<?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-5621645</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:51:08.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*~Calm waters from the Ocean~*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</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>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107621528756677752</id><published>2004-02-08T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T12:44:30.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no clue what happened to the blog..... i must have screwed up when i was playing with the template...... Oh hell..... Time to move........ http://www.dodgylife.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107621528756677752?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107621528756677752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107621528756677752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107621528756677752' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107562068917079882</id><published>2004-02-01T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T15:33:06.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with JQ last night cuz he has 2 more weeks before flying off to Tasmania, Australia to do his degree. He has changed quite abit I must say.... For the better that is. More tanned and definitely more buffed up. He had this really cool hip hop look to his frame too... oh yah, plus the funky bandana... heh Met him to pass him his gift I got from Edinburgh, show him my OIAP pics and also to just catch up on old times before he goes away. Reminising all the "strange" things we did when we were much younger... lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We first met at Marine parade area but after like 15mins we decided to go for a movie at Tampines mall. It's funny how decisive we r when it comes to impromptu ideas. Took a bus down to Tampines(This part was quite retarded cuz both of us(Both Singaporeans!!!) weren't too sure what bus to take but since the bus number looked familiar, we just took the chance and hopped on...lol) true enough, the bus went to where we wanted to go. The whole journey was quite entertaining cuz number 1, we were tryin to get a decent shot of us in his hp and number 2, we were both in the lame ass joke state. Got there at abt 8.40pm, caught the tix for the 9.30pm show "Stuck on you". It's quite a nice film. The ending wasn't what i expected it to be but it was sweet. Almost fell asleep near the end though... not becuz the show was boring but i guess i was alittle tired from the past few days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, he sent me home. Since the last train already left and takin a cab was ex due to midnight charges, we decided to walk to my place instead. Haha..... come to think of it why did we not think abt taking the bus?! Haha Oh right, becuz we kindda made some sorta pact a few yrs back that we would walk from simei to my place 1 day. But since Tampines is only 1 stop away, we walked anway.... Mission accomplished in 2 hrs. :) went through Bedok Reservior area and remembered our cross country days. Obviously i was always under the fun walk section gossiping with the other girls and then going for milo after that...... whereas he was always under the competitor's section... Obvious leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be wrong, but there was this feeling. Although a positive feeling, u kindda know that a kind of risk was involved in startin that action. A special feeling nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that we always know something when it's only too late?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you JQ! *hugs* Remember me when r u back for ya summer vacations yah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107562068917079882?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107562068917079882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107562068917079882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107562068917079882' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107547771021154299</id><published>2004-01-30T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T23:56:20.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Bugis with Andrew after sch today... yeah who would have thought i would have gone out with that crazy bugger.... lolx It's interesting how much u can learn abt a person when u actually sit down and do a 1 on 1 in depth chat(In this case, it was abit of an arguement but a peaceful one nonetheless... religion stuff) with the person. It's talks like these that i really enjoy. It's strange that somehow, he is not the same obnoxious(sorry if u r readin this but it's true...lolx In a cute way of cuz...If that helps) that i thought he was gonna be when i went out with him. should start doing this more often...... NO! Not go out with andrew!! *pengz* I mean get to know pple at a more in depth level.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107547771021154299?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107547771021154299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107547771021154299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107547771021154299' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107513308963543134</id><published>2004-01-27T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T00:06:21.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sweetie, no matter how many times we apologise to each other, sometimes we can't say anything but "it's ok" cuz what else is there to say? Sooner or later we r just gonna get so immuned to apologies that it will just be an expected routine. It has happened to me before. Pls dun make me go through it again with you. I'm not angry with you but it's just how i feel. This song reminds me of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruben Studdard Lyrics - Sorry 2004  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(I'm sorry)&lt;br /&gt;(I'm Sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I missed a shot,&lt;br /&gt;It's like I dropped the ball. &lt;br /&gt;(Damn I'm Sorry)&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm on stage, &lt;br /&gt;and I forgot the words. &lt;br /&gt;(Damn, I'm sorry)&lt;br /&gt;It's like building a new house, &lt;br /&gt;with no roof and no doors.