<?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-2726026970834601480</id><updated>2012-03-16T19:55:35.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jasmine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>290</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-1615813414324189367</id><published>2010-03-23T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T16:21:44.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh. I can't believe that I'm not-so into blogging anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.... Things have still been manageable, so far.&lt;br /&gt;I had spent my March Hol rather wisely :) Camp, project, homework, cleaning and so on ....&lt;br /&gt;I've also survived numerous hours of npap training.&lt;br /&gt;I guess now the worst thing is - I'm still the Class Chairperson. &lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I do-not-like the job.&lt;br /&gt;But again, there's nothing that can be done now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I shall try to post every week from now on. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-1615813414324189367?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/1615813414324189367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/03/sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1615813414324189367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1615813414324189367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/03/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-3328234720033386274</id><published>2010-03-15T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:56:54.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AH. I've been so busy, especially this march hols.&lt;br /&gt;Shall be going for camp tomorrow, for 2days, 1night.&lt;br /&gt;I love camps but somehow, I'm not in the mood for one this hols. Sad...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Happy Hols to people out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you and you and you and you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine night-walking on a rainy-stormy midnight~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-3328234720033386274?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/3328234720033386274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/03/ah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3328234720033386274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3328234720033386274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/03/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-498111395275306436</id><published>2010-03-05T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:41:14.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I almost died, thankfully things are considered alright now.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... I've changed. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who are always by my side, accompanying me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm emo but yeah. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-498111395275306436?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/498111395275306436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-almost-died-thankfully-things-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/498111395275306436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/498111395275306436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-almost-died-thankfully-things-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-1439953376386738803</id><published>2010-03-02T15:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T15:52:02.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WANT TO QUIT THIS .&lt;br /&gt;It has never been a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I HATE IT.&lt;br /&gt;They just don't understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-1439953376386738803?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/1439953376386738803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-to-quit-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1439953376386738803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1439953376386738803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-to-quit-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-5303421744648127743</id><published>2010-03-01T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T19:26:37.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why can't people just understand me some of the times?&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do all of you think by doing that, it makes me feel good? Well, it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;I'm cursing and swearing within me. Nobody knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm really sorry. I know I'm a fortunate person, compared to lots others out there in the world. Well, it's just that sometimes, it's difficult to control things and before you knew it, things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like to be like me~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-5303421744648127743?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/5303421744648127743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-cant-people-just-understand-me-some.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5303421744648127743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5303421744648127743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-cant-people-just-understand-me-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-1652467159278120061</id><published>2010-02-28T09:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T09:15:59.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. I haven't blogged for so long. Hm..&lt;br /&gt;OKay, I just can't believe it cuz it's like I was so into blogging last year.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things have changed this year, everything looks so different now.&lt;br /&gt;Life has become so hectic, 24hours a day is no longer enough.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to lose my temper very easily, and I'm really sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me, friends, and don't leave me alone... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to feel the feeling of emptiness...&lt;br /&gt;Where are you, when I needed you the most?&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, my results took a deep plunge too.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I do feel like crying, without any reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I want, so don't ask me, because I'm still trying to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what's down this road, I'm just walking.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to see through the rain coming down.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I'm not the only one who feels the way I do.&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm just a girl, trying to find a place in this world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-1652467159278120061?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/1652467159278120061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/02/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1652467159278120061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1652467159278120061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/02/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-4756485521243817363</id><published>2010-02-07T11:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T11:24:51.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-4756485521243817363?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/4756485521243817363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/4756485521243817363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/4756485521243817363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-3973020964479700486</id><published>2010-02-05T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T09:00:05.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks so much for all your care &amp;amp; concern. =)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm glad I managed to make through the whole training today!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NPAP&lt;/span&gt; is so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt;. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ma'ams&lt;/span&gt; and Sirs are great people.&lt;br /&gt;We're given a lot of food, and I really mean A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Eliz, &lt;3 Thanks. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wohooooo. My mortal knows me. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-3973020964479700486?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/3973020964479700486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/02/thanks-so-much-for-all-your-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3973020964479700486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3973020964479700486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/02/thanks-so-much-for-all-your-care.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-1573956947590984794</id><published>2010-01-31T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T21:10:32.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wooah. What a busy weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a relatively good day.&lt;br /&gt;Lingshi, SiQi &amp;amp; I were supposed to shop for new year clothes. In the end, only Ling manage to buy something (Btw, it's a skirt ;) hahas. Actually, I have it too, just that it's a different colour from hers. So well, I didn't purchase anything. But, I borrowed a book titled "Wings". It's really similar to Twilight, just that it talks about faeries instead of vampires. :)&lt;br /&gt;How fast, two days have passed by. NPAP is reaching. Will I get to find out about him? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Oh yes! Finally, I've heard from HaiQi! =D my long lost friend. We might be meeting during June Hols, yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-1573956947590984794?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/1573956947590984794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/wooah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1573956947590984794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1573956947590984794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/wooah.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-2382355097081122417</id><published>2010-01-28T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:16:32.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't posted for so long. =(&lt;br /&gt;I've been leading such a hectic life lately. =(&lt;br /&gt;There's not much time for relaxation. =(&lt;br /&gt;There are tests every week. =(&lt;br /&gt;Sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really looking forward to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NPAP&lt;/span&gt;.. The 1st day I mean. =)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I will dislike it sooner or later. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of suffering. Sufferings due to Desires. =&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-2382355097081122417?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/2382355097081122417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-havent-posted-for-so-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/2382355097081122417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/2382355097081122417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-havent-posted-for-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-5403514074812683152</id><published>2010-01-22T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T21:25:32.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe the cohort camp's all over. Initially, I was thinking it would be a total waste of time (even though I quite like camps). But...now that it has ended, I'm hoping that it will start all over again. Suppose all good things must come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of the camp:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Problem-solving =&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jay &amp;amp; his talks *thumb's up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Appreciation cum Hugging Session (I almost cried. Again.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eurasian Community House. (I've learnt a lot) {Thx, Char &amp;amp; Jes} =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The movie clip, Facing The Giants. (It &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;roxs&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inter-class Skit Competition. Simply Enjoyable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, this week, I've gotta, by chance, know and understand some of my friends better. Sigh, the sad thing is, I've realised that some of them aren't as true as they seem to be. This world is so complicated. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Honestly, I can't bring myself to forget him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-5403514074812683152?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/5403514074812683152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-cant-believe-cohort-camps-all-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5403514074812683152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5403514074812683152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-cant-believe-cohort-camps-all-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-1580066784020924354</id><published>2010-01-19T17:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T18:09:15.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day of cohort camp. It was simply ... memorable.&lt;br /&gt;The talks by Jay were awesome. He made me realise &amp;amp; learn a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often, we fail to appreciate little things around us that are also part of our life.&lt;br /&gt;We love pointing out other people's mistakes. But usually, we fail to see our own faults.&lt;br /&gt;Without trust, there's no hope.&lt;br /&gt;Our true friends contribute a lot to our success.&lt;br /&gt;Always reflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at the end of today's event, we sort of had this activity whereby everyone was supposed to write something nice about one another on pieces of papers. Finally, we came to this Hugging-session. Everyone stood up &amp;amp; began embracing one another. The atmosphere was simply filled with warmth and joy, I feel. I almost cried. But, it was a nice feeling. I just realised my friends are just so so so important. Without them, I wouldn't have survived. Love you guys always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-1580066784020924354?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/1580066784020924354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-was-2-nd-day-of-cohort-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1580066784020924354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1580066784020924354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-was-2-nd-day-of-cohort-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-2377994355298026737</id><published>2010-01-16T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T22:02:46.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; Day specially for this year's Sec 1s. I'm so tired after the whole event and I actually slept for the afternoon which I don't normally do so. But well, I guess it wasn't all that bad. Kind of fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in my NP Full U :D and for my squad, we did fancy drills! Wore gloves for the first time. (:&lt;br /&gt;I do hope more Sec 1s will join NP this year. They have to! After all the practices, hard work, effort, time &amp;amp; punishments that our whole unit have been through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So well, hope for the best!&lt;br /&gt;NPCC IS COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mortal, Anita, doesn't seem to be the type that write letters... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-2377994355298026737?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/2377994355298026737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-was-cca-day-specially-for-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/2377994355298026737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/2377994355298026737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-was-cca-day-specially-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-7578485875622234173</id><published>2010-01-15T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T21:00:53.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss Blogging. After nearly 2 weeks. OMG. I've broken my own record.&lt;br /&gt;Well, these days have been really terribly busy for me and their not gonna end just yet. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;No one will know how I feel I suppose... Nobody knows... I'm suffering in silence.&lt;br /&gt;Some people just don't care at all.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I'm in a really bad mood today. I screamed at people. :( I'm damn frustrated. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;ARRGH. this feeling SUCKS kay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-7578485875622234173?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/7578485875622234173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-miss-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7578485875622234173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7578485875622234173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-miss-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-375623966625530899</id><published>2010-01-06T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T18:12:36.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These days are bad bad bad.&lt;br /&gt;School stuff, NPCC, CmPs = AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog when I have the time and mood.&lt;br /&gt;I cried yesterday. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-375623966625530899?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/375623966625530899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/these-days-are-bad-bad-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/375623966625530899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/375623966625530899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/these-days-are-bad-bad-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-3386690003538840353</id><published>2010-01-04T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T17:59:59.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, well, I still can't really believe it. I'm Sec 2 now, going 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first of school. Once again. It was really nice seeing my friends again, and of course, my two dearest FMs, Ms &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashikin&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Mr Low. I'm so so so happy that they're gonna be my FMs for the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; year!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wow, the Sec 1 girls look tall for your age.&lt;br /&gt;They look cute in their uniforms too. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, everything was fine except the talks. We sat down most of the time. I mean talks are fine, but can the teachers at least let us stand and stretch once every half hour or so? =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, on the whole, school was great. I miss those times. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be Class Party tomorrow and I do hope it turns out fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-3386690003538840353?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/3386690003538840353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-well-i-still-cant-really-believe-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3386690003538840353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3386690003538840353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-well-i-still-cant-really-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-6169673487426985809</id><published>2010-01-03T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:36:49.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School reopens tomorrow. = How Fast...&lt;br /&gt;My resolutions for the year.&lt;br /&gt;1. Do well in Academics.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do well in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NPCC&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. Be Nicer.