /&gt;Older or Younger than you – doesn't matter as long as we are compatible with each other.&lt;br /&gt;A turn on – gentle, feminine&lt;br /&gt;A turn off – talk loudly, profanity, control freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[This or that]&lt;br /&gt;Flowers or Chocolates – I'll eat both XD&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke – is there a difference?&lt;br /&gt;Rap or Rock – depends on mood.&lt;br /&gt;Relationship or One night stand – i havent had any so I cant answer.&lt;br /&gt;School or Work – both.&lt;br /&gt;Love or Money – both. &lt;br /&gt;Movies or Music - both.&lt;br /&gt;Country or City – country.&lt;br /&gt;Sunny or Rainy days – both, sunny days for going out, rainy days for a good sleep XD.&lt;br /&gt;Friends or Family – both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Have you ever]&lt;br /&gt;Lied – yes.&lt;br /&gt;Stole something - yes.&lt;br /&gt;Smoked – never.&lt;br /&gt;Hurt someone close to you – yes.&lt;br /&gt;Broke someone’s heart – maybe? How would I know if they dont tell me anything?&lt;br /&gt;Had your heart broken – yes countless times XD but I will survive&lt;br /&gt;Wondered what was wrong with you – not really, instead i wonder whats wrong with the world&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were a prince/princess – no i like freedom&lt;br /&gt;Liked someone who was taken – ya but lets not go there&lt;br /&gt;Shaved your head – ya&lt;br /&gt;Been in love – I think its a yes&lt;br /&gt;Used chopsticks – well, I am chinese, of course.&lt;br /&gt;Sang in the mirror to yourself – and the mirror broke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Favorites]&lt;br /&gt;Flower – any edible ones XD XD.&lt;br /&gt;Candy – toffee&lt;br /&gt;Song – too much to list.&lt;br /&gt;Scent – au naturale smell of cow dung, just joking, I like the smell of fresh air&lt;br /&gt;Color – not sure.&lt;br /&gt;Movie – a walk to remember.&lt;br /&gt;Singer - chen lei XD.&lt;br /&gt;Word – lol.&lt;br /&gt;Junk food – potato chips.&lt;br /&gt;Website – http://www.google.com/&lt;br /&gt;Location - my own room.&lt;br /&gt;Animal – dog.&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried over someone – yes.&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything you wish you could change about yourself – yes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you’re attractive – i think so. i always attract guys and flies lol.&lt;br /&gt;If you had to choose a fairytale as your life what would you choose – the dwarf and the seven snow whites XD if it exists&lt;br /&gt;Do you play any sports – is dota a sport?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was rushed through so the answers seem short&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-2829883260771821771?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2829883260771821771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=2829883260771821771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/2829883260771821771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/2829883260771821771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/12/huhuhu.html' title='huhuhu'/><author><name>linkeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795048894762225056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-4086721092749009266</id><published>2008-12-20T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T06:30:43.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just for fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[You]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First Name - yoke poh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nickname – poyoh, yp, jess, yokey poh, jessica, hong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What do people normally mistake your name as – jessie, poh yoke.. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Birthday – 30/08/1988.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Birthplace – Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time of Birth – 6.45 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Single or taken – Single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Zodiac sign – Virgo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[Your Appearance]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How tall are you – ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wish you were taller – honestly, yesssss..so that it wouldn't be so obvious if i grow horizontally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eye color – dark brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eye color you want - greenish grey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Natural Hair color – blonde hahaha. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Current Hair color – black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Short or long hair – medium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ever dye your hair a bizarre color - black is bizarre to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last time you did something dramatic with your hair – i had my fringe cut flat and straight like a china doll. T.T very dramatic for me ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Glasses or contacts – glasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you wear make-up – blusher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ever had hair extensions – nope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Paint your nails – my fav past time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[In the opposite gender]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What color eyes – green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What color hair – black/dark brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shy or Outgoing – a mixture of both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Looks or personality – personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sexy or Cute – a mixture of both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Serious or Fun – this is getting boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Older or Younger than you – doesn't matter as long as he is mature enough to charm me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A turn on – good sense of humour, modesty, facial hair :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A turn off – overconfidence, profanity, jealousy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[This or that]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Flowers or Chocolates – flowers :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pepsi or Coke – milo. ahaks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rap or Rock – rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Relationship or One night stand – countless nightstand(s) with my husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School or Work – both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love or Money – love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Movies or Music - movies and music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Country or City – country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sunny or Rainy days – sunny. i love the sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friends or Family – friends and family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[Have you ever]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lied – nope. eh, i just did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stole something - yesh. bad, bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Smoked – never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hurt someone close to you – yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Broke someone’s heart – i do not know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had your heart broken – yesh. Was fragile at one point of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wondered what was wrong with you – yesh. many times. but why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wish you were a prince/princess – nope, what about alice in wonderland? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Liked someone who was taken – nope. but what about brad pitt? *sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shaved your head – i have always wanted to do that but .. i care too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Been in love – love, yesh. true love? nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Used chopsticks – yesh. huhu. what a silly question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sang in the mirror to yourself – secret. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[Favorites]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Flower – classic red rose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Candy – coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Song – hillsongs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Scent – the smell of my bedsheet right after washing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Color – i cannot answer this question because i have too many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Movie – 10 things i hate about you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Singer - norah jones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Word – sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Junk food – potato chips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Website – &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Location - brother's room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Animal – fish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ever cried over someone – yesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is there anything you wish you could change about yourself – yesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you think you’re attractive – i would like to think so. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you had to choose a fairytale as your life what would you choose – i only crave the happily ever after part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you play any sports – sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THE END.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-4086721092749009266?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4086721092749009266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=4086721092749009266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4086721092749009266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4086721092749009266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-for-fun.html' title='just for fun.'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-1723988059603440339</id><published>2008-12-20T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T07:55:38.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love crush and everything in between (lin keong)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this may be a very controversial topic, tread with caution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may ask, why is this guy writing about this topic? well, the state of loneliness that i am feeling gave me the notion to start writing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, the ever abused word to justify every illogical act or unexplainable act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whom do you love? Have you ever asked yourself that question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you keep thinking of that person when the person is not with you, is that love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you miss him/her, when you feel what he/she feels, when you feel jealous but happy at the same time when she is enjoying his/her time with someone else. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teardrops on my guitar - Taylor Swift)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats all this mixed feeling that you are feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel the emptiness of being alone? (Without You - Mariah Carey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the joy of being loved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get lost for words/tongue tied thinking of what conversation to start when you see him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try to prolong the conversation you started, no matter what you do, it always end up short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel like killing yourself when you fail to hold the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow looking into her/his eyes, seeing her smile and hearing her/his voice will give you a reason to live. (&lt;em&gt;When I see you smile - bad english&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel everything she does is wonderful and no matter how she dresses or ages she is eternally beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try to change yourself to be his/her ideal (&lt;em&gt;ming tian de xing fu - ou de yang&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about when you keep checking your phone for sms/missed calls? Worrying when the message is replied late even by 1-2 seconds. Waiting anxiously for his/her reply?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do seconds feel like years? Why do you expect their call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cant wait to see them (&lt;em&gt;When will I see you again - three degrees&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always want to be with them /be there for them (&lt;em&gt;I'll Be There - Jackson 5 , Because you loved me - celine dion)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can picture your future with him/her together, you know you really want to be with him/her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a crush? Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you secretly in love? Saying one thing but doing another thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones who are shy, watching from afar the actions of their beloved wishing them happiness from within but never taking any steps to express their love openly (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;living next door to alice - smokie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you express your love?&lt;br /&gt;Is it doing everything to make the person you love happy without expecting any return?