&lt;br /&gt;(Damn, I'm sorry)&lt;br /&gt;It's like trying to propose, &lt;br /&gt;and I ain't got the ring. &lt;br /&gt;(Oooh damn I'm sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But girl I've apologized &lt;br /&gt;a million times before.&lt;br /&gt;(I'll apologize a million more)&lt;br /&gt;So here it comes again &lt;br /&gt;for all the wrong I've done. &lt;br /&gt;(so get ready babe)&lt;br /&gt;Here's One million one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Girl this is my sorry for, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;And I aint gonna mess up no more, this year.&lt;br /&gt;I'm 'a take this one chance,&lt;br /&gt;and make it real clear.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for May &lt;br /&gt;and I'm sorry for June (for real) &lt;br /&gt;and I'm sorry for July (i am) &lt;br /&gt;in case I dont tell you. &lt;br /&gt;August, September, October, November 'till your December. &lt;br /&gt;I'm Sorry. &lt;br /&gt;(I'm sorry 2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like stayin' out at night, &lt;br /&gt;had way too much to drink.&lt;br /&gt;(Damn, I'm sorry)&lt;br /&gt;It's like you change your hair,&lt;br /&gt;and I dont say a thing.&lt;br /&gt;(Damn I'm sorry)&lt;br /&gt;It's like we're fallin' fast asleep, &lt;br /&gt;with no kiss, and before we hit. &lt;br /&gt;(yeah I'm sorry)&lt;br /&gt;And It's like I forgot your gift,&lt;br /&gt;on 02 14 03. &lt;br /&gt;(Yea. So sorry!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But girl I've apologized &lt;br /&gt;a million times before.&lt;br /&gt;(I'll apologize a million more)&lt;br /&gt;So here it comes again &lt;br /&gt;for all the wrong I've done. &lt;br /&gt;(so get ready babe)&lt;br /&gt;Here's One million one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Girl this is my sorry for, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;And I aint gonna mess up no more, this year.&lt;br /&gt;I'm 'a take this one chance,&lt;br /&gt;(I'm 'a take my time)&lt;br /&gt;and make it real clear.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for May &lt;br /&gt;and I'm sorry for June (for real) &lt;br /&gt;and I'm sorry for July (i am) &lt;br /&gt;in case I dont tell you. &lt;br /&gt;August, September, October, November 'till your December. &lt;br /&gt;I'm Sorry. &lt;br /&gt;(I'm sorry 2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hook]&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the way that I did you&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the thought and how I hurt you girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry on the first day, sorry on the second day&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the things I did, Sorry for the things i said&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the lies&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the time&lt;br /&gt;That I didn't get you what you want, &lt;br /&gt;That I didn't get you what you like.&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to tell you that I'm sorry babe.&lt;br /&gt;(sorry, sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooooooooooohhhhhhh! [echo]&lt;br /&gt;Wooooooooh!&lt;br /&gt;All them strip clubs,&lt;br /&gt;all them hot tubs.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gone give them up,&lt;br /&gt;'cause I dont want to lose you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Girl this is my sorry for, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;And I aint gonna mess up no more, this year.&lt;br /&gt;I'm 'a take this one chance,&lt;br /&gt;and make it real clear.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for May &lt;br /&gt;and I'm sorry for June (for real) &lt;br /&gt;and I'm sorry for July (i am) &lt;br /&gt;in case I dont tell you. &lt;br /&gt;August, September, October, November 'till your December. &lt;br /&gt;I'm Sorry. &lt;br /&gt;(I'm sorry 2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Starts Fading]&lt;br /&gt;Girl this is my sorry for, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry 2004&lt;br /&gt;Girl this is my sorry for, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry 2004 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107513308963543134?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107513308963543134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107513308963543134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107513308963543134' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107503424839542167</id><published>2004-01-25T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T00:26:17.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Camp commander, Coolguy, OCS bastard, Kev, Genie, Quicksilver, Chwee Kueh, Dog box, Player, Bathdrunk, Marshmellow, Medina, Shetlander, Dr. Elf and 10pint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one else comes close - Backstreet boys&lt;br /&gt;Go to sleep bitch - Eminem&lt;br /&gt;Lost without you - Dreamtheatre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a Journal for me to do my writing.&lt;br /&gt;I need a Watch for me to remember times.&lt;br /&gt;I need a bracelet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please &lt;a href="http://www.ryannayr.blogspot.com"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt; if u wanna know what happened at Major Stupiak's place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107503424839542167?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107503424839542167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107503424839542167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107503424839542167' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107466893755941484</id><published>2004-01-21T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T15:10:24.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have been staring at this blog post for half an hr and i've deleted what i wanted to write 4 times. Dun wanna blog abt happy stuff cuz my life isn't that dandy and i'll just be kiddin myself and whoever's reading. Dun wanna blog abt angry/sad things cuz i'll be hurting someone else. Dun wanna blog abt my personal thoughts anymore cuz i think it's just not anyone else's business to know. I dun wanna blog no more.