&lt;br /&gt;4. Be Less Lazy.&lt;br /&gt;5. Reduce, Reuse, Recycle.&lt;br /&gt;6. Spend Less.&lt;br /&gt;7. Don't waste time on U&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;nnecessary&lt;/span&gt; Stuff.&lt;br /&gt;8. Try not to take Things For Granted.&lt;br /&gt;9. Make my Parents Proud.&lt;br /&gt;10. Plan my time.&lt;br /&gt;... That's anout all. =)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one more. I shall not spend too much time on the com, which means I will have to blog less as well. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-6169673487426985809?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/6169673487426985809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-reopens-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6169673487426985809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6169673487426985809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-reopens-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-6251890679114550750</id><published>2010-01-01T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T15:14:50.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Breakfast at McDonald's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my college degree.&lt;br /&gt;The last class I had to take was Sociology.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human being had be en graced with.&lt;br /&gt;Her last project of the term was called, 'Smile.'&lt;br /&gt;The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their reactions.&lt;br /&gt;I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway. So, I thought this would be a piece of cake, iterally.&lt;br /&gt;Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonald's one crisp March morning.&lt;br /&gt;It was just our way of sharing special playtime with our son.&lt;br /&gt;We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then even my husband did.&lt;br /&gt;I did not move an inch... an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved. &lt;br /&gt;As I turned around I smelled a horrible 'dirty body' smell, and there standing behind me were two poor homeless men.&lt;br /&gt;As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was 'smiling'&lt;br /&gt;His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God's Light as he searched for acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;He said, 'Good day' as he counted the few coins he had been clutching..&lt;br /&gt;The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation.&lt;br /&gt;I held my tears as I stood there with them..&lt;br /&gt;The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted..&lt;br /&gt;He said, 'Coffee is all Miss' because that was all they could afford. (If they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something. He just wanted to be warm).&lt;br /&gt;Then I really felt it - the compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action.&lt;br /&gt;I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray.&lt;br /&gt;I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman's cold hand.&lt;br /&gt;He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, 'Thank you.'&lt;br /&gt;I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, 'I did not do this for you. God is here working through me to give you hope.'&lt;br /&gt;I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son. When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, 'That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me hope..'&lt;br /&gt;We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that only because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give.&lt;br /&gt;We are not church goers, but we are believers.&lt;br /&gt;That day showed me the pure Light of God's sweet love.&lt;br /&gt;I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story in hand.&lt;br /&gt;I turned in 'my project' and the instructor read it.&lt;br /&gt;Then she looked up at me and said, 'Can I share this?'&lt;br /&gt;I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class.&lt;br /&gt;She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings and being part of God share this need to heal people and to be healed.&lt;br /&gt;In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald's, my son,the instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a college student.&lt;br /&gt;I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn:&lt;br /&gt;UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS -&lt;br /&gt;NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Angel wrote:&lt;br /&gt;Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To handle yourself, use your head..&lt;br /&gt;To handle others, use your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Gives every bird it's food, but He does not throw it into its nest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~*~*~*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-6251890679114550750?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/6251890679114550750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/breakfast-at-mcdonalds-i-am-mother-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6251890679114550750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6251890679114550750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/breakfast-at-mcdonalds-i-am-mother-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-1657281088148948368</id><published>2010-01-01T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:22:34.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My first post for year 2010, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WHEEEE&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, well a year has really really really gone by.&lt;br /&gt;And, I'd like to thank all my loved ones, for absolutely almost everything!&lt;br /&gt;For showing me so much care and concern, lifting my spirit up whenever I'm feeling low, never giving up on me and most importantly, accompanying me through my whole life journey. Without all of you, I'm almost nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess the 3 most difficult (is it?) THINGS I wanna say to all of U are -&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH, even if U haven't realised it yet.&lt;br /&gt;I'M SORRY for all my wrongdoings &amp;amp; I will try my very best not to repeat them again.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE CONTINUE TO GUIDE ME, this little girl in the big, big world, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless My Loved Ones, The World &amp;amp; All Her People.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-1657281088148948368?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/1657281088148948368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-first-post-for-year-2010-wheeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1657281088148948368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1657281088148948368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-first-post-for-year-2010-wheeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-8856716260599086094</id><published>2009-12-31T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:13:44.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This shall be my last post, for year 2009, and also my 280&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; post.&lt;br /&gt;Another 365 days have gone by, in the blink of an eye. Once again, I will cherish and remember those sweet and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;valuble&lt;/span&gt; memories/experiences that I've earned during this year's journey. This year has been really awesome and meaningful after all. I've gained a lot, but I've lost pretty much too. That's good &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; that's the main reason why I'm much stronger now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't believe a year's gonna be over, just like this ... ... ... Oh my. There's no turning back. Just moving forward till the end." My current thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;... Have I accomplished a lot this year? I hope so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope the upcoming year will be even more wonderful, fulfilling and fruitful! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! =D&lt;br /&gt;Everything little thing is gonna be alright, don't worry about another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-8856716260599086094?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/8856716260599086094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-shall-be-my-last-post-for-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8856716260599086094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8856716260599086094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-shall-be-my-last-post-for-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-4719691255072363547</id><published>2009-12-31T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:20:18.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today was quite okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was frequently being "bullied" though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Si &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shu&lt;/span&gt; En looks so "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuteee&lt;/span&gt;" in that picture (I've removed it to please her). =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, in short, we ate at the food court, chatted, walked around, went arcade and took &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;neoprint&lt;/span&gt;. Again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(: (: (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm kind of happy and sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;School's reopening and I'm not really prepared, both physically and emotionally. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sigh, but deep within my heart, I can feel a small sense of excitement calling out to me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-4719691255072363547?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/4719691255072363547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-was-quite-okay-bah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/4719691255072363547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/4719691255072363547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-was-quite-okay-bah.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-1887828017742762513</id><published>2009-12-30T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T19:51:24.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jay eh ass em ai en ee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-1887828017742762513?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/1887828017742762513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/jay-eh-ass-em-ai-en-ee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1887828017742762513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1887828017742762513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/jay-eh-ass-em-ai-en-ee.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-5211625270567767181</id><published>2009-12-30T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T19:43:58.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't go out today after all, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt;, I'm "tired". The only reason I can think of is school's reopening and once again, I can feel the stress. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arrgh&lt;/span&gt;. I just can't take it some of the times, don't know why. Don't get it wrong, I still love school all the same. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, this time round, I will be a sec 2/5 girl, a  sec 2 ma'am and an angel. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what's down this road, I'm just walking... ... ... ... ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing you~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-5211625270567767181?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/5211625270567767181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-didnt-go-out-today-after-all-cuz-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5211625270567767181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5211625270567767181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-didnt-go-out-today-after-all-cuz-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-5650819938731033332</id><published>2009-12-29T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T18:01:21.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(: Today was another day. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lingshi&lt;/span&gt; managed to buy a school bag. "Unfortunately", we have the same bags now. I do hope we will not carry the wrong bag home! =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after we were done walking around at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;whitesands&lt;/span&gt;, which was about 2pm, we took a train to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PlazaSing&lt;/span&gt;. We continued to walk and walk. At about 4.30pm, we ate and went home. She didn't find her ideal bookmark though... As for me, I didn't purchase anything at all! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I will be meeting Char &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SiQi&lt;/span&gt; at Central Lending Library. We're gonna study, how hardworking. =) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, on Thursday, I might be meeting some of my P6 friends. I'm not sure if I can make it though. =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh! I just hope I can get to really focus on my work tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-5650819938731033332?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/5650819938731033332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-was-another-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5650819938731033332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5650819938731033332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-was-another-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-4500714125130573167</id><published>2009-12-28T21:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:46:18.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420278941524567570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/Sziy-r0aJhI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Uq8fqqW69cQ/s200/Photo2329.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This two guys were actually having a boxing session at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;carpark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Weird.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420279902848534098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/Sziz2pB5xlI/AAAAAAAAAXc/mMUzaFWlqPc/s200/Photo2335.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A Beautiful Night. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I haven't been updating much about this few days. Anyway, sorry Eileen &amp;amp; Carissa. = Can't watch the movie with both of you tomorrow. Actually, I'm also not very keen on it... Anyway, we'll be meeting again before school starts! Hope you'll enjoy the show... =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;School's gonna reopen and I will be accompanying &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lingshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to sort of scout for a school bag. There's this shop at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;whitesands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so we should be going there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And, I haven't been doing a lot of revision. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-4500714125130573167?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/4500714125130573167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-two-guys-were-actually-having.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/4500714125130573167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/4500714125130573167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-two-guys-were-actually-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/Sziy-r0aJhI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Uq8fqqW69cQ/s72-c/Photo2329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-411934758696061550</id><published>2009-12-27T18:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T18:43:03.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Woah&lt;/span&gt;. I'm having this feeling of peacefulness all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've chatted online with a some good friends today - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eileen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;faizal&lt;/span&gt;, jasmine, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tilda&lt;/span&gt; etc.&lt;br /&gt;It has been like a year since I last saw &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;faizal&lt;/span&gt; and jasmine too. :(&lt;br /&gt;I really hope to see them soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I really love this save-the-earth bag that I've received &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ytd&lt;/span&gt;. It's covered with shoes. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href=""&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419861547658042226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/Szc3XKf023I/AAAAAAAAAXM/8H0yPUySW8U/s200/Photo2249.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I can use it for shopping purposes. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&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/2726026970834601480-411934758696061550?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/411934758696061550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/woah_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/411934758696061550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/411934758696061550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/woah_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/Szc3XKf023I/AAAAAAAAAXM/8H0yPUySW8U/s72-c/Photo2249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-3011993594035750151</id><published>2009-12-26T21:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T22:58:37.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href=""&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419559138547242626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SzYkUoxUloI/AAAAAAAAAXE/IPdC5x95ftk/s200/Photo2236.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Woah&lt;/span&gt;. The gathering at Uncle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Meng's&lt;/span&gt; house was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;The food was delicious. =D There were sushi, chicken &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;popi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;japanese&lt;/span&gt; curry, satay, ah ma's famous noodles etc and of course, the log cake! They didn't allow me to drink wine though.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy for Jeanette. Her boyfriend's really a decent guy, a really nice chap.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slightly jealous. HEH. But, he kind of being "bullied" by us. =D&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, I was with two of my cute little cousins, Jolene and Jamie (8yrs old &amp;amp; 11yrs old). We actually discussed about guys. But, they are in a girls school, so yep. (: Like me.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I received presents. =D&lt;br /&gt;On the whole, the gathering was just simply ... wonderful. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cuz&lt;/span&gt; all of us hardly have a chance to meet up. One of my mom's brother had migrated to US with his family a few years ago. It has been so long since I last saw them and my little cute cousin, Joseph. He should be 5 years old now.&lt;br /&gt;It's really amazing how all my cousins' names starts with the letter "J".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char's a good dreamer, so am I. ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-3011993594035750151?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/3011993594035750151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/woah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3011993594035750151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3011993594035750151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SzYkUoxUloI/AAAAAAAAAXE/IPdC5x95ftk/s72-c/Photo2236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-2426536675703590178</id><published>2009-12-26T15:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T15:11:44.