<?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-16455082</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:35:53.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jasminesther.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-6583520366932309330</id><published>2007-05-15T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T02:59:09.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've moved because blogger is so super boring sadz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&gt; Xanga.com/masqueradetothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-6583520366932309330?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/6583520366932309330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=6583520366932309330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/6583520366932309330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/6583520366932309330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-moved-because-blogger-is-so-super.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-1448910711957986465</id><published>2007-05-13T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T21:31:07.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe if my heart stops beating,it won't hurt this much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the past few days have been rather hectic.And i am so tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On thursday after the final paper for MYEs,went to Yoshinoya with the clique to take breakfast.My day was initially lined up,until i realise my parents were in Msia and i couldn't go home to change omfg.So i spent the day at my cousin's,reliving part of my childhood,all the stupid computer games like worms while trying to detect and use other people's wireless.Yes we lame shitz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday,went to Sentosa with the clique.Met up with weiru and phylicia bfore that at siglap starbucks tho,which was the funnest part of the day.Took fucking a lot of photos,and we met a maid abuser.Then phylicia left for town to get her Copeland&amp;Anberlin tickets while weiru and i went to harbourfront to meet the rest.They were late,duh.So we went shopping.I bought 2 diva necklaces and a zara monster top which is cute to the max.I am such a bitch i spent the money my mom gave me for the jeans on all these,and now i have to save by myself for the jeans sobsob ): Took a lot a lot xten of photos in the zara changing room with weiru of our monster tops i was very uber happy haha.Then we met the rest and ya ok spent the day there until night.Watched Songs of the Seas too which was stupid.Will post all these pictures when weiru finally comes online!!! &gt;:/ (WEIRU!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Saturday,met phylicia at 1.45pm to head to marina sq as she needed to buy Mother's Day gift.Searched high and low,and of course looked around at our stuff too (hahaha).She finally got her presents,and we headed to Penin to check out those piercing shops.Omg i saw this guy with implants in his hand,3 whole rows of it damn freaky.W/e! Kz,then we headed back early at around 5plus? Reached home,changed and headed off to my Unc's for Mothers' Day celebration.It was quite okay until my cousin tried to be a dickhead and tell on me.I was pissed for the rest of the time.After that,went to Yasmin's plc to stayover,with Lynette as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome!We went out at around 11.45,climbed over the fence all.And cabbed to arab street for sheesha.It was not bad ah,got high and all.But i think i overdosed.Then we ran across muddy fields,highway all towards Suntec for Spidey which we were half an hour late for.We were so retarded i swear.We even walked into the wrong building lol.Ya as i said i overdosed right,so half the movie i felt like puking.The movie was good,but i dont understand why people would cry when they watch it!Ok maybe i wasn't concentrating half through since i wasn't feeling well thats why i wasn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;into&lt;/span&gt; the movie hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie,we cabbed down to Chai Chee and met joel for supper.Then we decided to go to the park,the P-A-R-K.joel brought us to this playground and went &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"this is the park&lt;/span&gt;".i still dont know if he was kidding or not.Ok nvm and i tell you,yasmin and lynette walks at snail speed!!Anyway,we went to the siglap park connector thingum or something like that.there was a huge playground,and again i relived my childhood lol.Left there at around 5am,feeling all dizzy and giddy from spinning round and round haha.Yasmin lynette and i went back to yasmin's while joel went back home.Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg at yasmin's plc,her maid fucking put the latch on from the inside so we couldn't get in!!In the end thanks to brilliant lynette,she opened the window and i used a bamboo to lift the latch and we managed to get in thank god.We were all sticky and dirty,makeups all smudged from the playground visit.Me esp looked like a panda thanks to the black eye shadow ): I went to bathe first,and omg they forgot to give me a towel so i was like knocking on the toilet door for about 10 mins to signal them.But they in the room switched on fucking loud mousic and could hear none of me.I got irritated and threw this plastic thing i found in the toilet at their door.Then only did they come out -punch! So yes i got my towel after lynette laughed about it for awhile.Then we all knocked out for a couple of hours,and when i woke up,lynette already left.So i took breakfast at her plc bfore i got my mom to pick me up to go home.Oh we took a lot of photos too,but haha i dont have them too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home,we played mj! &lt;333 I won again haha i rock yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright i know i have promised a lot of photos and have not posted them,but i will soon ah.When i have every single fucking one of them i will :) I dno how long it will take tho,cheers haha kbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-1448910711957986465?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/1448910711957986465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=1448910711957986465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/1448910711957986465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/1448910711957986465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/05/maybe-if-my-heart-stops-beatingit-wont.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-6220222880475134852</id><published>2007-05-08T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T18:28:18.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Goodbye now,goodbye forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062123194987946498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RkBGOb6FogI/AAAAAAAABU8/U0TK2vRNjJM/s200/Red2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062123194987946498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RkBGOb6FogI/AAAAAAAABU8/U0TK2vRNjJM/s200/Red2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway studying trips' not been working ever since i found out Chester's Ipod Vid has Heroes,and many many other movies!!Well i think Niki Sanders is super hot,so is Isaac!Peter is freaking awesome,Claire is pretty,her mom even more,and the Japanese guy Hiro is super kawaii-nehzx kbye i am hooked.Oh and thanks for the Starburst,Jolly Rancher,Tao Kae Noi,top-up card,Ipod and jacket ya,will return you the ipod and jacket when i see you tmr!Sorry for keeping your baby ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tan my form teacher is super funny.All along during assembly we like to bitch to her about her fellow colleague(let's call her teacher A) - a relatively old teacher who always dresses average then all of a sudden like makeover!!Start wearing Skinny flare jeans when she's quite plump,topshop mango tops all.Which i concluded she got her labels from super hot Miss Erma and Nicole added that teacher A must have stalked her!!Okay we were apparantly quite bored but hell she dresses like she's 18 now and her face just can't bring it off i'm bitchy sorry bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i'll pass all of my exams(excluding History which i may be awarded a few marks due to my great effort for drawing!).I'll even stop bitching about teacher A if i can pass all!!W/E. I am so tired,been sleeping really late recently omgz.Today's the only day i'm home bfore 11 for weeks.Actually i'm just talking nonsense because i forgot what i wanted to blog about,hmm.. Maybe i need some sleep. Oh i like the people at siglap starbucks they are very friendly and cranky.Ok i think i am really tired i shall stop spouting nonsense but i really like the people who work there ah whatever kbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my Choco chip frappe with whipped cream and chocolate drizzle ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-6220222880475134852?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/6220222880475134852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=6220222880475134852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/6220222880475134852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/6220222880475134852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/05/goodbye-nowgoodbye-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RkBGOb6FogI/AAAAAAAABU8/U0TK2vRNjJM/s72-c/Red2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-5573893444394890782</id><published>2007-05-06T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T02:11:21.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To: Manfred Wu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i'm sorry. sorry i've misunderstood your intentions, misinterpreted your words, and.. wtvr la. i'm really sorry. hope we're still friends, you really mean a lot to me. don't be angry or upset anymore ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;JT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-5573893444394890782?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/5573893444394890782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=5573893444394890782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/5573893444394890782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/5573893444394890782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-manfred-wu-im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-6627915561195609812</id><published>2007-05-05T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T22:35:01.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All of your love,was all that i needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061077168587907538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RjyO3r6FodI/AAAAAAAABUk/HrNM3x_OLPk/s200/Lamp+post.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061077168587907538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RjyO3r6FodI/AAAAAAAABUk/HrNM3x_OLPk/s200/Lamp+post.