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As one gets older, life gets more complex and with that complexity comes a cloud of mistrust."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107466893755941484?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107466893755941484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107466893755941484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107466893755941484' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107459869137452762</id><published>2004-01-20T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T00:36:56.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So dumb! I cannot believe i cried during Staff and student day. Yeah i kindda got too carried away with my emotions and started to tear up while they were performing the song "No one else comes close". It's such a sweet sweet song... Aww... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the dentist later to continue with my root canal thingy.... hate the dentist! I think they r the creepiest and and scariest pple ever to be born on this earth. *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;********************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back from my dental appointment abt 2 hrs ago. Surprise suprise! It didn't hurt at all and i wasn't even anesthetised... Heh Did some washing of the root canal and did a couple of X-rays... Another 4 trips to the dentist and i'll be done. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sux! Won't be seeing Gab till prolly next week...  I only see him like once on average a week and mind u, we r both in Singapore and i've only been home 3 weeks now. It's not abt "something is better than nothing" attitute. I don't wanna meet him for an hr and then rush to leave after that. It doesn't make sense (At least to me it doesn't). Argh! I think i'm just a difficult, hard to please F***ed up gf with high expectations. Only time will tell how much of my nonsense he can take. I'm actually sorry for making his life a living hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...... I miss my Gab... *Leave me alone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the rate i'm going... i'll have alternate emotion blog entries everytime i write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107459869137452762?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107459869137452762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107459869137452762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107459869137452762' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107407887425257741</id><published>2004-01-14T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T19:15:54.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no idea why but my tounge kindda got twisted when i saw Gab yesterday(No pun intended!)... could not seem to speak properly initially... i seemed to be stuttering..... but it started to get better after awhile... Hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Chinatown during the Chinese New Year period for the 1st time with Gab, Cherie and Justin. Wanted to eat the famous Chinatown Chicken claypot rice but the shop was already closed so we settled for claypot rice from a not so famous place. No worries, it was still good! :) Told Gab that i wanted to see Chinatown chinatown.... ie what chinatown is really like during CNY, so we went for a walk. It wasn't as crowded as i thought it to be, prolly becuz it was a tuesday nite. But i had alot of fun... amidst all the pple shoving each other outta way, the festive spirit does get to u. All the red and gold and cheena words that i don't understand all just seem to go very well with the eyes. Who ever said red was the colour of anger?... lolx And all the roadside stalls with their various goodies. Pineapple tarts, kueh bang kek(the white coconut cookie that melts in the mouth), love letters, wafer twirls, bah gua, chicken gua? and all the funny floss such as candy, pork, fish and God knows what else... *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked past many stalls selling table runners and cushion covers and Gab bought for my family this 2 tone(gold and brown) chinese inspired table runner... Absolutely beautiful... complements my parent's peranakan styled dining room. Bought for myself 2 greenish cushion covers too. *GrinZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna give a shout out to my Gab that it was prolly one of the best dates we have ever had. Although i've been pissed by u countless times and have been gossiping abt u behind your back with the girls(Yes, i'm guilty...lolx) over many small trivial reasons, i guess i only realise until last night that i really love you... Aww..... The way u hold my hand, the way u look at me while waiting for me to settle my stuff especially when i have to search for my stupid phone or wallet from my gigantic bag...haha, the way u always say i'm nonsense/crazy/rubbish(which by the way i'm NOT!!!!...lolx), the way u always seem to text me 1st in the morning, the way u allow me to pinch your nose, the way u slide your arms ard me and look at me, the way u always have this "siam from Jas becuz i think she is gonna smack me" impromptu movement, the way u kiss me... sometimes so light that it kindda makes me crave for more, sometimes.... heheh U know. *GrinZ*, the way your face kindda twist up into "My gf's mental" expression when i speak martian and of cuz i just enjoy our conversations no matter how daft....lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's abit delayed but it's prolly more menaingful to say it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 5 months anniversary! *Hugs and Kisses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 5 mths i would say have been almost hellish... *wipes sweat*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107407887425257741?