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href=""&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419437269091358338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SzW1e5q0FoI/AAAAAAAAAW8/MD6p2gkAWtM/s200/Photo2233.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is one of the views from my house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SIGH. Let it stop raining/Let it snow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna go for the gathering soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeanette's bring her boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ANYWAY, HAPPY BOXING DAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-2426536675703590178?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/2426536675703590178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-one-of-views-from-my-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/2426536675703590178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/2426536675703590178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-one-of-views-from-my-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SzW1e5q0FoI/AAAAAAAAAW8/MD6p2gkAWtM/s72-c/Photo2233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-4024900181282758190</id><published>2009-12-25T22:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:45:50.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;There goes Christmas again ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another year's gonna pass by and I'm getting older too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Right now, the hols is nearly coming to an end which obviously means school's starting soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Actually, I suppose I don't really mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In fact, I'm quite looking forward to that. Going to school, spending time with friends, classmates, teachers ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But then, stress will be haunting me again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is there any way to prevent myself from stressing at all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, I'm just simply thankful for my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is quite the first time that I'm feeling tired on Christmas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm gonna think of you tonight.~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Thank You for all Your Blessings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A reminder to all: Never ever take things too much for granted. You will certainly regret. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Count Your Blessings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Love your Loved ones with All your Heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-4024900181282758190?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/4024900181282758190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-goes-christmas-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/4024900181282758190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/4024900181282758190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-goes-christmas-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-807519323364043723</id><published>2009-12-25T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T11:06:14.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419155246845712738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SzS0_C7u2WI/AAAAAAAAAW0/gZgPpJRRhWE/s200/Photo2110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-807519323364043723?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/807519323364043723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/807519323364043723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/807519323364043723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/d.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SzS0_C7u2WI/AAAAAAAAAW0/gZgPpJRRhWE/s72-c/Photo2110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-6353599264267129793</id><published>2009-12-25T10:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T11:04:52.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's Christmas! :D&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I started off by greeting my parents, brother &amp;amp; giving them a cute little gift each.&lt;br /&gt;I received a red packet. That's the tradition. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They were, as usual, happy and touched. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=""&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419003912728542770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SzQrWPai_jI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mu4uFGypjrM/s200/Photo2111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Woah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I love this day! Feels awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a Christmas gathering at my Uncle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Meng's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; house tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Looking really forward to it. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear God, Thank You For All Your Blessings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-6353599264267129793?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/6353599264267129793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-christmas-d-happy-birthday-jesus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6353599264267129793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6353599264267129793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-christmas-d-happy-birthday-jesus.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SzQrWPai_jI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mu4uFGypjrM/s72-c/Photo2111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-8468484244229507024</id><published>2009-12-25T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T11:06:31.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418824095038429250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SzOHzeUX2EI/AAAAAAAAAWk/nlGRdkUvaAc/s200/reindeer_midnight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;May your world be filled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Joy, Hope, Peace &amp;amp; Laughter always.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;-God Bless The World-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-8468484244229507024?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/8468484244229507024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-may-your-world-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8468484244229507024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8468484244229507024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-may-your-world-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SzOHzeUX2EI/AAAAAAAAAWk/nlGRdkUvaAc/s72-c/reindeer_midnight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-8970300343313020223</id><published>2009-12-24T20:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T23:19:00.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was really ... different.&lt;br /&gt;My brother has grown up. At long last.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy for him.&lt;br /&gt;*He looks better with the new hairdo. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I'm not angry with her now.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, I still love her as a friend all the same.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-8970300343313020223?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/8970300343313020223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/hmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8970300343313020223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8970300343313020223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-4798947280445476789</id><published>2009-12-24T11:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T11:16:38.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;Why are you so nice on the one hand and so heartless the next?&lt;br /&gt;Do you even spare a thought for me?&lt;br /&gt;Or am I just some stand-by or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;This is saddening.&lt;br /&gt;You've broken my heart for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna give up on this friend.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to a point where I kind of realised we're not meant to be really good friends.&lt;br /&gt;That's life, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;:( Cruel. Evil. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling better now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, be happy, that's what I love to say.&lt;br /&gt;My brother's coming back today(: &amp;amp; going back on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because of my eyes' condition, I've gotta try to stay away from the computer~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-4798947280445476789?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/4798947280445476789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/4798947280445476789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/4798947280445476789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-8969941595510338899</id><published>2009-12-22T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T15:32:36.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;X'mas&lt;/span&gt; Gifts for my dear parents are ready.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've got a new pair of spectacles. RED. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've bought a new pencil case. $6.90.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He's still constantly in my mind.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm left with half of my composition. Isn't that remarkable? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did MATH. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm looking forward to 27.12.09 &amp;amp; ... beyond?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is the best way to prevent yourself from missing someone?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-8969941595510338899?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/8969941595510338899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/xmas-gifts-for-my-dear-parents-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8969941595510338899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8969941595510338899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/xmas-gifts-for-my-dear-parents-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-5054160802137727024</id><published>2009-12-20T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T18:45:44.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;GREAT! I did some Math just now. :D Finally. Am getting back the momentum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't be meeting them on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt; though. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, today was pretty good. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-5054160802137727024?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/5054160802137727024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/great-i-did-some-math-just-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5054160802137727024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5054160802137727024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/great-i-did-some-math-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-5289871661520780083</id><published>2009-12-19T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T22:16:27.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you are unique and precious. When you try to value yourself for being the best in something, you are bound to fail. Even Olympic champions are the best only for a few years. You are precious to God not because there is no one better than you, but because you are a unique creation of mind, body and spirit, - there is no one like you, - and that is exactly what makes you so indescribably precious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-5289871661520780083?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/5289871661520780083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-are-unique-and-precious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5289871661520780083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5289871661520780083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-are-unique-and-precious.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-7330809601926982010</id><published>2009-12-19T15:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T18:32:46.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Woah&lt;/span&gt;. I haven't been posting much about this week. Well, I've been going shopping with my mom for Xmas gifts! I'm sure my cousins will love those gifts. Tom &amp;amp; Jerry are darn cute! :D And, of course, I've already bought my parents' gifts. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lingshi&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SiQi&lt;/span&gt; will know the whole "sad" story behind the cups. ;D &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I haven't started revision yet and that's bad. :( &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AHHH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But, I guess I will be meeting my darling friends this coming &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;We will be studying together? Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. Hols' gonna end. Year 2009's gonna end. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-7330809601926982010?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/7330809601926982010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/yay-i-gotta-meet-my-friends-soon-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7330809601926982010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7330809601926982010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/yay-i-gotta-meet-my-friends-soon-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-2490996346728830716</id><published>2009-12-19T10:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T10:23:33.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Do you know, that someone who's always trying to get people's attention, feel lonely and out of place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, people doubt whether they belong, this is when someone else have to come and wrap that person in a blanket of warmth and assurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that feeling lonely, can be caused by having too much people?&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, if you were in the middle of the crowd, but no one notices you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone says that 'they understand'. But do they?&lt;br /&gt;Take for example, the feeling of being left out, abandonment, and getting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;outshined&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You want to be seen. You want to be heard. You want people to understand.&lt;br /&gt;They never do.&lt;br /&gt;Abandonment is a torture and an upsetting thing for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Getting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;outshined&lt;/span&gt; by the people you love most, it's endurance.&lt;br /&gt;Being left out and surrounded by everyone else that loves you, it's a torture, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing things that are never appreciated is a beauty."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;- Quoted from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Char's&lt;/span&gt; Blog. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WOAH&lt;/span&gt;. This week was fast ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-2490996346728830716?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/2490996346728830716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-you-know-that-someone-whos-always.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/2490996346728830716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/2490996346728830716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-you-know-that-someone-whos-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-453591020141029808</id><published>2009-12-17T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T23:00:06.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by "Si Shu En"</title><content type='html'>1.Are you single?: uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;2.Are you happy?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;3.Are you bored?: Not really.&lt;br /&gt;4.Are you fair?: I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;5.Are you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;indian&lt;/span&gt;?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;6.Are you stupid?: Depends.&lt;br /&gt;7.Are you honest?: I was from 6honesty'08. =D&lt;br /&gt;8.Are you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;irish&lt;/span&gt;?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;9.Are you nice?: Okay bah?&lt;br /&gt;10.Are you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;asian&lt;/span&gt;?: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full name: Jasmine &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jia&lt;/span&gt; Min.&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ja&lt;/span&gt;=D, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jas&lt;/span&gt;:D, Si &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;JasmineD&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace: Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Hair colour: Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;Hair style: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;... short.&lt;br /&gt;Eye colour: dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;DOB: 24/9/1996.&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Neutral.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite colour: Pastel and neutral colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One place you wished to visit: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.. too many to list out just one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten facts about your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Been in love?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;2.Believe in love in first sight?: Kind of.&lt;br /&gt;3.Currently have a crush?: Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;4.Being hurt emotionally before?: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;5.Broken &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; heart?: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IDK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6.Have your heart broken?: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IDK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7.Like someone but kept in heart?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;8.Are you afraid of commitment?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;9.Last person you hugged: My Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;10.Last person you said &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ILYs&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This or That.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love or lust: BOTH..ahem.. love =.=&lt;br /&gt;Cats or dogs: CATS!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;Best friends or regular friends: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IDK&lt;/span&gt;. =(&lt;br /&gt;Creamy or crunchy: crunchy~&lt;br /&gt;Pencil or pen: PEN!&lt;br /&gt;Wild night out or romantic in: Depends on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;Money of happiness: Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Night or day: Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; or phone: Phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been caught sneaking out: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Seen a polar bear: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;Done something you regret: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jumpin&lt;/span&gt;: ???&lt;br /&gt;Eat food that is on the floor?: NO.&lt;br /&gt;Eat an entire Jaw breaker?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Been caught naked: NO?!&lt;br /&gt;Wanted bf back?: No o.o..&lt;br /&gt;Cried because lost a person forever: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to disappear: NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preference of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile or eyes: Both.