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was both frustrating,emotional,exciting(?) and fun. Nabei I am still very angry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun cause i was with phylicia,we took a lot of stupid photos with milk foam all over our mouths in Gelare when the stupid man delivered my spegghetti and i got so paiseh and couldn't even thank him cause i was covering my mouth which had foam all over. Her idea lah! Anyway we managed to get the photo right after countless tries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061079457805476338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RjyQ876FofI/AAAAAAAABU0/1-mHTu6fdhc/s320/Gelare+milk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still got a lot of photos ah,on the bus ones,gelare ones etc etc. But i can't post them cause i don't have them and phylicia is at i don't know where? Wanted to head to town initially but we went back to siglap halfway cause we had no mood to go town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was frustrating cause i was feeling super shaken and affected by what you said and some stuff i saw which i shouldn't have,and now i know this is what i deserve after all i've done.Thanks thanks i get it now.And talking about the msn conversation i had that noon was the breaking point.The most embarressing part was chester was there chester saw chester told arjun and i think you all know. W/E!! Fuck you for the millionth time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to consult her on whatever piercings i wanna get anymore ok?Lest i get accused of influencing her when i didn't even ask her to do anything fullstop.I will get it &lt;strong&gt;all by myself&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was exciting cause.. due to some reasons pullat and i ended up running into the houses there somehow lol.Then i was super scared ah at the bustop.I kept looking back and all.Thank god arjun was there actually i don't know why i was scared but i was scared so yea i was scared fullstop.Reached home at arnd 12,called Yasmin and bugged her to tell me some crap,was supposed to be a short talk only bfore i go to bed cause we were both super duper tired..But we ended up talking until 3am and both of us even went to get supper all damn funny haha.So,i woke up at 6pm today.Yes i am still sleepy.And i think i'm going to church tmr with Rowena bfore going to siglap,&lt;strong&gt;with Yasmin&lt;/strong&gt;. (!!!)I'm telling you now so you don't need to ask around kbye!! &gt;:[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-6627915561195609812?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/6627915561195609812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=6627915561195609812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/6627915561195609812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/6627915561195609812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/05/all-of-your-lovewas-all-that-i-needed.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RjyO3r6FodI/AAAAAAAABUk/HrNM3x_OLPk/s72-c/Lamp+post.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-6080698625254697204</id><published>2007-05-04T15:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T15:30:42.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A movie script ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060603682803261874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RjrgPL6FobI/AAAAAAAABUU/o6wRslZJn-8/s200/IMG_0855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060603687098229186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RjrgPb6FocI/AAAAAAAABUc/fkh3dO1gJ44/s200/IMG_0855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been going to siglap a lot recently to like..study,but say only 1/10 worked out lol.Parents been really slack on me despite the stupid exams,like i reach home daily at 11plus 12am they okay with it all,still give me extra money whenever i say i going siglap haha.It's good i guess.Haven't gotten my jeans yet cause i haven't stepped into any shopping mall recently!! D: And phyliciazx told me after Mid-Years there's a (!!!)Forever21 sales so girls start saving please ha ha hee haw ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i totally fucked my History paper.I slept through and woke up when 4 minutes was all left.I drew a monster with the caption : &lt;em&gt;"Hi.Bye.This is Momo your friendly monster friend.He eats fries :)"&lt;/em&gt; and handed in.Hopefully the teachers have a slight sense of humour and not screw me :) The other papers are fine i guess,should be able to pass all,and thats including Chinese lovelayes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the Friday after Mid-Years which is the 11th!!Can't say why,but you guys'll know soon.Aite i'm off,to siglap ha bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Passing through unconscious states,&lt;br /&gt;When I awoke, I was on&lt;br /&gt;The onset of a later stage:&lt;br /&gt;The headlights are beacons on the highway.&lt;br /&gt;Highway, highway, highway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-6080698625254697204?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/6080698625254697204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=6080698625254697204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/6080698625254697204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/6080698625254697204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/05/movie-script-ending.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RjrgPL6FobI/AAAAAAAABUU/o6wRslZJn-8/s72-c/IMG_0855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-2214666291967234006</id><published>2007-05-01T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:16:21.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cb fucking pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You suck to the Core with a capital C!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059253168991740322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RjYT876FoaI/AAAAAAAABUM/_GLiBgBSmAQ/s320/Hellogoodbye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059253164696773010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RjYT8r6FoZI/AAAAAAAABUE/GhjFAr5v_rI/s320/283126034l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so original,so max cool right!!So damn good at Photoshop shitz right!! Nice but unoriginal,go copy me a freaking noooob who only learnt Photoshop this year!? And fuck the crap about your tattoo and the 'its real its real'!! Go suck cock lah it's real it's real.Fucking drew it on so don't step like its real and use phylicia and xh's name say they made a fuss over it cause it is FAKE in CAPS so shut the fuck up biatch! It's okay if youre not cool just don't act cause it's a freaking eyesore fullstop! Nabei go drown yourself in River Nile cause it's probably the only river dirty enough to drown your coolness.Yes you probably know i'm talking about you since i guess you stalk my blog too but fucking hell i don't care no because you can think i am a bitch which i am but at least i am original and i am cool.not.like.you.bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill JT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-2214666291967234006?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/2214666291967234006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=2214666291967234006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/2214666291967234006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/2214666291967234006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/05/cb-fucking-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RjYT876FoaI/AAAAAAAABUM/_GLiBgBSmAQ/s72-c/Hellogoodbye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-5578352069240307646</id><published>2007-04-30T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T23:03:39.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And now that I'm strong I have figured out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's baby boy is superrrrrrr cute to the core,i love to carry him!!And my brother-in-law calls me possessive cause i refuse to let the others carry him.. Anyway it's so cool,i'm super intrigued by my sister's pee bag.There's this tube joined into her body that the pee will flow into which will be collected in this bag.Freaking cool,the bag is warm too,i think due to the pee temperature hmm..My sister said i was mad.How can i be?Will post photos of Seth if i get them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i just felt like saying this.I don't know how to describe it,maybe it's just kinship,but i love my sister so much.Every single word she says affects me,like this morning i cried for her (happy tears) bfore she entered the surgical room for her caesarean birth.She means more than anything to me in the world fullstop.More than my parents,more than any friend,more than any one.Jiejie i love you,for everything else youve done&lt;3 Gah emo now want to cry already so i better stop it lest i get puffy eyes tomoloz which sucks cause i wont look pretty oh shit that sounded bimbotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i kinda did some A.Maths today in KK hospital while accompanying my sister dearest.Why?Cause i'm going to Siglap to study with Phylicia tmr and it might just end up not being productive like on Sunday(just a thousand times worse this time cause she's bringing a camera which is majorrrr distraction.Oh talking about Sunday..i'll post the photos when/if i get them.)Hence i backed up and studied a bit on Vectors and the stupid bionomial or something like that.Yes i am a certified nerd now!Oh and geog today was okay i think..Considering the unsuccessful attempt to study at Siglap on Sunday and unsuccessful attempt to study after dinner at Manf's that sunday since we were surfing the tattoo and piercings site.And me started watching Heroes after that..I want my house speaker fixed ): I want to watch Heroes ah.Want want very very badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH!! Did i mention?My mother struck lottery yesterday and she is getting me the jeans woohoowaahoo!! I am like super happy because like i've said for the 861651612th time,i love the jeans (x tenthousand&amp;two). HAHA YOU ARE JEALOUS. Not. Still i am happy woo!! Watch,i am going to wear that black jeans with the gold zip slit at the bottom soon which is super hot,i mean the jeans.I am sooooo in love with the jeans did i mention?Omg i am getting it like this week!!Yes i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul.&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/16455082-5578352069240307646?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/5578352069240307646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=5578352069240307646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/5578352069240307646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/5578352069240307646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/04/and-now-that-im-strong-i-have-figured.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-4377357048641004744</id><published>2007-04-28T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T18:51:06.