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong to love someone who doesn’t love you? What do you do if someone you love has already got somebody else? (&lt;em&gt;Sui Yean - Chen Lei&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone cares for you, is that love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does love means to you? (&lt;em&gt;I wanna know what love is - foreigner&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Is love just another feeling like sadness or happiness? (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the darkness - love is only a feeling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it means being with the person you love? Or wishing for the person you love to be happy? (&lt;em&gt;Ni men yao kuai le - sam li&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it mean keeping him/her all to yourself? Restricting their freedom? At the same time you feel you are not good enough for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does "like" means? Is it any different from love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you fall for him or her? What do you see in him or her? Will you still be loving her/him after she/he lose the thing that makes you fall for him/her? (&lt;em&gt;I will always love you - Whitney Houston&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you smiling silly when you think of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want him/her to be there to look at you when you do anything, you want to do your best and show your best when he/she is with you. (&lt;em&gt;Cant fight this feeling anymore - Reo Speedwagon&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pains you to scold him/her but you do it because its the best for him/her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you stuck in a love-hate situation? You can never be sure of your own feelings you just hate them when they do something but when they are not there you start to miss what they always do that make you hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you differentiate a friend from a partner?&lt;br /&gt;Do you need just a friend or more than that? If you just want to talk, you just need friends (the corrs - all the love in the world).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partners doesn’t need to communicate verbally, they can read each other’s mind through intuition just by looking at them smile or frown. Isn't that true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very comfortable when you are with him or her, is that love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you just want a friend or a partner? Some people gets too close to each other that they are afraid to show their feelings, distancing themselves as best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is fear of losing them if they ever break up. But what about losing them when they end up with somebody else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who are alike will not be together, we are complements of each other so everyone is different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you lose someone you love after a confession?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there such thing as forever? What are the limits of forever? (&lt;em&gt;Tong Hua – Guang Liang&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secret recipe to forever. Those who have been hurt in a relationship before may tell you there is no such thing as forever, is it fair to blame the perpetrator alone? Are the victims really blameless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you / do you trust the one you love? Do you keep secrets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can a couple just have peace without any quarrel? Or just have neverending quarrels without any peace?&lt;br /&gt;Too much of anything is bad, everything in life is hanging on a fine balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human, are the only beings that are crazy about love. Being the most selfish at times and the most selfless at times. Its just amazing what the word "love" can do to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can there be love between the same sex? Is love all about sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there such thing as too young to love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is religion a barrier? Can a christian not fall for a non-believer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What becomes of the broken hearted (&lt;em&gt;song same titled -Paul Young / Westlife&lt;/em&gt;)? Why does it hurt? (&lt;em&gt;Knife- Rock Well&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you care for his/her past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it as easy just like in the movies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long will you stay loyal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when you fall for more than 1 person? (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Torn between two lovers - mary macgregor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you willing to sacrifice everything for the person you love? (&lt;em&gt;Because I am a girl - kiss,&lt;/em&gt; watch the MV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post may cause some confusion as the writer itself is very confused at the moment of writing. Its an attempt to interpret a very profound subject, the interpretation has been helped through songs found in the bracket. These were all the things that have been running through my mind for a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are too many points to ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off......... *tearing off* the author has fallen into full-blown emo mode, after this post the author may not write for sometime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: writing this in a very hungry mode, may be the first Malaysian to die of starvation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-1723988059603440339?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/1723988059603440339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=1723988059603440339' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/1723988059603440339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/1723988059603440339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-crush-and-everything-in-between.html' title='love crush and everything in between (lin keong)'/><author><name>linkeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795048894762225056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-4709559949673273812</id><published>2008-12-19T09:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T07:56:39.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>discrimination at its best (lin keong)</title><content type='html'>Hey it’s me again. I am going to blog about the recent pc fair at KLCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went there on Friday to scout the prices and on Sunday to buy what I want all alone (so sad! nobody wants to go with me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without much thought, I just wore the clothes I always wear to sleep and a pair of trusty slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressed up like that and armed with RM2000 in the pocket (ehehe why dress like rich man but pocket empty), I headed into the pc fair at klcc, I know people must be looking at me because of the "plain"ness of my dressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a big leapt I stepped into the pc fair hall, wow its busy like the wet market, promoters shouting for last day offers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent me just kept on strolling. Then I notice something, Lo and Behold, the discrimination. I walked through the booths, nobody bothered to serve me and no one even bothered to pass me the brochures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T tsk tsk. Sad. Most of the booth didnt even bother when I stood in front of it. To name a few: Samsung, Manli, Sony,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still there were some companies which were good and kind to a poor chap like me. The beautiful ladies at the Dell booth were kind enough to pass me brochures which I declined politely (at least they offered).