&lt;br /&gt;Light or dark hair: Dark.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs or kisses: BOTH. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shorter or taller: Taller.&lt;br /&gt;Intelligence or attraction: Both.&lt;br /&gt;Violent or pathetic: Violet.&lt;br /&gt;Older or younger: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.. Older by 2years. =D&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing or quiet: Half-half. =D&lt;br /&gt;Sweet or bad: Both. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performed in a large crowd?: I think so.&lt;br /&gt;Talk on the phone longer than a hour: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;A rock concert: No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cheerleading&lt;/span&gt; team: Nope!&lt;br /&gt;Dance team: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Sports team: Kind of.&lt;br /&gt;Drama play or production: Sort of...&lt;br /&gt;Owned rich cars: NO.&lt;br /&gt;In a rap video: NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last&lt;br /&gt;Call you made: To Char , I think.&lt;br /&gt;Hugged: My Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;Hung out: Eileen and Carissa.&lt;br /&gt;Work: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CIP&lt;/span&gt;? =D&lt;br /&gt;Talked to: My family.&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IM'ed&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Texted&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Juwairiya&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Movie: 2012 =D =D&lt;br /&gt;Person/thing you miss: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;... none of it currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I'm pretty greedy. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey Lee &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shu&lt;/span&gt; En, if you're reading this, do take note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jasmine &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jia&lt;/span&gt; Min is a super nice person. =D  In case you have forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-453591020141029808?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/453591020141029808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/tagged-by-si-shu-en_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/453591020141029808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/453591020141029808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/tagged-by-si-shu-en_17.html' title='Tagged by &quot;Si Shu En&quot;'/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-7568272093238909733</id><published>2009-12-16T18:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T18:55:19.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #cca 8px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: #cca 8px solid; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN: 16px; PADDING-LEFT: 32px; PADDING-RIGHT: 32px; BACKGROUND: #fff; BORDER-TOP: #cca 8px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #cca 8px solid; PADDING-TOP: 8pxfont-family:impact,verdana,arial;font-size:1.6em;color:#000;" align="center"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I gotta "Say No To Cheese &amp;amp; Chocolate" :(&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/2726026970834601480-7568272093238909733?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/7568272093238909733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/jasmine-just-feels-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7568272093238909733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7568272093238909733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/jasmine-just-feels-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-146009068090819820</id><published>2009-12-16T10:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T10:32:55.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Did you know that those who appear to be very strong in heart, are real weak and most susceptible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that those who spend their time protecting others are the ones that really need someone to protect them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that the three most difficult things to say are:&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Sorry &amp;amp; Help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that those who dress in red are more confident in themselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that those who dress in yellow are those that enjoy their beauty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that those who dress in black, are those who want to be unnoticed and need your help and understanding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that when you help someone, the help is returned in two folds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that it's easier to say what you feel in writing than saying it to someone in the face? But did you know that it has more value when you say it to their face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that if you ask for something in faith, your wishes are granted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that you can make your dreams come true, like falling in love, becoming rich, staying healthy, if you ask for it by faith, and if you really knew, you'd be surprised by what you could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't believe everything I tell you, until you try it for yourself, if you know someone that is in need of something that I mentioned, and you know that you can help, you'll see that it will be returned in two-fold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2726026970834601480-146009068090819820?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/146009068090819820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/did-you-know-that-those-who-appear-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/146009068090819820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/146009068090819820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/did-you-know-that-those-who-appear-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-4190976204797631396</id><published>2009-12-15T18:37:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T19:33:31.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SydvjBWR0vI/AAAAAAAAAVM/7Mp-oorc7kw/s1600-h/Photo2058.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415419724384293618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SydvjBWR0vI/AAAAAAAAAVM/7Mp-oorc7kw/s200/Photo2058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SydxPJeD4nI/AAAAAAAAAVc/eqYo_lUQ4Bg/s1600-h/Photo2060.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I met up with Eileen &amp;amp; Carissa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haven't seen them for months! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So yeah, it was great. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We shopped and window-shopped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I gotta eat my pasta too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some incidents were really funny. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And yep, we took &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;neo&lt;/span&gt;-print... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey both of you! If you happened to read this, please take note -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I "half-lied" at the mrt station. Sorry. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SIGH. I realised I've not seen most of my primary school friends for a long time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-4190976204797631396?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/4190976204797631396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-i-met-up-with-eileen-carissa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/4190976204797631396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/4190976204797631396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-i-met-up-with-eileen-carissa.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SydvjBWR0vI/AAAAAAAAAVM/7Mp-oorc7kw/s72-c/Photo2058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-8264611275146405012</id><published>2009-12-14T19:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T10:19:01.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went into the theatre, freaked out (we were the only ones inside initially), listened to the feng yu's theme song (x5), had one of the most unbearable 2minutes of my life (we then realised it was showing "Zombieland") and decided to flee. We found the right theatre (finally) and settled down peacefully. So blur. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~2012 was nice, but perhaps a little unrealistic~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I went to PS with Crazy Char today :D :D :D (She was late. Again.) And, she seems to be crazy over cheese like me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We bought the movie tickets, walked around and bought stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As I had mentioned earlier, we went to the wrong theatre. It was showing "Zombieland" and was super disgusting. Oh God. At least we didn't stay on in that theatre. I wouldn't have survived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After the movie (of which I cried once or twice), we walk`walk`talk`laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fortunately, she hasn't passed her mental illness to me. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So yeah ... It was an awesome day! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-8264611275146405012?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/8264611275146405012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/we-went-into-theatre-freaked-out-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8264611275146405012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8264611275146405012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/we-went-into-theatre-freaked-out-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-3929479283190148311</id><published>2009-12-13T12:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:56:44.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by "Si Shu En"</title><content type='html'>1.Are you single?: uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;2.Are you happy?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;3.Are you bored?: Not really.&lt;br /&gt;4.Are you fair?: I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;5.Are you indian?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;6.Are you stupid?: Depends.&lt;br /&gt;7.Are you honest?: I was from 6honesty'08. =D&lt;br /&gt;8.Are you irish?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;9.Are you nice?: Okay bah?&lt;br /&gt;10.Are you asian?: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full name: Jasmine Leong Jia Min.&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: Ja=D, Jas:D, Si JasmineD:&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace: Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Hair colour: Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;Hair style: Hmmm... short.&lt;br /&gt;Eye colour: dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;DOB: 24/9/1996.&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Neutral.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite colour: Pastel and neutral colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One place you wished to visit: Hmmm.. too many to list out just one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten facts about your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Been in love?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;2.Believe in love in first sight?: Kind of.&lt;br /&gt;3.Currently have a crush?: Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;4.Being hurt emotionally before?: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;5.Broken someone's heart?: IDK.&lt;br /&gt;6.Have your heart broken?: Hmmm... IDK.&lt;br /&gt;7.Like someone but kept in heart?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;8.Are you afraid of commitment?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;9.Last person you hugged: My Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;10.Last person you said ILYs : Hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This or That.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love or lust: BOTH..ahem.. love =.=&lt;br /&gt;Cats or dogs: CATS!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;Best friends or regular friends: IDK. =(&lt;br /&gt;Creamy or crunchy: crunchy~&lt;br /&gt;Pencil or pen: PEN!&lt;br /&gt;Wild night out or romantic in: Depends on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;Money of happiness: Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Night or day: Day.&lt;br /&gt;IM or phone: Phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been caught sneaking out: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Seen a polar bear: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;Done something you regret: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;Jumpin: ???&lt;br /&gt;Eat food that is on the floor?: NO.&lt;br /&gt;Eat an entire Jaw breaker?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Been caught naked: NO?!&lt;br /&gt;Wanted bf back?: No o.o..&lt;br /&gt;Cried because lost a person forever: Erm?&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to disappear: NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preference of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile or eyes: Both.&lt;br /&gt;Light or dark hair: Dark.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs or kisses: BOTH. XD&lt;br /&gt;Shorter or taller: Taller.&lt;br /&gt;Intelligence or attraction: Both.&lt;br /&gt;Violent or pathetic: Violet.&lt;br /&gt;Older or younger: Hmmm.. Older by 2years. =D&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing or quiet: Half-half. =D&lt;br /&gt;Sweet or bad: Both. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performed in a large crowd?: I think so.&lt;br /&gt;Talk on the phone longer than a hour: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;A rock concert: No...&lt;br /&gt;Cheerleading team: Nope!&lt;br /&gt;Dance team: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Sports team: Kind of.&lt;br /&gt;Drama play or production: Sort of...&lt;br /&gt;Owned rich cars: NO.&lt;br /&gt;In a rap video: NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last&lt;br /&gt;Call you made: To Char , I think.&lt;br /&gt;Hugged: My Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;Hung out: Eileen and Carissa.&lt;br /&gt;Work: CIP? =D&lt;br /&gt;Talked to: My family.&lt;br /&gt;You IM'ed: Hmmm...?&lt;br /&gt;Texted: Juwairiya.&lt;br /&gt;Movie: 2012 =D =D&lt;br /&gt;Person/thing you miss: Hmmm... none of it currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I'm pretty greedy. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-3929479283190148311?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/3929479283190148311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/tagged-by-si-shu-en.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3929479283190148311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3929479283190148311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/tagged-by-si-shu-en.html' title='Tagged by &quot;Si Shu En&quot;'/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-7534876739955924629</id><published>2009-12-12T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T21:55:10.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All of a sudden, I'm like missing a lot of things - friends, unforgettable memories, school, "him" etc. And ... I really miss my brother. It feels darn weird. I'm really worried for him ... Wondering how's he now. God bless him, my brother, Daniel. PLEASE..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-7534876739955924629?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/7534876739955924629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-of-sudden-im-like-missing-lot-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7534876739955924629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7534876739955924629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-of-sudden-im-like-missing-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-6561861365651992776</id><published>2009-12-11T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:13:54.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You can worry to no end about what you don't have. Or you can marvel at God's breathtaking gifts: the morning dew, the sun, the clouds, the trees, the flowers, the birds. Could you create any of these? These miracles of life are always around you, ready to be celebrated, ready to be welcomed into your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall now declare that my brother has officially gone for NS today. !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;His camp is situated at Pulau Tekong and we, family members, are given a tour around the island this morning for about 5hours. The place, once known as Ghost Island, looks rather modern and new now, surprisingly. But, sadly, I didn't bring camera/phone! Couldn't take any picture of the place/scenary, which was almost a torture. My parents thought that we were not allowed to bring. SIGH. I don't think I will ever have a chance to go there again. My brother's passing out parade falls on a wednesday and anyway, only two family members are allowed to witness the ceremony. I shall ask my dad to take pictures for me instead. XD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, most importantly, I do hope that bro will be "enjoying his holiday at Pulau Tekong". After all, his cca was NCC. He should be able to adapt to the NS life more easily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The food there's considered good enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The officers were "acting" polite or something. But okay lah, they are quite humorous people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The ferry rides were nice. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After which, my parents and I went shopping at White Sands for awhile. I bought myself a school bag! Quite similar to my curent one but I love it all the same. (: It's brown.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Currently, I'm feeling really sleepy... Woke up at about 6am. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;God bless my brother~&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/2726026970834601480-6561861365651992776?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/6561861365651992776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-can-worry-to-no-end-about-what-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6561861365651992776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6561861365651992776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-can-worry-to-no-end-about-what-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-2294550278064149273</id><published>2009-12-10T18:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T18:38:16.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TOday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I met up with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SiQi&lt;/span&gt; at 10.30am, PS - she wanted to collect her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;GV&lt;/span&gt; membership card.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We ate lunch there before going to the library.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There were only the 2 of us and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sarephina&lt;/span&gt; doing from 12-3. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SiQi's&lt;/span&gt; "come on, come on!" was darn irritating. Really. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We did "drills" and "sang songs". &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss 'the loud speaker'. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-2294550278064149273?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/2294550278064149273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-i-met-up-with-siqi-at-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/2294550278064149273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/2294550278064149273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-i-met-up-with-siqi-at-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-9007844535983586911</id><published>2009-12-09T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T18:19:48.