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kiss and make it all up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi.I am having in the midst of an exam period where everyone is studying and few are online so actually i am supposed to fit in too and not come online but temptation got the better of me haha.Had my English paper yesterday.Lol the report wrote "You are advised to write between 250-350 words" But on my first page i already wrote 410 words plus i wrote 2 whole full pages good game:) And i'm having my Core Geog paper in two days time together with i think Chinese which i'm going to fuck big time.Oh welllll.And and and!!!!! MY SISTER IS GIVING BIRTH ON THAT MONDAY.I am so excited,baby Seth&lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to have some family dinner with all my relatives etc later at my unc's but i feel so tired i dont feel like going sigh.Nvm shut up.K i realised something,my wishlist at the near bottom right of my blog haven't been moving and nothing have been bought yet lol.My financial situation as Imee said,is super bad.However,i am willing to cancel everything there if i can get the Mango black jeans.It's super duper nice,with gold zip at the bottom so you can open a slit.Ahh i am going crazy i want it so bad and cheers i can get it either with a discount(thanks to lynn &amp; her friend) or i can get it as cheap as $25 though it costs like $99.Can't say why,it's kinda..illegal :/ But if i dont get it by next week i'll buy it at full price even.Thats how bad i want it.. I'm not rich i'm just impulsive when i want things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stop thinking about piercings!!!! I shall just make this short and sweet,i can't wait for June ah phylicia!!! Kthxbey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay tmr i'm going Siglap with Xiao Xuan to study,anyone wanna come along?Call me.I got to go to my uncle's already bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-4377357048641004744?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/4377357048641004744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=4377357048641004744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/4377357048641004744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/4377357048641004744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/04/kiss-and-make-it-all-up.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-2774773494661576865</id><published>2007-04-23T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T20:28:24.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Catch my soul 'cause it's willing to fly away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056597963501231442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RiylDop0XVI/AAAAAAAABTk/Y7Gg5610DOM/s200/carmen_by_ladymonroe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056597967796198754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RiylD4p0XWI/AAAAAAAABTs/iw1nuRvW9YY/s200/carmen_by_ladymonroe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi.Today i was super bored and started thinking about all the weird places i want to pierce.Now i don't want lip already i want nape,naval and wrist.But none (none at all actually!) of my friends are supportive of the piercings and i think the only person who will be supportive is Phylicia cause she had the nape one bfore.Right love? Sigh ): No one understands that i &lt;span style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #b84848 1pt solid"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; to pierce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always like to,and just that ear piercings are no longer new to me = the adrenaline is lost and thats why i moved to body piercings.It's just like how some people like to drink when they're down,or smoke or scream or whatever..My outlet is just having the adrenaline rush and fear before i do piercings.Of course i can do it with better ways like say bungee jumping,but find me a place in Singapore well worthy to bungee jump then tell me that fullstop.At least i don't steal/shoplift/kill/rape/suicide or do bloody high school massacres like that South Korea dude no? So i think i am pretty sane already. Yes i think so okay don't you dare go sing another tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you guys hate me doing all this shit stuff to my body,but i have a right don't i?All i want is some freaking support from you guys cause no two person is going through what i am and how i'm taking it and i don't expect you guys to understand but just show me some support.It may sound ridiculous to show support to someone who wants to pierce her life away but c'mon thats all you all can do cause i'm no longer willing to open up.Thats all i have to say,everything i do i do with a reason - to make myself happy.And thats all that matters right? Call me foolish,but i learn things the hard way,i'm a daft cow bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,today was very the love.Finally had lunch together with everyone around the table (- Donna).We sang Sophia's personalised &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chain Hang Low&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; song which now goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Does your boobs hang low&lt;br /&gt;Does it jingle to and fro&lt;br /&gt;Can you tie it in a knot&lt;br /&gt;Can you tie it in a bow&lt;br /&gt;Can you throw it over your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;Can you hang it round your toes&lt;br /&gt;Does your boobs hang low?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't slap me please,Donna started singing it to us which started the whole crap. -points to Donna,her fault i swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Abby Imee and i started discussing the cliche old pick up lines,here's a couple of good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1) I am Sin square,you are Cos square,together we are one.&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you have a map? Cause i seem to have gotten lost in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;3) Is your father a terrorist? Cause you're da bomb!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha still got more ah i can't remember.Had a good time laughing at those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay know something?Mid-Years are 4 days away pretty!I like have no idea what to study,what is tested at all?I am so gonna flunk like mad because i kind of have been drifting in class =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Totally lost regarding Vectors&lt;br /&gt;2) Totally lost regarding differentiation of Ln Log and all that shit.&lt;br /&gt;3) Totally screwd up Chinese when my teacher believes i can get an A1/A2!&lt;br /&gt;4) Totally no idea about anything regarding History except Mao-Tze-Dong was a communist and Hitler was a..something&lt;br /&gt;5) Totally mad about Social Studies such that i actually used Geog references on a Social Studies test how stupid is that!?&lt;br /&gt;6) Totally.Fucked.Up.And.Boring.Physics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry and English are the only subjects by far i'm confident of passing.Lol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well actually,give me enough money (about $200) for the nape&amp;naval piercings and i promise i'll study! Yes i will. Okay maybe i think i will.There's a good chance i will.Uh damn i might lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh i must try to study tomorrow.. So i'll try to abstain from the com,and books (which aparantly i've already run out of cause i finished every book i have) and,the bed.Which might be a wee bit hard.Hehe goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-2774773494661576865?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/2774773494661576865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=2774773494661576865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/2774773494661576865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/2774773494661576865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/04/catch-my-soul-cause-its-willing-to-fly.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RiylDop0XVI/AAAAAAAABTk/Y7Gg5610DOM/s72-c/carmen_by_ladymonroe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-245139477351490462</id><published>2007-04-21T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T18:59:29.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Load up on guns and bring your friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Starburst -pulls face. Anyways,soccer yesterday was fun.One-on-one.The last game with Charles,the score was 10-5(He 10 lah duh).Which my 5 goals,4 is kinda play cheat one plus his goalpost was twice the size of mine.HAHA.And i fell ): I got a whole row of diagonal cuts down my left leg.Ugly and extremely(!!!) painful when i'm bathing.Owh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh yesterday at Donna's,Cliffton&amp;Xiaoxuan(soon to be couple) were study dating,Lynette&amp;amp;Donna were baking while i went down to play soccer lah.Then when i came back,i helped a bit with the putting the icing on the freshly baked cupcakes and making the names on the cupcakes(&lt;strong&gt;KC&lt;/strong&gt;-Kennth Chan, &lt;strong&gt;&amp;hearts; Ni&lt;/strong&gt;-Nicole,&lt;strong&gt;Jill&lt;/strong&gt;-Jillene,&lt;strong&gt;LW&lt;/strong&gt;-Lynette,and the rest Donna did lah haha cause i got too frustrated with the stupid silver sugar balls used to make the names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes okay,i went to school today for A maths&amp; SS.Shouldn't have gone cause all that Mdm Halilah went through during A Maths were kinda basic plus i was super super tired and couldn't concentrate half the time.And i ended up skipping SS test too which = i should have stayed home and slept in.No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to play soccer but when the ball rammed against my left leg(the cuts!!),it was so painful i stopped after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.I'll blog some other time,and in case i forgot,Raunaq &amp; Shahdan scored two goals during the interclass soccer too! (Which resulted in our class win of 1st place! Wow!) Ok Raunaq,there.HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. I miss Veron that idiot in GoldCoast very much xthousand! Oh &amp; Kaylie in UK too! &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-245139477351490462?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/245139477351490462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=245139477351490462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/245139477351490462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/245139477351490462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/04/load-up-on-guns-and-bring-your-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-7093025510534461652</id><published>2007-04-19T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T18:42:13.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;(Edited)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love of mine,someday you will die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a real need this time to repeat the lyrics above,because..