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this auntie at the Konica Minolta booth who explained in great length and detail about the laser printer which eventually convinced me to buy it instead of getting an inkjet printer. Spent RM700 here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting the printer, the problem comes (omg why keep on getting new problems *dizzy*). The thing weighs roughly 25KGs and my car is parked some few hundred (maybe few KMs) away (at the Bangunan Getah Asli). I had to cross 6 lanes of fast traffic and another 4 lanes of fast traffic. Almost got hit by some cars and there were puddles of water everywhere. Worst part is my slippers fell off when I was crossing. Somehow I survived to tell the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the car another problem crops up, my remote just died on me I can't open the car door (OH NOOOOS!). Some knocking and shaking it and it was working again after 10 minutes (sweating profusely). The printer was too big to fit the boot, grrr, had to fit it at the back passenger seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I went in again (its already 8.20) to get the other things that I wanted, a camera. Asked around a few booths was aiming for olympus p60 but sadly no longer in production, asked for fujifilm s1000 but too little functions. Last resort went to test the Canon Ixus and the Powershot A590, decided to get the A590 instead (cheap and multitude of functions). Spent RM600 and here pops up a new problem, had to claim the free gift from the canon redemption counter.&lt;br /&gt;Where is that? Clueless and running out of time, luckily I found it. The queue was so long. Almost died from standing (XD exagerration OK?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left KLCC I decided to get some doughnuts at dunkin doughnuts. Weird thing happened here, the cashier said miss. I looked at him for awhile and then he corrected himself (oops sorry sir). I think this is the n-th time I have been called miss or wrongly identified (I think most people are blind) will tell you more on future post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huuuu, what a tired day it is and I havent even eaten dinner yet. Rushed back to cheras ate dinner around 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson to be learned for sales promoter: Don't judge a book by its cover, people can dress in old rags but they may have 6-7 digits in their savings account (not me XD). See those booth that didn't bother about me did not get any sales from me, why serve people who dress rich but do not buy anything from you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Pardon my arrogance but it is the true account of what happened. The truth hurts huhu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-4709559949673273812?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4709559949673273812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=4709559949673273812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4709559949673273812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4709559949673273812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-its-me-again.html' title='discrimination at its best (lin keong)'/><author><name>linkeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795048894762225056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-6405647962679915468</id><published>2008-12-18T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T08:33:45.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nice post, guest. :D Still got room for improvement on the ss part though. nyehehehe. Sorry for the long hiatus. Sloth had me captured and refused to let go of me. Wicked sick. LOL. What's the date today? 18/12/2008. Okay, lets do a bit of flash back shall we..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;08/12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class trip to Sunway Lagoon. Supposed to be a CLASS trip but only eight of us turned up. winnieh, kenneteh, linkeong, pohpoh, michelle, ganesh (sexy shorts), steven, and moi. It was a rainy day and we practically played under the rain. Hehe. The tickets were priced at RM60 per se for three parks (dry park+wet park+scream park) but francine got us a 25% discount for each and everyone of us. Since francine was there with her family the day before so she skipped but she purposely came all the way just to get cheaper tickets for us. How sweet of her! :D Haha. I took a ride on the machine that turns 360 degrees, what was it called again.., but yeah anyways, hehe.. it wasn't as scary as i thought. That was actually my second attempt. The last time i went on it i had some serious headache after the ride, pening sial. And of course, the BEACH! Not too bad for a man-made one,  the only down point was the water smelled and looked more like swimming pool rather than the real sea salt water. The scream park was nonsense but there was a stint of coolness to it, the 'ghosts' were lame but the light effects, kinda cool. Winnieh the brave girl led us faithfully through the alley of 'darkness' while the guys, panicked. ahaks. Me ok aje except in the beginning.. i broke the ice by screaming the FIRST scream. zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, not too bad for a class?/group trip. Rating 7/10, would have been better if there were more people and if kengkeng, jessie, francine,..(and the list goes on) were there with us. Hehe. Pictures by winnieh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281177749467692178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SUqDLqi3_JI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_SH6H4AbVRM/s200/n590366145_1569368_112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281161476614081106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SUp0YdcPSlI/AAAAAAAAAE0/RjlCWHj7s4Q/s320/n590366145_1569368_112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281163040481555154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SUp1zfTTMtI/AAAAAAAAAE8/hUjGxzSeLmg/s320/n590366145_1569368_112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281163421320022562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SUp2JqCRCiI/AAAAAAAAAFE/6deGd4Be8QU/s320/n590366145_1569368_112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SUp2e07X3rI/AAAAAAAAAFM/O031-rQmbMU/s1600-h/n590366145_1569368_112.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281163785021152946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SUp2e07X3rI/AAAAAAAAAFM/O031-rQmbMU/s320/n590366145_1569368_112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281179241912412786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SUqEiiVbKnI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2PRWYSEwsd8/s320/n590366145_1569368_112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SUp2vn8gjqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7HMjHeLiXsI/s1600-h/n590366145_1569368_112.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281164073594031778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SUp2vn8gjqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7HMjHeLiXsI/s320/n590366145_1569368_112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281165833532952242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SUp4WEOpTrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zORbh_lHbLk/s320/n590366145_1569368_112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281164627270448914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SUp3P2jQNxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/31jdwh0iM_U/s320/n590366145_1569368_112.