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;There is no need to obsess over a decision. God has more in store for us then we can ever predict, and what we fear are bad choices frequently turn out for the best, because our hidden aspirations know better where we are going than our rational minds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm quite tired of doing CIP. Anyway, I'm left with 2days - tomorrow and this saturday. So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope to do CIP at SPCA next year, though it seems that none of my friends are keen. But, I don't really mind doing alone. As long as I can play with the animals, it's fine! Hahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My brother will be enlisting into NS this friday. Kind of sudden. I suppose I won't be missing him? But, perhaps I will..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Which cup should I buy for my Mom? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been feeling very uncertain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-9007844535983586911?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/9007844535983586911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-is-no-need-to-obsess-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/9007844535983586911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/9007844535983586911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-is-no-need-to-obsess-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-752529151560940582</id><published>2009-12-09T10:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T10:38:37.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling too emotional.&lt;br /&gt;I've been missing someone a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, ♪♫music exists.&lt;br /&gt;It really helps a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been asking myself -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is he worth it?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If I were to leave this world, what were the changes that would take place?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What occupation should I take up next time?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is there something wrong with my personality?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is happening to me?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ARRGH&lt;/span&gt;. I'm crazy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shall start doing my revision soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-752529151560940582?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/752529151560940582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-been-thinking-too-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/752529151560940582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/752529151560940582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-been-thinking-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-8330872452510231253</id><published>2009-12-07T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:29:51.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't have much mood to blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, New Moon was worth-watching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-8330872452510231253?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/8330872452510231253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-have-much-mood-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8330872452510231253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8330872452510231253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-have-much-mood-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-1419863069537260190</id><published>2009-12-06T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:22:55.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life has been busy nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;But, I still can't get you off my mind...&lt;br /&gt;What should I do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-1419863069537260190?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/1419863069537260190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-has-been-busy-nowadays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1419863069537260190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1419863069537260190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-has-been-busy-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-5567584396598884694</id><published>2009-12-04T18:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:22:22.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been through 4 days of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cip&lt;/span&gt; at central lending. I'd say going there is rather ... nice. One thing's that there are lots of cute little kids. And, only kids write true wishes, I feel. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, I had NP. Things were well. We had PT and we learnt PARAS!!! =) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahahs&lt;/span&gt;. We will also be learning fancy drills soon! (The one whereby we have to sorta throw the rifles into the air and catch them) I'm sure that will be really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, the "rushing part" was terrible. To make things worse, it was really raining so heavily and my whole pinafore was drenched. In the end, I wore PT KIT for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cip&lt;/span&gt;. =( I looked damn weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worse part wasn't that ...&lt;br /&gt;Why am I feeling this way...&lt;br /&gt;Feels weird... all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-5567584396598884694?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/5567584396598884694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-been-through-4-days-of-cip-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5567584396598884694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5567584396598884694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-been-through-4-days-of-cip-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-7518603851953346655</id><published>2009-12-02T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:44:46.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm missing you ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-7518603851953346655?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/7518603851953346655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-missing-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7518603851953346655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7518603851953346655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-missing-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-8622376823647023689</id><published>2009-12-02T17:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T18:01:47.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SxY6EmXEJyI/AAAAAAAAAU8/nj5ACLtGAtM/s1600-h/Photo1990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410575853023405858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SxY6EmXEJyI/AAAAAAAAAU8/nj5ACLtGAtM/s200/Photo1990.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SxY6Z7T7CEI/AAAAAAAAAVE/mT6hA5HGrj8/s1600-h/Photo1985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410576219424622658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SxY6Z7T7CEI/AAAAAAAAAVE/mT6hA5HGrj8/s200/Photo1985.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SxY41bgz3II/AAAAAAAAAUs/Z68qNrLYzUU/s1600-h/Photo1973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410574492901825666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SxY41bgz3II/AAAAAAAAAUs/Z68qNrLYzUU/s200/Photo1973.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SxY5dghLaVI/AAAAAAAAAU0/YxlqTjvOdZU/s1600-h/Photo1969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410575181440313682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SxY5dghLaVI/AAAAAAAAAU0/YxlqTjvOdZU/s200/Photo1969.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, I looked hardworking. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SxY2uKeq9xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/66rqUn99-og/s1600-h/Photo1980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 100px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410572169047111442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SxY2uKeq9xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/66rqUn99-og/s200/Photo1980.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SxY2awUNy6I/AAAAAAAAAUE/i54ddo7QPQg/s1600-h/Photo1979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 100px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410571835606420386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SxY2awUNy6I/AAAAAAAAAUE/i54ddo7QPQg/s200/Photo1979.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SxY3EHKNRrI/AAAAAAAAAUU/RLhE5fj-C94/s1600-h/Photo1978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 100px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410572546113095346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SxY3EHKNRrI/AAAAAAAAAUU/RLhE5fj-C94/s200/Photo1978.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only the library's staff can enter. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SxY3cmDn8_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/8rShhz0dhKY/s1600-h/Photo1956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410572966723843058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SxY3cmDn8_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/8rShhz0dhKY/s200/Photo1956.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SxY3333mgtI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Zq-CbXxzPkg/s1600-h/Photo1957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410573435361723090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SxY3333mgtI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Zq-CbXxzPkg/s200/Photo1957.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This were drawn by "the artist". (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;left's&lt;/span&gt; supposed to be me. (: Quite nice lah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-8622376823647023689?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/8622376823647023689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8622376823647023689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8622376823647023689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SxY6EmXEJyI/AAAAAAAAAU8/nj5ACLtGAtM/s72-c/Photo1990.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-8593327543351877673</id><published>2009-12-02T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:38:51.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;. I just came back from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cip&lt;/span&gt; not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Today's wasn't so fantastic/fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;I was one of the "unfortunate" ones.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of doing well-wishers, we were told to amend something.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, our job for the whole 3 hours was sticking a paper on every page-11.&lt;br /&gt;I think we did about a few hundreds of those catalogues.&lt;br /&gt;Kind of a "nightmare".&lt;br /&gt;I even attained blisters.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. I miss walking`standing`sitting`slacking.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,I met a new friend. She's also nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahs&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lingshi&lt;/span&gt; and I took pictures again.&lt;br /&gt;I do hope tmr's job won't be a "nightmare."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-8593327543351877673?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/8593327543351877673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/hah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8593327543351877673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8593327543351877673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/hah.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-341495407690437816</id><published>2009-12-01T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:01:03.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was kind of fun. Together with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Linghi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SiQi&lt;/span&gt;, we did our first &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cip&lt;/span&gt; at Central Lending.&lt;br /&gt;We met two new friends, a guy, Joel and a girl, Eda (not sure of the spelling).&lt;br /&gt;They are pretty nice people. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the whole, the event was meaningful &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;even though&lt;/span&gt; we had to stand for 3 whole hours.&lt;br /&gt;And oh, a lady artist who claimed to be Lee &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hsien&lt;/span&gt; Long's niece drew a portrait (extract art) of the 3 of us. It was pretty weird. Though, I suppose she's really his niece. There is no reason for her to lie. It also seems that mine was the best. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt; It looks a bit like me. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cuz&lt;/span&gt; I really "looked into her soul" quite deeply. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lingshi&lt;/span&gt; and I were busily taking pictures =D Of things.&lt;br /&gt;I shall post the pictures tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to tomorrow~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-341495407690437816?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/341495407690437816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-was-kind-of-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/341495407690437816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/341495407690437816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-was-kind-of-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-4083731361396578547</id><published>2009-11-30T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T17:50:29.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been into blogging recently. Probably things haven't been that exciting and there isn't really anything to post about. Well, time flies. A month's gonna pass and I will be left with about five weeks of my holidays. That's saddening. Initially, I was hoping that school will start soon. But now, I'm beginning to dread it. I'm scared of stress. I have problems coping with anxiety. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will begin my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cip&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow onwards at Central Lending. The days ... 1,2,3,4,6,9,10,12&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dec&lt;/span&gt;. I've signed up for 13,19,20&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dec&lt;/span&gt; too. But, I'm not sure if I should take them up or not. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cuz&lt;/span&gt; I will be doing alone. Shall see first. Perhaps I might not even be able to stand the job. It seems pretty boring. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go for service on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; after all. Partly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; Char (she's bad) couldn't go. =[&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm still hoping to go. Maybe on 12&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dec&lt;/span&gt; or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;... I miss friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-4083731361396578547?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/4083731361396578547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-havent-been-into-blogging-recently.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/4083731361396578547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/4083731361396578547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-havent-been-into-blogging-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-3729541076825636542</id><published>2009-11-28T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T20:21:19.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Difficult people are very important - they teach you tolerance and acceptance. If all was going your way all the time, you would become a spoiled child, wouldn't everyone? Difficult people are just one of the ways God teaches us to expand beyond our egos and accept other perspectives on life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today's gloomy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've been in a bad mood since morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Someone made me upset. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Am having my usual gastric pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm feeling so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;. A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rrgh&lt;/span&gt;. Oh well, at least I cleared quite a bit of work - Since I felt depressed and it wouldn't help if I were to sit around all day doing nothing.  That's at least something that I can feel good about. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Still, I have exactly no idea why I'm feeling like this today. Kind of unlike me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What is wrong?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-3729541076825636542?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/3729541076825636542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/difficult-people-are-very-important.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3729541076825636542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3729541076825636542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/difficult-people-are-very-important.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-901185347985934977</id><published>2009-11-26T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T18:57:40.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My parents gave my bro and I some money each to buy new year clothes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've bought some home clothes and another pair of shorts today. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm gonna deposit part of my money &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;soon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should I buy a new school bag? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cuz&lt;/span&gt; I still love my current one a lot ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm waiting for "You're Beautiful", &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ep&lt;/span&gt; 15 [Eng Sub].&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm gonna go for Youth Service this coming &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WOAH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-901185347985934977?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/901185347985934977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-parents-gave-my-bro-and-i-some-money.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/901185347985934977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/901185347985934977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-parents-gave-my-bro-and-i-some-money.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-8144460544107755531</id><published>2009-11-26T18:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T18:41:54.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God sees you as you truly are - a holy child of light:&lt;br /&gt;I see you strong and whole.&lt;br /&gt;I see you blessed and prospered.&lt;br /&gt;I see you courageous and confident.&lt;br /&gt;I see you capable and successful.&lt;br /&gt;I see you free from all limitations or bondage of any kind.&lt;br /&gt;I see you as the spiritually perfect being you truly are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-8144460544107755531?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/8144460544107755531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/god-sees-you-as-you-truly-are-holy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8144460544107755531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8144460544107755531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/god-sees-you-as-you-truly-are-holy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-7695322783572651552</id><published>2009-11-25T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:24:01.