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107407887425257741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107407887425257741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107407887425257741' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107391553259471817</id><published>2004-01-12T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T21:53:30.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People i can depend on when i feel like shite........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definately my family although sometimes they just make me feel worst cuz they talk too much(Too much reasoning)... much more than the brain can handle... lolx But it's still alot of fun... I can nv get angry with them for long no matter what. I can so seriously hate myself for that sometimes but now that i'm becoming more mature, i'm taking it as a positive trait on my side. My mum was in my room the other day telling me really crude bar jokes... lolx I love the Cinderella one... those who want to hear it can get it from me or Hushie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear brother, Jeremy, who i can nv bring myself to beat the crap out of cuz he is just so darn forgivable and not to mention huge! Can be so seriously dead annoying especially when he wants to tell me something or show me something and i'm not paying attention cuz i'm doing something else more important. Gotta give him a distinction for being a persistent pest! hahahah why i like him is also he is so sweet to Cleo(Not his girlfriend but our cat!). Sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of cuz "The League".... Can always count on them for advice... yah, considering that there's 11 of us, i get lots! Not all always constructive but useful nonetheless. *Sniggers* We have been through alot too i guess... all the food, sick jokes and tears(I think i have cried the most for various reasons... I just thought abt it today). Can always count on them to turn my frowns into smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how everyone must be wondering... why hasn't she mention "boyfriends". Well... Im not sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107391553259471817?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107391553259471817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107391553259471817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107391553259471817' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107366204709299032</id><published>2004-01-09T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T23:28:42.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Proteomics and Hybridoma lecture was a "blast". Such a blast that made everyone wish that they were blasted along with it as well..... *not makin sense i know*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Hushie, LeRoy, Ryan and Ivy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop, Liberty supermarket down at Tanglin Mall. Got my Cous cous, sun dried tomatoes and basil leaves... hope my dinner on sunday goes well. *hopes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Crystal Jade's La Mian for dinner... tried the pork rib one.... not bad *yum*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to HMV to collect Hushie's dress. Saw a couple of pieces that i thought were really fab but unfortunately the price isn't on my side... heh Life of the poor. Wanted to get the Lemur CD but i could not find it at HMV... the guys made me play "catching" with them by going up and down the escalator... felt like such a retard but it was fun... not like i will do it again though... heh Then that stupid IIdddiiioooottt Leroy blast the music from the headphone so loud that u can prolly hear it from a mile away....lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang! Just lost my inspiration to type but the gist is that lah hor. Shite!!! there's a freaking lizard on the wall near me......... *runs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107366204709299032?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107366204709299032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107366204709299032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107366204709299032' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107340294779020976</id><published>2004-01-06T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T10:36:24.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ack! I wanna go back to Edinburgh!!! Can't stand the heat and suddenly it feels strange to be back in Singapore. The thing i missed most while away from singapore was only my family and now that i've seen them, i wanna go "home"!!! I miss everyone and everything back there.... *Whines*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days where gentlemen would open doors for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the day where the same gentlemen would let me into cabs 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days where people used to talk to u on trains and buses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days where i can see the same old people playing catch with their dogs in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days where people did not have to shove u ard to get what they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days where men dun google at u in this strange way just becuz u have slightly bigger breasts compared to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days of cheap drinks and clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days of dancing with tall, dark(sometimes blonde) handsome strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that has followed me back here in Singapore is a small part of the swearing culture. &lt;em&gt;Fucking hell!!!&lt;/em&gt; (Very popular.... *sticks out tongue*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shite..... my stomach is churning!!! Needa crap! *runs to the bathroom*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107340294779020976?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107340294779020976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107340294779020976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107340294779020976' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107320292774825738</id><published>2004-01-04T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T16:01:40.