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No captions for the pictures. Don't ask me why. (grrrrrrrrrrrr)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to be continued.. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;btw, HAPPY HOLIDAYS ALL! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-6405647962679915468?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/6405647962679915468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=6405647962679915468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/6405647962679915468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/6405647962679915468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SUqDLqi3_JI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_SH6H4AbVRM/s72-c/n590366145_1569368_112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-1307081556657274243</id><published>2008-12-16T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:48:06.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello world!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi there, I am a new writer for this blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets start introducing myself by a very brief interview....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh, thats a hard question but I'll answer it anyway. I am Lin Keong, jess' coursemate at UCSI&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tell us more about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Actually theres nothing much to tell, just that I am from Taiping, Perak.&lt;br /&gt;Loves practical stuffs and hates it when people starts crying.&lt;br /&gt;A proud Virgo.&lt;br /&gt;Anything else you should be able to find out through my writing (ehem! blogging) style.&lt;br /&gt;Before I forgot I also went to a La Salle school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Have you blogged before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yeah I've blogged before but that was ages ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Can we see your previous blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Uh, no can do, its gone anyway. Let bygones be bygones. I am starting afresh here&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Why are you blogging here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, because she chose me to be a guest blogger here and I am too free. &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Why did she choose you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, maybe we share a "sisterly" feeling?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;How do you find jess's blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha, actually I find her blog quite confusing because of her style of writing, but maybe that's her way of making herself more mysterious?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Anything you wish to say to people out there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I want to thank my mum my dad my ..... blah blah.. OK lame joke, I just want to say don't get jealous ya because I am blogging here&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW this was supposed to be posted up long ago but due to me not having internet connection at my new house it couldn't be helped.Pardon me for my SS-ness and my language. Hope I don't get shot by anyone. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: My last words if I get shot, "hey, its not my fault, why shoot me? OH NOOO I am bleedingggg warghh"*drops dead*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;huhu signing off. peace...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-1307081556657274243?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/1307081556657274243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=1307081556657274243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/1307081556657274243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/1307081556657274243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-world.html' title='Hello world!'/><author><name>linkeong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795048894762225056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-8726998341888849866</id><published>2008-12-15T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T09:22:52.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I AM STILL ALIVE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to be continued..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-8726998341888849866?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8726998341888849866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=8726998341888849866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/8726998341888849866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/8726998341888849866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-still-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-4186771637827550167</id><published>2008-12-15T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T08:35:04.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The device started working again after a long delay, a sudden awakening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An animated one it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The result was an odd one,  there were rush of thrill and joy, but displeasure at the same time, a sense of reflection arised. Oh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-4186771637827550167?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4186771637827550167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=4186771637827550167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4186771637827550167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/4186771637827550167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/12/device-started-working-again-after-long.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-2319021284386647784</id><published>2008-11-24T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:43:32.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ada Apa Dengan Cinta?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perempuan, datang atas nama cinta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bunda pergi, kerana cinta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;digenangi airan jingga dalam wajahmu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maka timbul lah mu tidor di hatiku,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..yang begitu gelap dan kedinginan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ada apa dengan-nya?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meninggalkan hati untuk dicaci..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lalu sekalinya aku lihat karya syurga dari mata seorang Ava,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ada apa dengan cinta?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tapi aku pasti akan kembali, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dalam satu purnama,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;utuk mempertanyakan kembali cintanya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bukan untuknya, bukan untuk siapa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tapi untuk ku, karena aku ingin kamu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;itu saja.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;one of the poems that i fell in love with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;highly recommend you girls/boys?? to watch the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ovie (refer title) IF you have not seen it,. or watch it again,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;old stuff but really worth watching. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sooooooooooooo, GO watch it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then only you will know what the poem is all about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the last paragraph is the o0oOmpHh! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i freaking dig love stories and stuff like this lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-2319021284386647784?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-8753023349054524430</id><published>2008-11-15T07:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T07:21:37.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Flu. Malfunction? No. Hell, it’s Saturday, woman. Get a grip. Oh wait, there’s more.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I’m overwhelmed. Wtf. I say what the fUdGe. Yep yep.  Indeed, so much more to go.&lt;br /&gt;It’s ok. Life goes on. Crazy. I entered the hall of mirrors, omg, i see myself everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha whAt tHe fUDge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-8753023349054524430?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8753023349054524430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=8753023349054524430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/8753023349054524430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/8753023349054524430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/11/flu.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-5620486102832437251</id><published>2008-11-12T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:49:04.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. What is the relationship of you and him/her?Him and her is who? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    him? who,.brad pitt?? sadly, he doesn't know me :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    her? ohh, i got many HER(S) leh. how to choose, later all jealous?! why am i so lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Ruth Vinoth, my soul mate. because she's also so lame. hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. The most memorable things he/she had done for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     no point talking about brad. booooooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     ruth aka puchi aka retainerG - my driver, my bestie, ber-painting nails together, ber-bm together, a&amp;amp;w, tuna sandwich supplier, teaching me tamil (booo i'm cool like that haha), telling me that she loves me and that i should love her too HAHAHAHAHAHA oh man. tell you what the list is never ending. basically, she makes jess, jess :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. The most memorable things he/she have said to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     thank you, i know i'm pretty (i used to be a humble girl till i met her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     poyoh, your are special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     pak shuet shuet wat luit luit, hak mang mang hai sap sap (LOL LOL puchi so cute)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     i love you, poyoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. If he/she become your lover, you will..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    *GASP*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. If he/she become your enemy, you will…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    continue to tell her i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. If he/she become your lover, he has to improve on…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    he?? brad pitt?? he needs to get rid of his double chin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. If he/she become your enemy, the reason is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    because we love each other too much untill we got fed up and decided to hate each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. The most desirable thing to do on him/her is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    bring ma kids to her house and trash her kids' rooms and rampas all her kids' toys, ask my kids to call her aunty puchi and make her make peanut pancakes for my no.123. Aunty puchi~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. The overall impression of him/her is…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;       Who?? brad pitt?? he's charming and so ever charming. ruth?? oh nooo.. she's super SHY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. How do you think the people around you will feel about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;      i'm cute boooooohoooo ahahaha idk. sometimes i tend to blurt out stuff without much thinking. offensive perhaps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. The character of you for yourself is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;       adorably sexy. LOL. ok. i can be fun and crazy at times but when it comes to serious businesses, don't expect a HAHHAHAHAH me. one thing, i put others above self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. On contrary, the character you hate of yourself is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;       LAZY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. The most ideal person that you wanna be is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;       Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. For the people who likes you, say something about them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;       i thought you love me? huhu.. so lame ah. hehe. well, thanks, i appreciate it, really. i like you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-5620486102832437251?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5620486102832437251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=5620486102832437251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5620486102832437251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5620486102832437251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged.html' title='tagged'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-5862824762340189140</id><published>2008-11-12T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T01:22:11.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;love, i promise you forever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-5862824762340189140?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5862824762340189140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=5862824762340189140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5862824762340189140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5862824762340189140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-i-promise-you-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-856688645545486349</id><published>2008-11-05T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T02:03:24.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Below is a conversation between my mentor and i, Nov 5th dated, 4 p.m. timed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*knock knock*&lt;br /&gt;Jess : Good morning sir! (look at watch) T.T ehh sorry,. good afternoon.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Dr. KBS : *smiling* Yes, here for FA?