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starburst died.It was all sickly this morning(all of a sudden),but at least it gave me a chance to give it its final kiss,touch and stroke.Fucking hell.I was on the bus already when my mom called me and told me it died.Tears started streaming down my face.The St Patrician sitting beside me must have thought i was freaking weird.I walked into school late,and headed straight for the toilet.I told myself i won't cry anymore.I'd just keep to myself the whole day,but the moment i open my mouth to speak to my friend,i started crying again.I cried for 5 periods(wow) and whenever i spoke to anyone about Starburst,i would cry again.Guys are inhumane,Ian Diniy and Ryan all laughed at my so called 'stupidity of crying for an animal' and said i'll be okay after buying a new one.Fuck it was Starburst not just a rabbit,it was my Starburst,my first pet,the pet i love so much.I don't know if it was my fault or because it was the runt.I mean,i did take it out for walks,gave it food and mutitudes of love and care.I want my Starburst back,i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos from Zhafir's cam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="border-top: 3pt solid #000; border-left: 3pt solid #000; border-right: 3pt solid #000; border-bottom: 3pt solid #000; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055128766858419250" style="" alt="Love and me." src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Rids1Ip0XDI/AAAAAAAABRU/s9svMqhUS0U/s200/2007_0417School0114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="border-top: 3pt solid #000; border-left: 3pt solid #000; border-right: 3pt solid #000; border-bottom: 3pt solid #000; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055131154860235842" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RidvAIp0XEI/AAAAAAAABRc/77KWLjbgWLI/s200/2007_0417School0113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love and me ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="border-top: 3pt solid #000; border-left: 3pt solid #000; border-right: 3pt solid #000; border-bottom: 3pt solid #000; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055135574381583506" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RidzBYp0XJI/AAAAAAAABSE/w6SmZU-FGk0/s320/2007_0417School0116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a male.This was what i had wanted to blog about yesterday,when my bunny was still fine.&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;,is a male.There's no point now anyway..Ok stop this,i'm gna start crying again.Why must all that i love leave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Starburst,i will love you and hold you in memory.If i ever get another rabbit/pet whatsoever,it'll be called Starburst Junior(: Much love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other images,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="border-top: 3pt solid #000; border-left: 3pt solid #000; border-right: 3pt solid #000; border-bottom: 3pt solid #000; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055136609468701858" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Ridz9op0XKI/AAAAAAAABSM/bixbfA2ndVg/s320/2007_0417School0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Natasha and me with the cute small car we 'stumbled' upon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="border-top: 3pt solid #000; border-left: 3pt solid #000; border-right: 3pt solid #000; border-bottom: 3pt solid #000; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055141767724424418" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Rid4p4p0XOI/AAAAAAAABSs/72jhy0vNhtQ/s320/2007_0417School0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Juk Fen did to Melson.That mad-ass cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="border: 3pt solid rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055140346090249410" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Rid3XIp0XMI/AAAAAAAABSc/IYL1-qUPsJU/s200/2007_0417School0103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="border-top: 3pt solid #000; border-left: 3pt solid #000; border-right: 3pt solid #000; border-bottom: 3pt solid #000; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055140354680184018" style="width: 110px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Rid3Xop0XNI/AAAAAAAABSk/R6a9ZtZpdGc/s200/2007_0417School0104.JPG" border="0" height="171" width="122" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are addicted to Netball:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="border-top: 3pt solid #000; border-left: 3pt solid #000; border-right: 3pt solid #000; border-bottom: 3pt solid #000; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055131872119774290" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Ridvp4p0XFI/AAAAAAAABRk/P5hCuQcIsCU/s200/2007_0417School0108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="border-top: 3pt solid #000; border-left: 3pt solid #000; border-right: 3pt solid #000; border-bottom: 3pt solid #000; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055134590834072706" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RidyIIp0XII/AAAAAAAABR8/X-kkDemreCM/s200/2007_0417School0106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing Netball,on the way home.Nicole's Shopaholic book (which is &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1pt solid #b84848;"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt; bimbotic please) is super hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="border-top: 3pt solid #000; border-left: 3pt solid #000; border-right: 3pt solid #000; border-bottom: 3pt solid #000; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055132709638397026" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Ridwaop0XGI/AAAAAAAABRs/j6WvSpsRpdw/s200/2007_0417School0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="border-top: 3pt solid #000; border-left: 3pt solid #000; border-right: 3pt solid #000; border-bottom: 3pt solid #000; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055133435487870066" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RidxE4p0XHI/AAAAAAAABR0/MJC0m-A9ZC0/s200/2007_0417School0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After effects of Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ok i couldn't finish this post yesterday so i edit from here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh we've been staying back in school daily this few days just to play Netball,and instead i've been trying to pick up soccer! It's really fun,swear.I'm currently at Donna's with Lynette Xiaoxuan and Clifton.Going to go down and play(learn) soccer with(from) Charles soon anyway.I am going to learn how to juggle.I AM going to :) Watch me.I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Mr Leong(the new OM) from my school is hilarious!! I think he has hearing problems.That time when i had to sit outside office for half a day cause it was my 648545 timeth late,he came to me with a packet of biscuit and placed it on my table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Mr Leong: Here,for you.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Leong: Huh you don't want ah?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh no,i just said thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Leong: (takes away biscuit) Oh okay then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (waving) Mr leong,did you see Mr Ng?!&lt;br /&gt;Mr Leong: (wave back) Hi! Had your lunch yet?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes okay funny.And i had Chinese oral today,it sucked like hell man.The oral question had two parts,in the second part of the question there were these two chim(maybe not soooo chim) chinese words the teacher used which i did not understand.So i ignored that question and answered the first only.Then the teacher asked the second question again.I went in chinese: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Uh what is that?&lt;/span&gt; She repeatted the two words clearly and i replied her again: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;So..whats that?&lt;/span&gt; Shit lah die already. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K going down now,bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(20/04/07 - 6.13pm)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-7093025510534461652?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/7093025510534461652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=7093025510534461652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/7093025510534461652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/7093025510534461652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/04/love-of-minesomeday-you-will-die.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Rids1Ip0XDI/AAAAAAAABRU/s9svMqhUS0U/s72-c/2007_0417School0114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-9086149485163445991</id><published>2007-04-14T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T19:29:38.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another masquerade in false circumstance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053227418634464066" style="CURSOR: hand" height="118" alt="Donna Nicole Jillene Cheryl Alexandria and me!" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RiCrkGj4q0I/AAAAAAAABQ0/KeU3w5vQkPs/s200/Donna+Jillene+Cheryl+Nicole+me2.jpg" width="147" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053227418634464082" style="CURSOR: hand" height="118" alt="Singing the school song!" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RiCrkGj4q1I/AAAAAAAABQ8/etgvfC17vO8/s200/Donna+Jillene+Cheryl+Nicole+me.jpg" width="147" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053227422929431394" style="CURSOR: hand" height="118" alt="Donna and me!" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RiCrkWj4q2I/AAAAAAAABRE/LRiP3EBtZhw/s200/Donna+and+me.jpg" width="147" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oishi died.Fuck that stupid cat that ate it.Now Starburst has lost its partner ): Nicole don't be too upset okay love.Stupidstupid greedy fat ugly cat(Actually i don't know how it looks like,i just imagine).So sinful ah how can you eat your neighbour's house pet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,we had Games Carnival on Friday.The school like facing some major time constraints siah.Can't even let us have it during school time.Therefore it took place after school.Played a lot of Netball - with the guys even,during the in betweens of games.Got pissed off at the last hour or so before we left school cause some guy was shit-hell-of-a-rude to me.I just pulled off the bib(?) dumped it on the floor,walked off and went to sit with Melson,Leon,Jillene,and Cheryl to complain(a lot)!Actually more like hurl abuses hmm..Oh whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we had to gather at the school hall to see the people receive the Games Prizes,which 4H got 1st for Soccer and Badminton!! :D Shafie scored the final penalty goal for soccer thanks to my milo lol.Yeah Donna and i were like waiteresses serving milos on trays to the soccer players.And they littered the whole soccer field with the cups haha.Camwhored a bit on the soccer field with Zhafir as well while watching my class' match.Will get the photos on Monday,so watch this space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh then after the whole Games Carnival,a couple of us went to Parkway Pastamania for dinner.Bfore we went to that techshop,the one next to Pastamania?Sell all the laptops and camera stuff shop?Yeh i don't ever want to step in there again lol.Cause Nicole and I,followed by Shearen and I took photos with the inbuild camera on the Vaio laptops,and put them as the wallpaper haha!Ok fine it was my idea but so funny after putting it as the wallpaper,we quick chao.Left Shearen and David the lovebirds at Parkway.Then we went home.Tmd i got scolded for going home late not because i was home &lt;em&gt;late&lt;/em&gt;.But because the rest had to wait for me to reach home to play mahjong as they were one player short lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wola,i bathed Starburst a couple of days ago! It smelt so good that day okay.And i even put rabbit deodorising powder for it.I've grown so attached to it in just this two weeks,and i cannot imagine giving it away,or it dying,ever..When i cry,it listens(like it has a choice,but it seriously stays still and lies beside me and thats sooooo adorable kthx).And i'm proud to say that i actually dare to pick up its shit with my bare hands! :D Haha,but i'm so inconsiderate.If i'm not near a rubbish bin,i'll just fling the shit out of the window hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think,exams are starting in two weeks time.And i think,i haven't started studying.Actually i think,i don't even know what am i supposed to study.Crash.Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the 14th today,and i never expected it to hurt so much,like the way it did when that was your answer to me ha ha.Literally i just felt my heart cringe,the way my face will when i see cockroaches or ants.Yes,that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-9086149485163445991?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/9086149485163445991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=9086149485163445991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/9086149485163445991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/9086149485163445991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/04/another-masquerade-in-false.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RiCrkGj4q0I/AAAAAAAABQ0/KeU3w5vQkPs/s72-c/Donna+Jillene+Cheryl+Nicole+me2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-2279830245893089384</id><published>2007-04-11T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T20:06:48.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My eyes burn from these tears,You think you'd learn over these years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052127219811920674" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" height="128" alt="Starburst &amp; Oishi!" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RhzC8Gj4qyI/AAAAAAAABQk/zJSU5Y2Ua-0/s200/Starburst+%26+Oishi.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052127219811920690" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" height="128" alt="Starburst &amp; me!" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RhzC8Gj4qzI/AAAAAAAABQs/mlMU1w8LVf0/s200/Starburst+%26+me.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052124561227164418" style="WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" height="128" alt="Starburst!" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RhzAhWj4qwI/AAAAAAAABQU/t7Zn_IZdUlM/s200/IMG_0008.jpg" width="96" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Starburst! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i brought him/her to school today,and i realise rabbits really make everyone go soft ok! Including the gays hmm.. Well Ming Yan and Hong Yong were super like super super super affectionate to it gasp! It's kind of scary actually,watching how Ming Yan kisses my bunny especially :/ I hope my rabbit did not experience any trauma. Ok i hope even more that Ming Yan doesn't happen to read this haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bunny is so cute no?Ah its so small okay,like really really tiny. Sometimes i even mistake it for a hamster,how can right! Phylicia i know youre jealous but too bad no rabbits or hamsters or cats for you,your dog don't allow haha neyneynipoopoo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i brought my bunny to the corridoor to let it run around. Siah lah bad decision,my neighbour's three kids came running out to play with it. They don't want let me hold the rabbit and insist on holding it all stillllll nevermind. Then the oldest of them three dropped my rabbit wtf! Like almost one metre high?I got pissed i almost scolded them. That same boy still dare hinthint say &lt;em&gt;"How i wish i could borrow it"&lt;/em&gt; Like ya if i lent you the rabbit it will return dead.I took my rabbit and said i want to eat dinner already and went back into my house. Today they came over and said they wanna see the rabbit.My dad boomed at them "Rabbit sleeping lah!" Haha it was hilarious.Kids are usually so cute,i wonder how they turned out like that tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknowingly,i've actually typed a whole post of my rabbit ha.Now to me,I've been giving it some good thought,i won't pierce my lip already.Although it's like super hot and some are telling me to go ahead with it,i won't because,i will get many upset.Okay,and should i dye blue-black black-red or brown?Hello i need help &lt;span style="color:#3a3838;"&gt;in more than one way ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know,i feel like you really cannot be bothered.And i'm like the fool trying to piece everything together,thanks?Really sucks you know the feeling,and since you had ask me to talk to you through this stupid hell of a fucking blog and not even to your face,it just seems to me that you can't face up to what happened,that you can't face me,in some way.Maybe i remind of what happened that chalet night,maybe i remind you of so many unhappiness.Ok fine,but you can't avoid me forever,things still have to be settled.My friends are calling me stupid you know,to be waiting like that.And actually,i find myself stupid too.You keep harping on "If you really love me, ..." Now its my turn.If you'd really love me,you would forgive me for those simple and stupid things i've made you upset with and not just avoid the whole issue and leave it one side to pile up.It is because of that,did we end up with so much quarrels all,because it was all piled up.If you really did love me,you wouldn't have cared about your face your pride more than or as much as you cared for me.The chalet incident,i remember i asked you if you were upset because that girl was me or because that guy can laugh at you,you said both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time ago,i had wanted to end us already,but i never could bear to because i didn't want to see you upset.But you never considered that point.When you wanted it you just went ahead so you could feel better.Then,as you like it,you hurt me further telling me you loved me less and all.Ok fine i took it in i did stupid things that in my opinion could numb me and make me feel better.Then you got angry and all.Nevermind that also.I did even more stupid things,things that could have gotten me into trouble.Then only did you tell me what your feelings never changed you love me you want me back.Only when something happen did you tell me all that.I mean,whats the point now..Your pm writes &lt;em&gt;"Seems like just yesterday, you were a part of me.."&lt;/em&gt; It shows you can't move on,yet why do you keep avoiding this shit.Whenever i try to talk to you about it,you either ignore me or ignore me.Why do you have to torture me further,why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too good at words,and maybe you disagree with everything i've said up there.That's all just my point of view and like you see things from yours and not try to understand mine,this too,is &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; point of view.There's like a thousand more emotions bustling in me.But i don't know how to let them out.I don't want to breakdown again,because i want to show you i'm stronger than you ever thought i was.But someday,i fear..I'll let it all go - the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good things won't last forever.&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/16455082-2279830245893089384?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/2279830245893089384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=2279830245893089384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/2279830245893089384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/2279830245893089384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-eyes-burn-from-these-tearsyou-think.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RhzC8Gj4qyI/AAAAAAAABQk/zJSU5Y2Ua-0/s72-c/Starburst+%26+Oishi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-1402801670151666010</id><published>2007-04-08T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T20:32:50.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanna live again,I wanna start everything over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051033120580243474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Rhjf3JTrEBI/AAAAAAAABQE/hZIdSoshYKA/s200/easter-eggs-in-grass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051033124875210786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Rhjf3ZTrECI/AAAAAAAABQM/fEkCx1hojok/s200/easter-eggs-in-grass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter Day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of blogging a whole post on how pissed i am at everything but when i asked myself why was i pissed,i couldn't find no answer.Therefore i deleted everything because i realise i would just sound stupidstupid. I want to pierce i want to pierce i want to pierce now. Its my way of relieving stress actually or just something i do when i'm not feeling good. I even felt(felt not feel) like closing my tongue hole and re-piercing yes i'm full of angst i'm perversed thanks but i'll get over it its temporary only i think i hope okay shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week or the week after next when i have the money,i'm going to dye my hair blue black set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starburst is like freaking fat now?Comparing how scrawny it was previously when i bought it,it did put on a good deal of weight hmm.. And it's been eating then peeing and shitting,eating then peeing and shitting omg. Plus the pee is like orange cause of the carrots?Oh and easter bunny,i did buy for it rabbit food but the food was too hard for it so now i have to go buy another box of rabbit food for junior rabbits.Waste my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna get this right,I'll meet you in another life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-1402801670151666010?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/1402801670151666010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=1402801670151666010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/1402801670151666010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/1402801670151666010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-wanna-live-againi-wanna-start.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Rhjf3JTrEBI/AAAAAAAABQE/hZIdSoshYKA/s72-c/easter-eggs-in-grass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-1672432221470206544</id><published>2007-04-07T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T19:44:27.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't break away from these chains to my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050606634622717938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Rhdb-ZTrD_I/AAAAAAAABP0/fen_OnhPy0E/s200/wAr_by_nicobo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050606643212652546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Rhdb-5TrEAI/AAAAAAAABP8/TvOHaCw5mTA/s200/wAr_by_nicobo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #b84848 1pt solid"&gt;I want&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.But i'll get so screwd by everyone if i do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah nvm.I've got an announcement,i went for Chemistry!! And this is what Mr TKH said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Mr TKH: Why you today no chalet thats why you made it here ah.&lt;br /&gt;Me: No lah got no chalet haha.&lt;br /&gt;Mr TKH: -sarcastic tone- Orh. Then Good Friday where you go?Church ah.