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2004 is finally here. It's nice to have a nice clean start. To beable to put things away and be given that 2nd chance to better yourself and of cuz, your life. To do things in a different manner and gain a different perspective on life. 2003 was a crazy yr for me but i learnt alot. Not gonna launch into a long dramatic story but i have found out alot of things abt myself n pple ard me. I guess i have picked up some tips along the way abt other pple that may not seem exactly as very important to them but is it to me. Cuz it shows the chacracter that u r. And becuz of all the goings on in 2003, i've grown closer to my family which is good. I've a very big supporter of New yr resolutions and i've kept to them no matter what for the past few yrs. This yr is no different. May the Lord guide me in the path i have choosen. It's not going to be easy but who ever said life was. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107320292774825738?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107320292774825738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107320292774825738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107320292774825738' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107280259575941320</id><published>2003-12-31T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T12:38:57.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Jan/20041174384693317226494.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey pple... just a note to say that im in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a bit of an e-mail i was readin..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever thought of something so much that it just hurts your head? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever felt like u can just sod someone in the head becuz they r so darn selfish but u can't do it for respectful reasons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever felt like bringing someone to the highest level of pleasure and just dumping them after u have achieved your goal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever had the urge to scream just when the person is abt to hit the white ball during a game of pool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever challenged yourself to how far u can go with the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever fell in love with 2 pple at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever fooled ard behind your partner's back and not feel guilty abt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever met up with the opposite sex just for a round of pleasure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever?? Something to think abt.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Everyone does it but nobody talks about it"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107280259575941320?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107280259575941320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107280259575941320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107280259575941320' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107183902338565757</id><published>2003-12-19T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T21:04:37.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last nite out before i leave. Went to KB for some drinks cuz some still people still had to go back to the lab to work, headed to "The Old Bell" after that for more drinks for the guys and for me to see Lindsay drunk one last time(Poor guy... his dog died.)... played "who can catch the most number of beer mats aslso known as coasters", headed to Esponaige (1 bar, 4 clubs, POWER!) cuz everyone wanted to shake some booty but ended up sitting down to chat... people got lost... tempers flared... long story but good one none the less, crashed at Liam's place till noon. In the lab now... packing my final stuff. Heading to London tonite, flying for paris tml. Flying back to london on Christmas eve. Flying home on the 27th of dec and will be home on the 28th!!!! Ciao pple... gotta go home, wash up and do some last min packing. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107183902338565757?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107183902338565757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107183902338565757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107183902338565757' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107176040277733243</id><published>2003-12-18T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T23:20:05.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My time in Edinburgh has ended. I don't seem to be enthusiatic abt leaving as i expected myself to be. Guess it's always like that. Just as when u r abt to like something, it's taken away from you. Thinking abt this always brings me back to Switzerland. Just as u see some nice scenery, u hit into a bloody tunnel. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many memories in just 4 mths. So many things i have discovered abt myself. Some i'm proud of, some better not talked abt. But i guess it's all a learning experience ain't it? Turning 20 soon. Time to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Liam's place for dinner last nite. Had pesto baked chicken toped with cheese and tomatoes and served with savoury cuscus(spell?). Absolutely divine! He made me a Christmas card. Talked to him quite abit as well. Discovered quite abit as well .... similar in some ways. Oh, showed me pics of he, Michael and Lindsay when they were kids and also their trip to Ibiza. Very batty! Liam is lookin better as he is aging and Linday is looking younger as he is aging. Michael to me looks the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness... deju vu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107176040277733243?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107176040277733243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107176040277733243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107176040277733243' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107151070809532382</id><published>2003-12-16T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T01:57:35.