&lt;br /&gt;Jess : err.. yar yar. (nodding head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. KBS looks to a stack of papers on the table, on his left front and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;Jess takes her FA from the stack of FA papers and passes it to Dr. KBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. KBS : Yes. You are Hong Yo-key Poh?&lt;br /&gt;Jess : -.-"" Yoke Poh. (not bad. He remembers my name! Normally he only calls my name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after  he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sees my signature on the paper T.T)&lt;br /&gt;Dr. KBS : Ohh, good. Congrats. *shakes my hand* So, next time I want to see 90.&lt;br /&gt;Jess : -.-"" *speechless*&lt;br /&gt;Dr. KBS : So, your name is Yoke Poh.. (weeeeee! He got it right)&lt;br /&gt;Jess : Yehh. Yoke.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. KBS : You know yolk is very important..&lt;br /&gt;Jess : Yehh yehh,. provide nutrients..&lt;br /&gt;Dr. KBS : For egg development,. birds,. you know egg yolk.. so you are like the yolk.. to the class.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you know.. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;Jess : -.-" ohh.. hehehe. okey.. (kinda lame.. but i'm touched)&lt;br /&gt;Dr. KBS : *gives the "are you done yet" look*&lt;br /&gt;Jess : Okay! thank you sir. *very teethy smile* byebye.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. KBS : Bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Tell you what, this is the longest conversation i ever had with him in the past 3 months. I think he is one of the nicest lecturer around, he is really humble and he is always smiling!&lt;br /&gt;He is so cute. LOL. But he can be quite sarcastic at times.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-856688645545486349?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/856688645545486349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=856688645545486349' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/856688645545486349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/856688645545486349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/11/below-is-conversation-between-my-mentor.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-3289980136007855928</id><published>2008-11-04T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T08:28:34.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm getting better :)&lt;br /&gt;i spent 6 hours doing everything except studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN am I good at pampering myself! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-3289980136007855928?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3289980136007855928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=3289980136007855928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/3289980136007855928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/3289980136007855928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-getting-better-i-spent-6-hours-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-912841467284329774</id><published>2008-11-02T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T00:37:08.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel dispatched, dismal, dreary.&lt;br /&gt;Cheerless.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not snubbed or anything, things are good, prolly it's just me. Prolly it's just another episode of P.M.S. A withdrawal symptom perhaps? O.O&lt;br /&gt;But what is it that is missing?&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I hate female hormones. LOL. As much as i like em' as secondary growth stimulants, i also abhor em' for wrecking my cloud nine every month.&lt;br /&gt;You see, it's a love-hate thingy, a cycle that will go on for another..say, 30yrs? haha.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike emo episodes.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it is hard for me to express myself and to convey my feelings. I don't bare my feelings in public, maybe i will be a little more quiet than usual, but yehh, i don't want to upset others or make them unhappy. It is not easy though.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if my blog is not entertaining and whiny. I didn't intend to do a informative/interesting blog. It is just a channel for me to write down my thoughts and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;I wish nobody would read this ..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bathe and sleep-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-912841467284329774?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/912841467284329774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=912841467284329774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/912841467284329774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/912841467284329774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-feel-dispatched-dismal-dreary.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-5228143089520129996</id><published>2008-11-01T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T08:57:57.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;jess just wanna smile.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-5228143089520129996?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5228143089520129996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=5228143089520129996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5228143089520129996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5228143089520129996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/11/jess-just-wanna-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-8761554506298489004</id><published>2008-10-31T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:31:20.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;holla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;had pizza with keng keng, kenneth and ah bi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;garlic tomato spagetti was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thai chicken pizza was quite a let down. blueeeek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ohhh, we had free ice creams though. LOL. the waiter's accidental treat. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the icre creams were fabulously good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heh. mood-lifter, bonding-agent, laughter-render. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;was a good night overall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;location : pizza hut tmn connaught&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263373854433007266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SQtColGO1qI/AAAAAAAAADc/TDlixKDD8Cc/s320/31102008(001).bmp" border="0" /&gt; keng keng and jess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SQtCaE35FxI/AAAAAAAAADU/9nrrsoAkV-8/s1600-h/keng2.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263373605264758546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SQtCaE35FxI/AAAAAAAAADU/9nrrsoAkV-8/s320/keng2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; tripLe pLeasUre &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SQtCVr7sPeI/AAAAAAAAADM/GXzvztl4lZE/s1600-h/SDC11822.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263373529850330594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SQtCVr7sPeI/AAAAAAAAADM/GXzvztl4lZE/s320/SDC11822.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; me in keng's specs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SQtCQ-iHq-I/AAAAAAAAADE/j7TMCA7jzZE/s1600-h/SDC11820.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263373448944004066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SQtCQ-iHq-I/AAAAAAAAADE/j7TMCA7jzZE/s320/SDC11820.