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today you have a cause for celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Today, you should celebrate what an unbelievable life you have had so far:&lt;br /&gt;the accomplishments, the many blessings, and, yes, even the hardships because they have served to make you stronger.&lt;br /&gt;Just as a gem cannot be polished without friction, nor can a life be perfected without trials.&lt;br /&gt;Take a time to acknowledge your life and to praise yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-7695322783572651552?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/7695322783572651552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-you-have-cause-for-celebration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7695322783572651552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7695322783572651552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-you-have-cause-for-celebration.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-3413737168489143517</id><published>2009-11-24T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T11:06:45.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm currently chatting with Charmaine and Sharmaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I really want to go to church.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Char, go &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lahhhh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Shar seems a really nice person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a great day. I went shopping with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SiQi&lt;/span&gt;. Too bad the others couldn't make it. =(&lt;br /&gt;I bought an outfit! It's really nice and the price is reasonable. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SiQi&lt;/span&gt; bought something too. =)&lt;br /&gt;* &amp;amp; I also bought Christmas stuff * &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! We ate Pasta for lunch. Deliciousss =D&lt;br /&gt;I shall eat that again next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Every Day ~ Lovely Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-3413737168489143517?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/3413737168489143517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-currently-chatting-with-charmaine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3413737168489143517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3413737168489143517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-currently-chatting-with-charmaine.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-5371621575902637362</id><published>2009-11-23T14:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T14:26:10.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Woah&lt;/span&gt;. I've been watching "You're beautiful" for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's the ending. Things are getting complicated. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I do hope &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;EP&lt;/span&gt;15 won't be out too soon.&lt;br /&gt;I need to concentrate on other stuff. (:&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. Sadly, I don't think I can finish up my Hols &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hw&lt;/span&gt; by this month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~. I miss you. ~&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/2726026970834601480-5371621575902637362?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/5371621575902637362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/woah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5371621575902637362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5371621575902637362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-2612071436944070036</id><published>2009-11-21T21:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T17:41:55.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a day. I went cycling with Charmaine, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lingshi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SiQi&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ECP&lt;/span&gt;. It didn't rain at all! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We met at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Paya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lebar&lt;/span&gt; at around 10am.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ate our breakfast at Mac.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We spent quite a bit of time looking for the tunnel to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ECP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fortunately, we met two kind souls. (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We rented 1 bicycle each. $6, for 2 hours.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cycling in circles was fun. XD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was really refreshing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After cycling, we had lunch at Mac again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I drank 3 cups of fluid. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ate'Chatted&lt;/span&gt;`Laughed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We walked around.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went Parkway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;(:(:(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You're Beautiful" Best Korean Drama Of The Year! &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/P"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-2612071436944070036?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/2612071436944070036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-day_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/2612071436944070036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/2612071436944070036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-day_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-7474711051200605210</id><published>2009-11-19T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T22:23:03.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was My Sec4 Ma'ams Farewell . . .&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I feel sad that they are leaving . . .&lt;br /&gt;They are such awesome ma'ams . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I shall post about today when i have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH. I've officially gone crazy over the drama. AH. OH NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shin Woo﻿ is soo sweet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;PROMISE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-7474711051200605210?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/7474711051200605210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-was-my-sec4-maams-farewell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7474711051200605210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7474711051200605210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-was-my-sec4-maams-farewell.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-6641864589088871114</id><published>2009-11-18T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:14:17.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="head2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;urrently&lt;/span&gt;, it's 9.03p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/deadsweetx/clock.gif" /&gt; date: 18/11/2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/deadsweetx/drink.gif" /&gt; drinking: Milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/deadsweetx/cake.gif" /&gt; eating: Dark Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/deadsweetx/smilie.gif" /&gt; mood: Hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/deadsweetx/ipod.gif" /&gt; listening: Chocolate Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/deadsweetx/book.gif" /&gt; reading: Can you keep a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/deadsweetx/speach.gif" /&gt; random: I'm falling in love with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SNSD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-6641864589088871114?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/6641864589088871114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/c-urrently-its-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6641864589088871114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6641864589088871114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/c-urrently-its-9.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-7648332870120849312</id><published>2009-11-18T14:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T14:41:22.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;God accepts even the smallest offerings of your devotion with great love. The size of your offering does not matter to God. It is the attitude with which the offering is made that matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-7648332870120849312?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/7648332870120849312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/god-accepts-even-smallest-offerings-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7648332870120849312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7648332870120849312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/god-accepts-even-smallest-offerings-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-5610618162028501070</id><published>2009-11-18T13:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T14:05:10.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="200" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-97fbd22d990ccd7f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D97fbd22d990ccd7f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1334515880%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3D68638F5BA048F25E622F1F8FA83C18A9A75D6D.28376043363EF7743DEB964FC928DED7BCD6C836%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D97fbd22d990ccd7f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Deu0LLyRllq6CR24rtM5d1z1P3gg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="300" height="200" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D97fbd22d990ccd7f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1334515880%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3D68638F5BA048F25E622F1F8FA83C18A9A75D6D.28376043363EF7743DEB964FC928DED7BCD6C836%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D97fbd22d990ccd7f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Deu0LLyRllq6CR24rtM5d1z1P3gg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-5610618162028501070?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/5610618162028501070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_7825.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5610618162028501070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5610618162028501070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_7825.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-6411928868770648651</id><published>2009-11-18T11:10:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T13:46:53.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday was one of the most memorable day of my life~ I did a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CIP&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Canossian&lt;/span&gt; School, a school specially for hearing-impaired children. For the first time in my whole life, I got the chance to actually interact with these kids. My role was like "a little teacher". They are so cute, and well-behaved too. The fun and joy I had with them was certainly very ... different. I just cannot describe this feeling I have now. I just don't know how. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Initially, I was doubtful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were divided into 5 groups and I happened to be the only junior in my group. Each group was to be in charge of 16 students. I just couldn't imagine how we were going to take care of so many kids. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;youngests&lt;/span&gt; are only 7years old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I first came face to face with all the 16 kids, I was like "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;, how am I gonna do this?" Fortunately, there were teachers who could guide us. They taught us some ways on how to interact with the kids. Soon, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ma'ams&lt;/span&gt; and I were more settled and we began teaching them the Friendship Dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"As we walk to the left, as we walked to the right. As we walk, as we walk, as we walk all night. With a heel and a toe, and a half round turn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With a heel and a toe, and a new friend found."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Before I knew it, I was "dancing" with them. It was great . . . Really different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By the way, the kids have hidden talents too. They showed them off at the Talent-Show. They danced, they sang, they cat-walked, they played &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;instruments&lt;/span&gt;. They are simply adorable! There was this "little Michael Jackson" who got first and became the idol. =) He's so so lovable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, this trip was really a wonderful experience for me. In a matter of only one day, my mindset has changed . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm truly looking forward to such trips again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SwNrXMguZ_I/AAAAAAAAASY/CYPy32e-EM4/s1600/Photo1806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405282024014374898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SwNrXMguZ_I/AAAAAAAAASY/CYPy32e-EM4/s200/Photo1806.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SwNsOZrutzI/AAAAAAAAASg/1VyWD6VNz1I/s1600/Photo1816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405282972442998578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SwNsOZrutzI/AAAAAAAAASg/1VyWD6VNz1I/s200/Photo1816.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SwN3qVYcxXI/AAAAAAAAAT4/fS68HV-oDO0/s1600/Photo1817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405295546952631666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SwN3qVYcxXI/AAAAAAAAAT4/fS68HV-oDO0/s200/Photo1817.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SwNt_alpQnI/AAAAAAAAASo/xz5ANwpA0oE/s1600/Photo1814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405284914011128434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SwNt_alpQnI/AAAAAAAAASo/xz5ANwpA0oE/s200/Photo1814.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SwNvdZYE1XI/AAAAAAAAAS4/yZzR3t6cB0M/s1600/Photo1830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405286528593483122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SwNvdZYE1XI/AAAAAAAAAS4/yZzR3t6cB0M/s200/Photo1830.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SwNzni54_6I/AAAAAAAAATQ/X3_reB0seY8/s1600/Photo1853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405291100996435874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SwNzni54_6I/AAAAAAAAATQ/X3_reB0seY8/s200/Photo1853.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 152px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405293187509186034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SwN1g_xS7fI/AAAAAAAAATo/pgPT1EY-L9s/s200/Photo1855+-+Copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SwN2PUxbg5I/AAAAAAAAATw/ebYeHjGrANc/s1600/Photo1856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 151px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405293983420875666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SwN2PUxbg5I/AAAAAAAAATw/ebYeHjGrANc/s200/Photo1856.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-6411928868770648651?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/6411928868770648651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6411928868770648651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6411928868770648651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SwNrXMguZ_I/AAAAAAAAASY/CYPy32e-EM4/s72-c/Photo1806.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-6185474465639701424</id><published>2009-11-17T10:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T11:36:08.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently, it's 10.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm still looking back to yesterday's memories. In fact, I was actually giggling to myself a few moments ago. Some little incidents are really amusing. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;quite&lt;/span&gt; looking forward to going &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ECP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm in a dilemma. SIGH. How I wish there are 30 hours in a day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just realised that I'm left with only one and a half hours.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm having a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CIP&lt;/span&gt; (NP) later which starts at 2pm and ends at 10pm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm falling in love with SNSD. o.o&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;"What should I do now? There isn't enough time for me to do stuff."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-6185474465639701424?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/6185474465639701424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/currently-its-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6185474465639701424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6185474465639701424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/currently-its-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-5977061965072036032</id><published>2009-11-16T21:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:15:01.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a day. (=&lt;br /&gt;Spent it with Charmaine, Lingshi and SiQi~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We met up at Bugis at around 11am.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walk`walk`walk, talk`talk`talk.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had lunch at the food court. (The Korean Rice was really spicy. I drank 600ml of water.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walk`walk`walk, talk`talk`talk.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to my house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ate again. (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We went cycling.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Played some games. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SiQi can ride a bicycle at last! , Thanks to my mom. (; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately, Char has attained some small injuries. :( Hope you're feeling better!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;""I was really blur today""&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-5977061965072036032?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/5977061965072036032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-day_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5977061965072036032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5977061965072036032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-day_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-5080847157510518342</id><published>2009-11-16T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:59:33.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.blogskins.com/info/236472/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-5080847157510518342?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/5080847157510518342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/httpwww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5080847157510518342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5080847157510518342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-3484498445201676355</id><published>2009-11-16T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:25:32.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every part of "me" is magical</title><content type='html'>Yes, even the parts that hurt, even the ones that are feeling disease right now. It's alright to love what is in pain. More than alright, that's exactly where your love is needed the most. So why not touch that part that hurts and smile at it, at yourself through it, and whisper: ''I love you.''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-3484498445201676355?