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Oh Nicole bought me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Starburst Babies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sweets today!It was so cute i made my Starburst sit on the packet of sweets and snapped a photo of it.And my sister told me that horses can't shit.A person has to put their hands inside the horse's asshole and dig out the feaces.I don't know how true is that but she sure sounds convincing hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,sudden surge of emo-ness,shall not blog anymore lest i sound per-tha-tickzx.And you,get well soon alright.I want to see you well,perfectly well so you can spend my birthday with me.You have to keep your promise to me although i did not keep mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3a3838;"&gt;If i wanted another shot,would you too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong session on in 10 minutes time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-1672432221470206544?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/1672432221470206544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=1672432221470206544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/1672432221470206544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/1672432221470206544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-cant-break-away-from-these-chains-to.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Rhdb-ZTrD_I/AAAAAAAABP0/fen_OnhPy0E/s72-c/wAr_by_nicobo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-3230309182207777701</id><published>2007-04-06T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T20:49:31.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stay tonight,and make everything alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050331623571787730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RhZh2pTrD9I/AAAAAAAABPk/TFeVLwNSxLw/s200/DSC00323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050331632161722338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RhZh3JTrD-I/AAAAAAAABPs/LnwuDgstu9c/s200/DSC00323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i made it.I sneaked out 20 mins after my dad reached home.And returned thereafter at 4.16am! Slept until 10.15am bfore my mother like pulled me up for mahjong.Crazy they(my family) are all addicts!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya at DXO,i kinda got in illegally with Yasmin cause Manfred pressed his chop print on our hands.It was inverse but ok cause they weren't strict.Yasmin almost couldn't get in tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of mats,lots of ahbengs,many sluts too.Ha.Saw shahirah and group and many others like the Janice,my school alumni.Ahem's ex girlfriend hmm.. Quite awkward ah but nvm i think she is a freaking loser cause the company she was with.. One of the guy is such a loser who used to be in Manf's school,who is ugly and fucking..shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to my bunny! It is the love,but it fucking peed on me like 3 times already! Nvm everyone finds it cute,but my second sister threatens to chop it up and cook curry,what an asshole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait i must add,there wasn't any drinks i was sober ha k bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-3230309182207777701?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/3230309182207777701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=3230309182207777701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/3230309182207777701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/3230309182207777701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/04/stay-tonightmake-everything-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RhZh2pTrD9I/AAAAAAAABPk/TFeVLwNSxLw/s72-c/DSC00323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-6791317195343557759</id><published>2007-04-05T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:31:27.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DXOXOXOXOXOXO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck i'm pissed with my mother. I don't care!If she doesn't allow me to go to DXO tonight(which she obviously doesn't let),i'm sneaking out(so i'm sneaking out!)!!! Okay can. I won't get drunk,swear. Don't even know if there will be drinks ha. Oh and i lost my new Ripcurl wallet again today,shall not elaborate ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,the past week's been rather interesting.On Saturday was supposed to watch Mr Bean with the usuals but i kinda woke up late and also missed Physics.Ya i know i've never attended a single Saturday extra class,but at least i am going for Chem this Saturday okay! -applauses. Yup on Saturday missed the outing so stayed home and played mahjong with my family!! My sister's fiance/husband pon his exam lecture to play mahjong with us omg! &amp; guess what! The previous week i lost money and got scolded for my lousy playing right! That Saturday i no win no lose,what an improvement ha! Then at night we had family/relatives dinner at my Uncle's.Was drinking with Matthew most of the time then left for home after that.We reached home at about 10,and continued playing mahjong until 2.30am lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday,we had more family mj!fuck i am so addicted :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday,i bought a buuuuunnnnyyyy love!!!! I bought the runt of the batch cause firstly the prettiest bunny i wanted was sold already,and the runt looked really pathetic and needed some lovin' as so i thought haha. So $10 down,my bunny is the love. It is so small i sometimes mistake it for a hamster ._. It's called Starburst! (Friend of XX's bunny Starbucks lol) Why '&lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt;'?Cause its too young and the gender can't be told yet boo.At first mommy didn't allow,got really pissed and threatened to throw Starburst away!!But somehow,i got her to accept it,and now it's even living &lt;strong&gt;in&lt;/strong&gt; my house :D It is so spoilt btw,it eats apples and only apples,plus it doesn't like to sleep in its box.It waits for me to carry it and stroke it to sleep lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from tuesday till now,i've been in a good mood cause my bunny cheers me up in all aspects wooo! I love my bunny.Will post some pictures of it soon! Nicole bought a rabbit too,her's called Oishi Nemo Yin,mine Starburst Cream Yang.Her bunny's black and mine's white,explaining the Yin/Yang surname! Innovative no?Oh and my bunny peed on my shirt yday ^%&amp;^%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my parents found out about about my piercing already ha. They don't seem to mind somehow,considering the "&lt;em&gt;You pierce your tongue i'm going to cut it off&lt;/em&gt;" threat from my mom. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay.Tonight,because i lost my wallet(with my home keys),i need to wait for my dad to be home and sleeping bfore i can use his keys to sneak out.Just hope my sister comes home really easrly and sleeps bfore everything,or comes home really late,and i'd be asleep even bfore she's home.I am afriad,but it's not a first time so okay i can do it.Now,i just need to find an ic shitz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-6791317195343557759?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/6791317195343557759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=6791317195343557759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/6791317195343557759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/6791317195343557759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/04/dxoxoxoxoxoxo.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-6258806781047584800</id><published>2007-03-30T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T23:04:42.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love of mine,someday you will die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047732349637003874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Rg0l0_VcimI/AAAAAAAABPU/ZwKxs5uk_-M/s200/Imee+%26+me3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047732349637003890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Rg0l0_VcinI/AAAAAAAABPc/jEjioMKRNrU/s200/Imee+%26+me3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was so the funny haha.First up,i was super high all day,second up,when i'm high i make pple go crazy so its funny so i laugh so when i laugh i make another funny and when i make another funny i laugh at the funny i make and pple think i'm weird.Yes you the you sitting on my left in class,you said i was weird! ): But nevermind today i am funny.Or at least entertaining :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn i just think i made a funny! Oh nevermind that -waves hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay today in school,everyone thought i was weird as mention in above.Kns.&lt;s&gt;Nevermind i am still funny.&lt;/s&gt; Ya and i am so going to flunk my Additional Maths - Circular Measure test,most probably a &lt;span style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #b84848 1pt solid"&gt;nice perfect&lt;/span&gt; zero.Abby, ^5! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after school,had lunch with Shearen,Abby&amp;Jo at XingHo.Abby felt so cheated cause she paid $3 for 5 wantons.Anyway after lunch,Abby Jo and me headed to play pool lovelovelovelove! Imee&amp;amp;weiru joined us a bit later,and then Jian came also. Imee&amp;me officially form the Cools duo, -victory sign.Ha admit it youre jealous and you want to join us.Naynayneepoopoo. -victory sign. Ah so lame ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Jo: Abby,is Butch Walker a butch?&lt;br /&gt;Me: ..Jo why don't you ask me if Jasmine is a flower?&lt;/blockquote&gt;Kay pool was very the love.Then we went to Abby's house to take a drink and cope some mints bfore leaving for Parkway.Abby&amp;weiru went for tuition while the rest of us went to Ajisen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise almost everyone had hearing problems today.All except me and jo.Abby was telling Imee &lt;em&gt;Sure miss ball&lt;/em&gt; while Imee was shooting,and Imee heard &lt;em&gt;Singapore&lt;/em&gt;.Imee and i were camwhoring,and she gave the "Jasmine is a freak expression",and looking at the photo she did went &lt;em&gt;Jasmine is a freak&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp;amp; Abby heard &lt;em&gt;Police &amp; thief.&lt;/em&gt; Wtf? See i don't think i'm weird okay,look at the kind of friends i have around me!! :) Okay that wasn't something very nice to say,jasmine that was.not.very.nice okay?Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update with the other photos i do not have right now sometime,maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But i'll be close behind,i'll follow you into the dark.&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/16455082-6258806781047584800?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/6258806781047584800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=6258806781047584800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/6258806781047584800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/6258806781047584800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-of-minesomeday-you-will-die.