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spent the whole of Sunday at home... Sleeping! I slept from 1.30pm to 5.30pm and then again from 8pm all the way to the next moring. Woke up only at 9am and i was late for work cuz i normally would wake up at 8am... BUt woke does for start till 10am anyway so i'm safe... haah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a hangover isn't exactly the best feeling in the world. Had so much rum, beer and vodka that i almost thought that they had replaced water in this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to have a good weekend out since it was my last. Went to Lindsay and Liam for "help" on recommendations for good clubs.  Told me that they have no idea what they were gonna do and what's gonna happen but they were gonna go out and they were gonna make my last weekend memorable. So met them at Lindsay's place. Went over to this pub called "The Junction" where we did a couple of drinks. Headed off to Mike's(Not the Swiss guy!!) place to celebrate his flatmate's, Louise's 25th bday... At first it felt kindda odd to be the only girls(Sab was with me)... asian girls there cuz all the guys there were from Shetland but after 10mins... everything went well. Pple started to pour into the house. Liam and Lindsay said we sounded more american than english. Reason they said that was becuz we told them in Singapore we studied Queen's english. Had more drinks there before heading to this club called "The Citrus Club" at abt 11+pm. Had even more drinks there.... 1st club i've been too that literally everyone single person in there was drunk. It was mad crazy... Liam wanted to pay Lindsay's gf and her fren 1p to see them do a lesbian snog.... the bid went up to 20p apparently but it didn't happen... hahaha. Left the club when it closed which was abt 3am... everyone went back to Mike's place. Had some more drinks there.... did not sleep till 6am. Ally and Neil were like judges of 'Pop Idol' when Mike was trying to get some decent music on his X-box. Kept sayin "next!" even before 3 secs of the song was played... lolx Saw the freakiest thing ever! Mike put out his fag with his tongue!!! All of us thought he was crazy! Crashed at Mike's place till noon before getting a cab home. Sab left at 10am cuz she went to church.(Judging from how she looked in the morning, the fact she could go to church and that she laughed at me on the phone when she woke me up in the middle of the afternoon during my sleep, i doubt she was drunk.) But before that Neil and Louise got up and they were struggling to walk while still in their sleeping bags... one was this bright green colour and the other was black... it was very funny to see 2 men shimmy across the room looking like fish. Extremely crazy!! Nv laughed so much in my life. Nv expected my weekend to turn out like this but it was DA BOMB! *Sings Bon Jovi's One Wild Night*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All hail UK, The land of the drunk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107151070809532382?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107151070809532382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107151070809532382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107151070809532382' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107124656570381390</id><published>2003-12-13T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T00:34:08.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My fav Christmas tunes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Oh Holy night *Da Bomb*&lt;br /&gt;2. Frosty the Snowman&lt;br /&gt;3. Christmas Song - one that goes "Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, jackfrost nipping at your nose...." *U get the idea*&lt;br /&gt;4. Last Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..... suddenly i seem to only know 4 Christmas tunes.... *laughs* Guess they really must be my favourites for me to only remember them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107124656570381390?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107124656570381390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107124656570381390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107124656570381390' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107106183866618247</id><published>2003-12-10T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T21:12:34.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Missed blogging abt my 4th mth anniversary cuz i was so pissed. But i guess i wasn't the only one who was... anyway. Everything is cleared up already... Another 2 more weeks before i get to go home for a lot of lovin. *Smiles*&lt;br /&gt;Here r some pics from the last 2 weekends.... Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Dec/200312103706086067627568.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, before my nite out at Medina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Dec/200312106754573515357941.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the panic on my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Dec/200312101326477668011644.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark patch u see on the left is me clinging to the wall.... lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Dec/200312103553220917775386.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move away "Disney on Ice" cuz here comes "Jasmine on Ice"!! ... *truimph* Big thanx from skater guru, Sab who have been skating since she was 5 but managed to fall infront of the crowd anyway and injure her knee... *laughs* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Dec/200312104123876112026016.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edinburgh's new artilery unit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Dec/200312104032207841808887.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Manchester and Edinburgh unite as one.... in a box! *laughs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107106183866618247?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107106183866618247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107106183866618247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107106183866618247' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107089264963665016</id><published>2003-12-08T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T22:11:33.