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/3484498445201676355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/every-part-of-me-is-magical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3484498445201676355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3484498445201676355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/every-part-of-me-is-magical.html' title='Every part of &quot;me&quot; is magical'/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-5895948952723181153</id><published>2009-11-15T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T17:39:03.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You are the Peace Sign, the friendliest of all the symbols. You try and get along with everyone and most of the time, you succeed. You love colors and circular shapes. Bringing joy to everyone in the world is your goal, along with ending world hunger, war, and making world peace. You work hard for what you get and deserve it. Don't give up with your plans. =). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&gt; I won't. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-5895948952723181153?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/5895948952723181153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-are-peace-sign-friendliest-of-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5895948952723181153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5895948952723181153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-are-peace-sign-friendliest-of-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-5244380277921777307</id><published>2009-11-15T17:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T17:26:08.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhh. I feel much better now after cycling around the neighbourhood. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-5244380277921777307?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/5244380277921777307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/ahhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5244380277921777307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/5244380277921777307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-3736288626887495998</id><published>2009-11-15T15:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T15:08:47.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a lousy day.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is unhappy with me.&lt;br /&gt;What's the problem? :(&lt;br /&gt;ARRGH.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;What did I do?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;I kept my mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;What's this.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-3736288626887495998?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/3736288626887495998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-lousy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3736288626887495998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3736288626887495998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-lousy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-4604634933108195515</id><published>2009-11-14T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:20:46.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; God wants me to know, "that what you are most afraid of is where your greatest rewards are. If all you had to do was wish for something and you would have it, life would be pretty boring, wouldn't it? God placed barriers between us and what we want, so we can enjoy interesting and satisfying lives. God hid our biggest rewards behind the highest barriers - our deepest fears. God wants us to face our fears, and hold ground in their presence, and let them go, and that's how we get out biggest rewards. What are you most afraid of? Say it, just start by saying it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-4604634933108195515?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/4604634933108195515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/god-wants-me-to-know-that-what-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/4604634933108195515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/4604634933108195515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/god-wants-me-to-know-that-what-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-1947196279584565970</id><published>2009-11-14T17:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:17:02.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. it's sat again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woke up at about nine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thought about how my day should unfold.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sat in front of the computer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Didn't know what to do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Was actually reading some of Char's old posts. -.- Thought I was reading a book or something. Gone blur~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit some blogs. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went out with my parents&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bought my sec2 books.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had lunch outside.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to popular bookstore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bought groceries at the supermarket.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks, mom and dad! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Right now, what should I do? I'm still left with Maths, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;. home &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ec&lt;/span&gt; ( I think ).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gonna watch &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Privileged tonight : D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Well, I will be seeing my darling friends 0n Monday. I hope things will be right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt; I'm sorry if I had upset anyone of you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Anyway, I gtg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm at home. Alone.&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/2726026970834601480-1947196279584565970?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/1947196279584565970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1947196279584565970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1947196279584565970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-1213086038825221516</id><published>2009-11-12T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T22:22:05.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;**I miss you~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today was alright. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I went out with my mom for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I managed to buy some stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I had an injection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sadly, I didn't manage to complete any homework. I will try harder tomorrow. But, again, I have to go back to school for NP. =( It's not that I dislike it... guess I'm just being lazy. Anyway, all of us can't remember the dance moves. I wonder how...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Undomestic Goddess~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-1213086038825221516?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/1213086038825221516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss-you-today-was-alright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1213086038825221516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1213086038825221516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss-you-today-was-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-3417604059663826247</id><published>2009-11-11T12:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T12:30:13.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img border="0" align="left" src="http://img507.imageshack.us/img507/6264/ayannnfc2.jpg" /&gt;Well, 1 week+ of the Hols have already passed. So far, so good~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I'm thinking of completing all my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by this month, but ... I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt; my will-power isn't strong enough. - Will try my best though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I guess I won't be bored during this period of time. After all, I've already gone out quite a number of times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;In actual fact, there are a lot that have to be done during this Hols and it's possible to accomplish all of them if I plan my time wisely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Work Hard`Play Hard`Work Hard`Play Hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Learn to cherish those that are true to you~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-3417604059663826247?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/3417604059663826247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3417604059663826247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3417604059663826247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-8021210141987013538</id><published>2009-11-10T20:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T11:37:59.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was w-o-w.&lt;br /&gt;Together with Charmaine, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lingshi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SiQi&lt;/span&gt;, we did our individual art piece - fabric dyeing, together at SiQi's house. I was thinking that we wouldn't finish, but ... we did in the end. (:&lt;br /&gt;Things turned out pretty well. I had a lot of fun too. We played the Game Of Life.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything, my darling friends, and of course, SiQi's mother!&lt;br /&gt;They are really nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel fortunate~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-8021210141987013538?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/8021210141987013538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-was-w-o-w.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8021210141987013538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8021210141987013538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-was-w-o-w.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-3863960315582673552</id><published>2009-11-09T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:01:18.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a day. Went to City Square with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lingshi&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our main purpose was to look at the bags but I ended up spending money on some other stuff. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a pencil case (Little red riding hood)! I also purchased two books, one of them which is Having a little faith by Mitch &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Albom&lt;/span&gt;. (: Finally. And, I bought two &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ezlink&lt;/span&gt; stickers (Little Miss Naughty and Little Miss Scary).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I guess I've got to start saving a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'm  gonna do the art stuff with Charmaine, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lingshi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SiQi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it won't be messy. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-3863960315582673552?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/3863960315582673552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3863960315582673552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3863960315582673552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-8424810280407263081</id><published>2009-11-08T16:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T18:15:22.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right now, I'm kind of bored.&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I went shopping with my parents at PS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I managed to eat my you-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mian&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mom has bought the cotton cloth for me and also a few of my friends. (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was planning to purchase some books, but I didn't in the end. I was in a dilemma. Again. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was enjoyable! The Christmas Decoration at PS is pretty. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmm... The weather is werid though. One moment, it rained. The next moment, it stopped. Currently, it is raining again. And, the sun is still shining brightly in the sky ....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-8424810280407263081?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/8424810280407263081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/right-now-im-kind-of-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8424810280407263081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8424810280407263081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/right-now-im-kind-of-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-3865775441051644644</id><published>2009-11-07T19:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T20:45:07.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attended the library orientation together with Charmaine, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Evelias&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jeslyn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lingshi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SiQi&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Tilda. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to Art-friend to hunt for the dyes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Evelias&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jeslyn&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Tilda left early.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ate at Mac with Charmaine, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lingshi&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SiQi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After eating, we went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Iluma&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was another great day - interesting and fun. Though, I must admit, I was tired (of walking) at the end due to the pair of shoes that I've not worn for a long time. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The library orientation was useful I guess, but I wished it could have been shorter. I can't sit still for long. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It has been long time since I last ate Happy Meal. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've always loved walking around with Charmaine, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lingshi&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SiQi&lt;/span&gt;, today was no exception. We were kind of adventurous? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We played "Spot the difference" for the fourth time. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some of the shops at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Iluma&lt;/span&gt; are pretty cool I must say, such as Amoeba and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Earz&lt;/span&gt;. I'm thinking of buying one of the musical boxes. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like the arcade and the escalator!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I spent like less than $10 : D I couldn't find my desired pencil case or any other stuff on my shopping list. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Interesting? (= &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Right now, I'm exhausted. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Should I watch &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Privileged later on&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I know that I will sleep really well tonight. It has been a long day. But, a happy one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;** Sorry for not replying tags. I will probably do so tomorrow. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good night~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-3865775441051644644?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/3865775441051644644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3865775441051644644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/3865775441051644644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-6112418273270324406</id><published>2009-11-06T11:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T11:47:23.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I actually stayed up till midnight yesterday to do Science. (Couldn't sleep)&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm doing Science.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I guess I will be doing Science for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I think it's gonna be another moody day.&lt;br /&gt;Rain, rain, go away~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some thoughts came to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss going to church.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want to watch Christmas light-ups. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm looking really forward to Christmas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;SIGH... I'm dreaming of a White Christmas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Learn the rules, then break some.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-6112418273270324406?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/6112418273270324406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-actually-stayed-up-till-midnight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6112418273270324406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6112418273270324406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-actually-stayed-up-till-midnight.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-7487317735824627980</id><published>2009-11-05T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T22:00:48.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am gonna fail Promo. test. I am pretty sure about it. SIGH. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nvm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was quite a moody day &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; it was raining. :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had *unique* conversations with Charmaine.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did some homework.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did some housework.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched TV.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;At least NP is cancelled tomorrow. (: I really need to take a break from it ... for a while.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-7487317735824627980?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/7487317735824627980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/ah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7487317735824627980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7487317735824627980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-8673733432876134227</id><published>2009-11-04T11:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:08:57.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="id_4af0ef3ab81ca9b10820375" class="text_exposed_root text_exposed" align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="UIStoryAttachment_Title"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;"You can't rid the world of sorrow, but you can choose to live in joy" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="UIStoryAttachment_Title"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Don't worry, be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/2726026970834601480-8673733432876134227?