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Rg0l0_VcimI/AAAAAAAABPU/ZwKxs5uk_-M/s72-c/Imee+%26+me3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-4871041309737911947</id><published>2007-03-29T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T19:52:50.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Delete-backspace-delete.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047307491472083506" style="WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" height="110" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Rguja_VcijI/AAAAAAAABO4/7nFHOWkREGI/s320/Image004+edit.jpg" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047302118467996178" style="WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" height="110" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RgueiPVcihI/AAAAAAAABOo/2siWJesRKHA/s320/Image005+edit.jpg" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047302122762963490" style="WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" height="110" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RgueifVciiI/AAAAAAAABOw/QBHaEaxLlz8/s320/Netball+edit.jpg" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two side photos are those who played for &lt;span style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #b84848 1pt solid"&gt;4H netball&lt;/span&gt;! (Melson,Nicole,CherylK,Jasmine,Michele,&amp; Gary,minus Donna cause she had to rush for drama straight after the match) The centre one was with others from 4H plus the other guy players from other classes. Well it's too bad we couldn't get any prize but we all know we did well esp the match against 4G &amp; 4A. Many injuries too,but i guess we're all fine now.Oh welllllll super disappointed..At least we're like,4th?Ha ): That actually explains my mood on the 26th,plus i lost my wallet that day,pulled a muscle and returning home,i saw your tag which brought my day to a max low.Thanks thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay today i didn't go to school cause i had diarhoea since like yesterday. Kind of like a on-off contraction feeling around your tummy,super uncomfortable! Then,after talking to Imee,i realise that Donna also never go to school! Hahaha damn funny,we were both like lao-saiing at home lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay nevermind ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows,i love my nephew i really really do he is so cute he trashes you all like flat like a washboard ha!Yes he's still staying at my place. &amp;amp; i spent my day like doing nothing and eating and lao-saiing and eating and lao-saiing. Stupidstupid. Ee i have to go to school tmr ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought about it,i really really want long hair. Really. No joke not lying i want long hair omg ): Howhowhow how to make my hair grow 10cm overnight? Hmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-4871041309737911947?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/4871041309737911947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=4871041309737911947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/4871041309737911947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/4871041309737911947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-had-typed-whole-damn-long-post-to.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Rguja_VcijI/AAAAAAAABO4/7nFHOWkREGI/s72-c/Image004+edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-8910033517728969329</id><published>2007-03-26T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T21:48:21.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>_|_ _|_ _|_ _|_ _|_ _|_ _|_ _|_ _|_ _|_ _|_ _|_ _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all i feel like saying to myself. Sorry guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-8910033517728969329?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/8910033517728969329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=8910033517728969329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/8910033517728969329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/8910033517728969329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-is-all-i-feel-like-saying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-6265682598392449720</id><published>2007-03-24T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T20:47:00.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I typed a whole long winded emo post about how i feel. But i deleted it. There isn't any point anyway.. Everything i do brings things another step down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit of a emo feeling now. Better talk about stuff to cheer myself up -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been more than a week since i've blogged. Lots of stuff happened. Minus the usual shit i've been going through,we also had netball interclass all. &amp;we're going into the semi-finals baby! Sorry that i didn't play for floorball,sorry that i crapped during the match against 4D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to Mind's after school&amp;ljs with some of the usuals. Played Dividends,I got second!!:) Uh actually its a shared title with Justin Boon ha. Okay,then we were all super broke,so after dinner we had nothing/couldn't do anything after that. So the Boons went off,the couple went dating,while Jo&amp;me went to Don's plc for MJ! Mahjongmahjongmahjong. K whateverz we didn't play money but i won 4 coins,Don's brother won 24 coins,Don lost 12 coins and Jo lost 16 haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went out with Yasmin. The weather damn killer somemore we walked like the whole orchard.I couldn't take it i went home like noon to enjoy some aircon and read my damn good book. No nicole it isn't the bimbotic Shopaholic &amp; Baby lol i think it's still with Imee,no? Feet were killing me because i had blisters from netball plus the heels i wore today made it worse. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home,my oldest sister came back to visit. Her tummy's really big now,ya she's pregnant. A few more weeks going to be due already. Had a talk with her,shed some tears,showed her my piercing and more.Still i couldn't tell her more than i did cause i didn't want to disappoint her in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said this to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Jasmine,i know that you are still growing up and your brain is still developing. And it is proven that at your age there's this part of your brain that's still not developed and will only be when you're about 23. So can you please at least try not to be so stupid now?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf lol. Oh she even gave me a goodbye kiss. Sigh i think what i need most now,is someone who loves me more than i love myself. Someone who can take care of me more than i can. And that'll be pretty easy,considering how things are now ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. This post was supposed to cheer myself up no?But now i am back at square one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-6265682598392449720?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/6265682598392449720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=6265682598392449720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/6265682598392449720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/6265682598392449720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-typed-whole-long-winded-emo-post.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-7999735109448427683</id><published>2007-03-16T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T17:58:44.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eh first thing's first okay,&lt;strong&gt;i was allowed to stayover by my parents hello&lt;/strong&gt;! Basket,you all against me siah i am not rebellious i am good i am staying home today okay canz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp; haha who is AhPui!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,and i promised Cheryl Koh's brother to blog about this. Haha. I went to her house on the 13th,after lunch with Karen,bfore bbq with the clique &amp;amp; chalet. I unscrewed the ball of my stud,and it dropped inside her sink hole omg! We were like screaming all,trying to catch it. Which we didn't manage to ): So her brother being super kind stuck his hand down the gutter to help me look for the ball lol! Thank you so much ya. But he didn't find it in the end,so i stuck a &lt;strong&gt;orange&lt;/strong&gt; bead in place of the metal ball. Damn ugly haha. So i went to parkway after that to buy my new stud. &amp; wha lao,Cheryl's brother beat me in the XBOX racing game!!! He's like how old only somemore. But nevermind,i beat Cheryl Koh,ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today actually got barbeque at night one,but i don't think i can go because my parents are pissed off with me and so i am not going see what i mean by good girl?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah the 13March chalet,everyone who stayed over minus Phylicia's brother and his friends,got drunk. Played a lot of stupid games,&lt;em&gt;7up&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;em&gt;Hai Dai&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;em&gt;5-10&lt;/em&gt; blablabla.A lot of glibberish,and half the people who got drunk puked.I didn't puke tho :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042442004457339842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RfpaSXwwO8I/AAAAAAAABNo/eWqFQYat9Wc/s320/IMG_0332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am addicted,damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042442008752307154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RfpaSnwwO9I/AAAAAAAABNw/QSm9yWHmGeY/s320/IMG_0358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bday girl to my right. The one with the doll-cut hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042442013047274498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RfpaS3wwPAI/AAAAAAAABOI/zp7IvIhP1N4/s320/IMG_0382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barcadi,vodka,minute maid,coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Phylicia for the chalet.Sorry to Manfred and you for all the trouble ya.&amp; sorry Nigel. Was kind of dead on the 14th alr. Super tired went home and slept all the way till night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15March,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos edited by Xiao Xuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042453686768385042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Rfpk6XwwPBI/AAAAAAAABOQ/Ot-tAPjc1Hw/s320/Sentosa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sentosa with 2H girls minus some. Was tanning with Cheryl and i think i got a bit burnt ): But I was the best in soccer!! Haha k stupid. Anyway we left without the ball cause somehow it got lost ): The ball's Nicole's &amp;amp; mine can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042453691063352354" style="CURSOR: hand; alt: " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/Rfpk6nwwPCI/AAAAAAAABOY/Sb-1qmAaU3E/s320/Vivo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Vivo after,and we saw this "Barbie love MAC" exhibition. The model looks freaking like a barbie doll ._. Scary. After,met up with Jobel Jerline and Rebecca. Went window shopping a bit and i need cash now now now now now ): Triple fuck. Btw the photos above are all taken from people's blogs. Cause my MSN not working i can't get people to send me stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then around 7 plus i left for The Cathay to meet Manfred&amp;Phylicia for the movie &lt;strong&gt;Stomp The Yard&lt;/strong&gt;. I swear,the leader of the Theta grp in the show is worth every bit of your $8.50!! Went to Siglap after that and slacked for awhile until 11.30 when we all went back. Then the rest of the night was terror. Tears,ljs,ccbs,fucks,knns,everything. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #b84848 1pt solid;font-size:130%;" &gt;Tag-backs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charles&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh ya how's your mp4 case now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veron&lt;/strong&gt;: Hello darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ian&lt;/strong&gt;: Hey there. I'm fine,thank you. You take care also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kay&lt;/strong&gt;: Me too am dying to know who the hell Ahpui is ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane&lt;/strong&gt;: Thank you you.Okay i will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XX&lt;/strong&gt;: Also can,we go DP &amp;amp; Mango next time hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahpui&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh so youre Tze Pui?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veron&lt;/strong&gt;: You'll have a hard time,really. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jobel&lt;/strong&gt;: Eh excuse me,i was allowed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahpui&lt;/strong&gt;: Basket,who are you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ronald&lt;/strong&gt;: Ronald Choo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leon&lt;/strong&gt;: Haha eh you also not legal right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aiite,I'm bounced. (HAHA)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-7999735109448427683?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/7999735109448427683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=7999735109448427683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/7999735109448427683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/7999735109448427683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/03/eh-first-things-first-okay-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RfpaSXwwO8I/AAAAAAAABNo/eWqFQYat9Wc/s72-c/IMG_0332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-1672095427757019585</id><published>2007-03-12T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T20:34:12.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When your lover leaves,&lt;br /&gt;You can cry out all the tears in your body,&lt;br /&gt;But he won't come back.&lt;br /&gt;He's gone forever,&lt;br /&gt;Taking with him your broken memories,&lt;br /&gt;Reduced to ashes,&lt;br /&gt;And leaving behind a soul,&lt;br /&gt;Alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So i guess this is true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's funny how we love each other and yet have so much unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;If we were given one more chance,will things still end up this way?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haha but I don't think we'll ever know,will we?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,hecticism(?) starts tmr. Packed everyday till Friday/Saturday now. &amp; I think i'll be leaving Sunday to finish up all my homework.You think i think who confirm?Nevermind not funny. Okay now i'm not even sure if i can stayover at the chalet but &lt;strong&gt;most probably&lt;/strong&gt; should be can ah. So Phylicia,please say awesome!Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041009954986671026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RfVD2HwwO7I/AAAAAAAABNg/e3eI20Ch9K4/s200/collen(.gif" border="0" /&gt; Damn i'm broke ah.Like really really broke.So sad right.And most importantly,how am i gna last till end of Holidays!?And yes,my CNY money left $0!! Ya go ahead and laugh.I need to curb my shopping addiction.I have like 10 jackets/sweaters/cardigan,almost 20belts,plenty of accessories,lots of tops,and pathetic amounts of shoes and bottoms. Ok good now i know what i need to buy. Crap and i was just talking about.. Nevermind ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr,I have lunch with Karen.Then i'll go home change all,then bfore meeting Abby&amp;amp;weiru at 6.30,i shall go back to Stege and ask if i can change stud alr which i hope i can.I hate this long thing that is obstructing my speech and hence my articulation is like so weird,and yah i can't say the word &lt;em&gt;articulation&lt;/em&gt; fluently. Stupidstupidstupid! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-1672095427757019585?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/1672095427757019585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=1672095427757019585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/1672095427757019585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/1672095427757019585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/03/when-your-lover-leaves-you-can-cry-out.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RfVD2HwwO7I/AAAAAAAABNg/e3eI20Ch9K4/s72-c/collen(.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-8088693154053187167</id><published>2007-03-11T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T21:43:14.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I never told you but it's all in your goodbyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040653017434569586" style="WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" height="145" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RfP_NnwwO3I/AAAAAAAABNA/VCg8yq66n5g/s200/Piercing3+copy.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040653026024504194" style="WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" height="139" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RfP_OHwwO4I/AAAAAAAABNI/utcNmkM78cU/s200/Piercing2+copy.jpg" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040653030319471506" style="WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" height="137" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RfP_OXwwO5I/AAAAAAAABNQ/-athqAxGPQE/s200/Piercing+copy.jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was max awesome good-girl day.Why? First up,i went for tuition at 10am!!Yes i didn't oversleep what an achievement!! Then after tuition,i went to church okay can!! After like how manymany months of not stepping in. Yah although i was a bit the sleepy throughout the service and smsed to keep myself awake since i slept at 2am,woke up at 3am,and then cause i was disturbed and couldn't sleep well until 8.15am when i woke up and adah adah adah went for tuition. Adah.. Yeh and i watched the guys play dota awhile after lunch. Wasn't in a good mood so went home! See?Good girl &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040657183552846754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RfQDAHwwO6I/AAAAAAAABNY/PVWN7X-oOoU/s200/collenD.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i'm in a rather cranky mood now. I am pissed off too,my piercing bled yesterday for a couple of minutes and today as well. Yes and parents haven't found out. I think i am too heaty thats why. Damn. Nevermind no link but this is my blog right? So i can spout nonsense yay good cool. Ugh ^%*$*&amp;%$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay cool now. Anyway my nephew(in above pictures) is damn freaking hilarious. He is so cute he drops the cute meter.Today i came home and started fooling around with him. I rode his tiny toddler car which i think is less than half my size and we even wrestled. &amp;amp; HE BIT ME!! Nevermind. Anyway he was like so super sweaty when he came and hug me omg. &amp; did i mention that he is such a big camwhore like me? &amp;amp; i think when he grows up he might be either a tech geek(he is so interested in my handphone) or a taxi driver since he loves his car so much that when i rode it he bit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit what a boring and dead post. I can't believe that you read until here. Haha okay chao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-8088693154053187167?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/8088693154053187167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=8088693154053187167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/8088693154053187167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/8088693154053187167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-never-told-you-but-its-all-in-your.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RfP_NnwwO3I/AAAAAAAABNA/VCg8yq66n5g/s72-c/Piercing3+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455082.post-8189856963379882072</id><published>2007-03-10T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T22:10:24.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello guess who's back back,back again again? Okay gay song nevermind. Hello i'm back! &amp; i've got a new piercing done! Yes okay i know there are people who are unhappy with me because of it. &amp; i guess my sorry won't help anymore since what's done's done as some of you have said. &amp; if someone busted me and tell the teachers or my parents i am as good as dead so you people better not busted me okay. ):  Anyway i'm finally able to eat solid food without wincing and groaning! Somebody shout yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay &amp; also,it's the long-awaited holidays and i am going to have fun after 10 weeks of school went by with almost tests and supplementary classes going on every other day. Although the holidays are only a miserable 1 week which in my opinion is not enough to recoup the 10 weeks of school but nevermind it's okay i shall be good and understand that it's the O'levels year yada yada yada preach preach preach preach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey i'd just change my blogskin like after almost a year or more probably. I made it myself :D Ya i am very proud cause it is the first skin i've made from scratch,let me emphasise,scratch. Haha ya okay. Btw abby i coped your h1 h2 code did you realise? Hahaha okay thank you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imee just called me. We have a barbeque with the usuals most probably this coming Tuesday night. Oh no. Clash with Phylicia's chalet. I hope i'm allowed to stayover at the chalet so at least i can have the best of both worlds and go to her chalet after the bbq. If not,damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya and to those who're concerned,thank you for the many messages,calls,msn chats and even emails from Kaylie Sim who is in UK! Haha. Xie xie ni men worxzx. K goodbye:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455082-8189856963379882072?l=gaspfor-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/feeds/8189856963379882072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455082&amp;postID=8189856963379882072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/8189856963379882072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455082/posts/default/8189856963379882072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-guess-whos-back-backback-again.html' title=''/><author><name>JasminEsther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09552438256737331634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