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; mocking ah lian / ah sam look -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263373316557162994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SQtCJRWoyfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_OLFqA7IQwY/s320/SDC11810.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me and ah bi (smiley eyes ^^)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SQtLUM5XSRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/3ukIdwnnjGE/s1600-h/pizzahut3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263383399943850258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SQtLUM5XSRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/3ukIdwnnjGE/s320/pizzahut3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ken and keng &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SQtLINQDZUI/AAAAAAAAADs/XfRZQeudBkM/s1600-h/pizzahut2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263383193880585538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SQtLINQDZUI/AAAAAAAAADs/XfRZQeudBkM/s320/pizzahut2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bao bei and jess again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SQtLBN6XR6I/AAAAAAAAADk/KBuMapJpIxw/s1600-h/pizzahut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263383073798965154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SQtLBN6XR6I/AAAAAAAAADk/KBuMapJpIxw/s320/pizzahut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; poor kev can't join us..thx yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-8761554506298489004?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8761554506298489004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=8761554506298489004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/8761554506298489004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/8761554506298489004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/10/holla.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SQtColGO1qI/AAAAAAAAADc/TDlixKDD8Cc/s72-c/31102008(001).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-6268674299244282723</id><published>2008-10-30T12:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:20:22.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life oh life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm suprised because many things happened tonight, things that i don't anticipate. lol. i suddenly feel i grew overnight. lol. emotionally and mentally. i wanna laugh at myself. i reminisce some part of my life. hmm. *laughs* i want to go back to those days. avril-like days. hmm. how much i've changed over the years eh. but. there are some things that never change, very much stick to me till now. and i'm not gonna change anything.my determination never dies after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/SQoR1PN00pI/AAAAAAAAAA0/GOFSvuBjkoU/s1600-h/Picture0057.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-6268674299244282723?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/6268674299244282723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=6268674299244282723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/6268674299244282723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/6268674299244282723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-oh-life_867.html' title='life oh life'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-2657348856598576620</id><published>2008-10-28T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T05:33:37.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello there :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I found my camera, in my father's closet. zzz. Guess dad took it and kept it there (couldn't be anyone else -.-) lol. Anyways, it's been a hot day and i've been sweating non stop. And FYI, i do have a great tendency to sweat even under cold weather, air-conditioned rooms, cool areas..wow.. i don't know, some people sweat on their palms, axillary or soles of their feet but me, i sweat on my back! wakakaka. It's embarassing you know. Guys don't like that, don't they?But thank God i don't sweat THAT much these days. XD Probably i'm getting less active and ohh, i have gained some weight too. Age is catching up fast and my metabolism is soooooooooo slowing down. Not to mention i also hardly exercise XD and there's no way to increase my metabolism rate unless i get my butt moving. So, yeh yoke poh, get your body moving.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Life is not bad. Gotta start studying for my finals already. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mcd fries is sooooo finger lickin' goood-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-2657348856598576620?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2657348856598576620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=2657348856598576620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/2657348856598576620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/2657348856598576620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-there-d-guess-what-i-found-my.html' title=''/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675376127691184374.post-5097852593835680308</id><published>2008-10-27T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:17:50.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, it's me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;post #1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I watched Meet Joe Black today. And bam, was it good. That was the second time im watching it and i don't mind watching it for the 3rd, 4th, 5th time.. the list goes on. Yeh, Brad Pitt plays Joe Black, angel of death, came down to earth from hell for a vacation and to bring back a successful, wealthy and powerful soul with him when he returns to hell. This is a wonderful story, Martin Brest is brilliant. Joe, a personification of Death.. is potrayed in such a posh, charming character. It is a little contradictory though because Death is always viewed as negative, depressing, downbeat but in this story, Joe is the absolute antagonist of death. I mean the way his character is potrayed. He's so fine looking and well versed, fascinating, yet amibly innocent at the same time! MADNESS. Brad Pitt plays the role so well. I have a deep crush on Joe Black, wonder whether will there be any man like him in this world..wait, make the scope smaller..MALAYSIA maybe? He's a perfect combo of a Boy and a Man. haha. sometimes, i dream too much. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ohh. I also watched another good movie the day before. Max Payne. Hmm, i liked it. Cool drugs ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i need to find my camera, misplace it somewhere :(-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675376127691184374-5097852593835680308?l=ypjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5097852593835680308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7675376127691184374&amp;postID=5097852593835680308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5097852593835680308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675376127691184374/posts/default/5097852593835680308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ypjess.blogspot.com/2008/10/yes-its-me.html' title='yes, it&apos;s me.'/><author><name>.:jessyp:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643459214280173195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxdrFq0iIKE/Sp6-iLpIyhI/AAAAAAAAATw/uMZOq4GCFRs/S220/daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