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/8673733432876134227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-cant-rid-world-of-sorrow-but-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8673733432876134227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8673733432876134227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-cant-rid-world-of-sorrow-but-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-2374911579288796707</id><published>2009-11-03T22:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:26:43.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, I'm not very much looking forward to Promo. It's a test &amp;amp; it's tiring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why aren't you people online? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need to talk to someone badly. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-2374911579288796707?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/2374911579288796707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/seriously-im-not-very-much-looking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/2374911579288796707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/2374911579288796707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/seriously-im-not-very-much-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-383052126063534969</id><published>2009-11-02T20:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:35:46.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;:D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Went to Plaza &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sing.&lt;/span&gt; with Charmaine, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lingshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MeiQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SiQi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was a little angry with Charmaine &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;initally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I was like rushing because of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We watched My Sister's Keeper. It was worth-watching - touching and fast-moving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I cried. Couldn't help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We played "Spot The Difference"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have developed "phobia of coke-float". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway, today was wonderful. And... I just feel like watching My Sister's Keeper again. (: I was planning to watch Love Happens actually ... But, I don't regret not watching it after all. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So yeah, I'm kind of into the holiday mood now. Doing cleaning-ups, hanging out with friends, doing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CIP&lt;/span&gt; etc. And not to forget the one long list of Hols &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. SIGH. I feel like I've wasted a lot of papers and ink although I've tried very hard to print on both sides of each paper and made the fonts smaller. All I'm wishing now is that our teachers will go through all of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ... Or, all hard work will be in vain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I look forward to everyday of my life`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Living each day to its fullest.&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/2726026970834601480-383052126063534969?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/383052126063534969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-went-to-ps-with-charmaine-lingshi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/383052126063534969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/383052126063534969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-went-to-ps-with-charmaine-lingshi.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-4732719186199798874</id><published>2009-10-31T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:09:18.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I AM FEELING SUPER BORED =S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-4732719186199798874?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/4732719186199798874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-feeling-super-bored-s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/4732719186199798874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/4732719186199798874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-feeling-super-bored-s.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-417571974559463205</id><published>2009-10-31T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T15:13:27.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We went all the way to the Road Safety Park only to know that it was closed ( I couldn't believe it). The place looked like a Ghost Town.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the end, Mr Low told us to head for the beach and he meant it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;At least it was not quite a wasted trip after all. It has been long since I last went to a beach anyway. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398657947968613682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SuvizOSCLTI/AAAAAAAAASQ/R1tYxmJn7sg/s200/Photo1745.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did some cleaning-up in the morning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Currently, I'm about to go crazy printing those question papers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waste paper~waste ink =(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIGH.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-417571974559463205?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/417571974559463205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday-we-went-all-way-to-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/417571974559463205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/417571974559463205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday-we-went-all-way-to-road.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlMZ4N10i_s/SuvizOSCLTI/AAAAAAAAASQ/R1tYxmJn7sg/s72-c/Photo1745.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-8095497269518025690</id><published>2009-10-30T12:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T12:40:54.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yesterday's carnival was kind of a waste of time. It could have been more organised. I like the Chin-Chow with Soya beans though. (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Took the NPCC Crime-Prevention Test. I couldn't log in to my account.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Science result is darn bad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to Road Safety Park later. *sian*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A lot of HOLs HW. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wanna watch movie!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-8095497269518025690?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/8095497269518025690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterdays-carnival-was-kind-of-waste.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8095497269518025690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8095497269518025690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterdays-carnival-was-kind-of-waste.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-8905497265653347218</id><published>2009-10-28T15:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T16:34:28.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CmPs&lt;/span&gt; briefing in the Art room. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read "Mother Goose Land" again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The teacher who conducted the briefing wasn't detailed ... and really boring. Mr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Teo&lt;/span&gt; would have done it better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quoted from Tilda,"Underlying problem: Pupils "miss" Mr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Teo&lt;/span&gt;. Solution: Paste posters with Mr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Teo's&lt;/span&gt; face on it all over the school."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After the briefing, we went back to class.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talked, talked, talked.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;~&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Breaktime&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Books~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Took back my pencil case. !Sheep!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ School ended~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Took the bus with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lingshi&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Tilda.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ate at Mac with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lingshi&lt;/span&gt;. She wanted to skip lunch but couldn't do it after all. Lack of willpower, unlike me (: (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jk&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Packets of fries were replaced by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hashbrowns&lt;/span&gt;. The machine broke down. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Home Sweet Home ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Currently, I don't know what to do. I'm really bored.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just realised that my life is getting less meaningful &amp;amp; I need to do something about it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a feeling that I will be spending quite a lot this Hols.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are so many movies I wanna watch! But, the maximum I'm gonna watch is 2-3 of them. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lastly, Holiday Homework :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Life is good and Life is bad ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-8905497265653347218?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/8905497265653347218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-we-had-cmps-briefing-in-art-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8905497265653347218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/8905497265653347218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-we-had-cmps-briefing-in-art-room.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-2756002422774527382</id><published>2009-10-27T20:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T15:22:13.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Outing with Charmaine, Lingshi &amp;amp; SiQi was fun. (Ion &gt; Wheelock &gt; Plaza Sing) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(: They made me laugh a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn't purchase anything, except for food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I need to save up in order to buy really important stuff. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Spot the difference* (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To Charmaine &amp;amp; SiQi &gt; Thanks for the game and coke-float. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~Lovely Day~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-2756002422774527382?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/2756002422774527382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/plaza-sing-they-made-me-laugh-lot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/2756002422774527382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/2756002422774527382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/plaza-sing-they-made-me-laugh-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-6539383039195628142</id><published>2009-10-26T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:56:37.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;~I don't know what to say~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Good night-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*smile always*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-6539383039195628142?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/6539383039195628142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-know-what-to-say-good-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6539383039195628142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6539383039195628142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-know-what-to-say-good-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-1690737472656897153</id><published>2009-10-25T18:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T18:15:33.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Out of the blue, Lingshi asked me if I wanted to go City Square Mall today.&lt;br /&gt;It is newly-built actually. So yeah, we went there. Anyway, I'm really bored and Farrer Park Mrt station is just one stop away from Boon Keng Mrt station. Quick and easy. We didn't spend much! It was more like window-shopping. The "aunties" there are much too *eager*. But I must say that the vest looks really nice and sweet. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this morning, I went to visit my grandmother too. She asked me the most shocking question ever, "Are you going to be married soon?" At that moment, I was like &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ah ma!, are you crazy or something? Sigh. Old age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do I look that old???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-1690737472656897153?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/1690737472656897153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/out-of-blue-lingshi-asked-me-if-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1690737472656897153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1690737472656897153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/out-of-blue-lingshi-asked-me-if-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-1926923728061771579</id><published>2009-10-24T10:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T10:52:59.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I woke up and remembered that I was actually sleeping in the living room.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleepy`sleepy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Checking of scripts for Math, Lit and MT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've realised that my results for this term took a deep plunge.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feeling sore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There was no food in the canteen. I couldn't believe it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ate yogurt and drank mango tea in the end. (better than not eating anything.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fall in. Took attendance.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got into the bus. (3 to 2 seats)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The bus journey to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SDC&lt;/span&gt; was long.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To make it short, the trip was quite a waste of time. But the army museum was fine. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We had to do a small presentation each on Total Defence.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally, we left at 6.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The bus journey back to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TK&lt;/span&gt; was even worse. It was peak hour. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;By the time we reached school, it was already 7+.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I reached home, it was 8.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dinner was super delicious. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Partly cos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; didn't eat a proper lunch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bathed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched TV, Surfed the net.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roamed in Dreamland.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That was yesterday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-1926923728061771579?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/1926923728061771579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1926923728061771579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/1926923728061771579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-7805757582765110844</id><published>2009-10-22T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T19:28:01.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a fun and interesting day.&lt;br /&gt;The past two days had been ... not really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking of scripts is tiring and uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's hot, sometimes it's cold ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, my results are quite bad for this term.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness it's only 40% of overall.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure my parents are disappointed. Esp, Science =(&lt;br /&gt;At least I did well enough for the last 3 terms.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm not gonna waste my time thinking negatively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had 5 free periods today.&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I thought it would be really boring, but it wasn't that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;It was well-spent. (:&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, we were like talking`talking`talking. (I did talk, right?)&lt;br /&gt;About outings and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go out again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it will be great. (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm finally gonna post.&lt;br /&gt;It has been a few days.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not replying tags.&lt;br /&gt;I will do so soon!&lt;br /&gt;( I gotta go )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-7805757582765110844?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/7805757582765110844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-was-fun-and-interesting-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7805757582765110844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/7805757582765110844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-was-fun-and-interesting-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2726026970834601480.post-6869180043983946668</id><published>2009-10-19T20:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T11:36:29.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Till I Dropped -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Am So Proud Of Myself -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- I'm feeling hyper-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SiQi , Lingshi &amp;amp; I were terrific XD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went shopping from 10am till 5.30pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bugis Junction &gt; Bugis Street &gt; Plaza Singapura &gt; Popular Bookstore(for me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, I've managed to purchase a new vest and a new watch. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lingshi&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; I bought identical stuff! &amp;amp; Oh yeah, we were like some crazy kids walking down the street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ohoh&lt;/span&gt;, I caught something again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so talented. (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jk&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAHAS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE THE BOOK~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2726026970834601480-6869180043983946668?l=7-mirror-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/feeds/6869180043983946668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/till-i-dropped-am-so-proud-of-myself-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6869180043983946668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2726026970834601480/posts/default/6869180043983946668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7-mirror-images.blogspot.com/2009/10/till-i-dropped-am-so-proud-of-myself-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3bECWjjImg/Tlza0Rez5WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sTANkZoR4KY/s220/Photo0759.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