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somebody save me!!!! My fingers r frozen stiff!! The temperature is just sinking i tell yer!!! I think it must be abt -1000 degrees here(I'm exaggerating of cuz it's maybe abt 4 degrees here at the moment)... It's freaking cold!!! Woke up this morning and went out... everything was white... not covered in snow but rather covered in frost! Snow is not that cold.. trust me! Frost sux! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went ice skating on sat!!! It's an experience i tell u... i was clinging to the sides of the wall of the rink so much that u could just imagine me just being siamese twins with the wall. NO need to "long pia". I'm a born natural... haha It's damn freaking scary! It's so much worst than roller blading cuz the ice is so damn slippery. I simple refuse to let go of the sides of the wall to go to the middle of the rink unless someone was holding my hand... hahah Yes it was that bad for me and i fell 4 times!!!! Yes, 4 freaking times!!!! Faye was doing so much better than me and it was her 1st time too... *feels fo maluated*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After abit of shopping at the Royal Mile, headed home for dinner(This was when i burnt abit of my nd when i was taking the pizza ou t form the stupid oven). Decided to stay at home after that with Lyon, Faye and Zuoyi(Audrey came later) that nite... Wasn't prepared to pay £10 to go to a Jazz bar. Stayed home and watch this canto film on tv.. cool huh!! They actually show canto films here hor!! Was watching "In the mood for love" starring Tony Leung and Maggie Cheung. Honestly it was the slowest moving movie i've every watch.. wanted to fall asleep but couldn't cuz i needed to know the ending of the story which was terribly crappy... the entire film was sooooooo arty farty that we had to keep asking each other what the hell was going on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh i found a new way of drinking milk. 3/4 glassful semi skimmed milk and 1/4 glassful Tia Lusso... mix it together and phoowar!!! Fantastically diluted alcohol milky beverage! POWER! *Grinz* Shit bangers!! I'm turning into an alcoholic... haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107089264963665016?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107089264963665016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107089264963665016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107089264963665016' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-107028611856669717</id><published>2003-12-01T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T21:42:34.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Yippe* Another 2 weeks left before OIAP/IAP ends!!! *More Yippees*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a very good weekend in Edinburgh. Sabrina and i went to the Edinburgh's Capital Christmas festival on Sat.. Saw the outdoor skate rink(yeah, the pple here kindda turned the garden into a skate rink) and we also went to the Traditional German market where we were being tempted by all the waffles and sausages...lolx Saw lots of crystal decro and candle holders. Did abit of souveneir shopping throughout the day.. the only downfall was that the weather was really awful... it was raining the whole day and so pretty much gloomy. All the shops were packed with pple shopping ard also i guess prolly sheltering from the rain... brought her to have chinese buffet dinner at Saigon Saigon too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Lyon and gerard later and went home so the guys could have their dinner before Gerard, Sabrina  and i set off to Medina to have some good clubbing. Heh..... Ordered Vodka Apple... expected it to be coming in a bottle form, like u know the normal alco-pop thing but turned out that she made me a glass and the vodka being poured in was like free loh... i think my drink contained more vodka than apple juice... but i guess it's more worth it for me lah.... hahaha Met Sabrina's frens namely Aryan, Collin and Jamie... was dancing with Jamie most of the time... prolly becuz he wasn't as tall as the other 2... hahah *smooth* The way he put his hand on his tummy and just swerved his hips in a latino fashion was so incredibly sexy... *drools* Reached home at abt 4am.... yeah, we all walked home and gerard was complaining and regretting that he did not get some girl's number... hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8am the next day.. spoke to Gab for a very long while before heading out to the Edinburgh castle. Since it was St. Andrews day, the castle was open for free. :) I hanged ard till abt 1pm before heading off to meet kirsten for my 1st pony trekking experience in the Pentland Hills... it was damn cool!! And yeah, i can get my pony to trot man!! But learing all the instructions quite stressful... so many things to remember and the trainer was reminding me most of the time to becareful cuz i'm dealing with an animal and they can be highly unpredictable... so have to give and take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems strange but my blog today seems very child-like.... not me writin... Hmm........my inspiration to write has taken a vaction today i think... pardon my writin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-107028611856669717?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107028611856669717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/107028611856669717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107028611856669717' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106995178159396751</id><published>2003-11-28T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T01:21:33.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blardy hell...... nv been so pooped out in my life. Spent the whole day calculating and re-calculating all my work and making and re-making my substrate mixes and buffers. And trying to find ways to cover up my mistakes so that i won't waste enzymes *Have no brain cells left* And all these are done based on 1 stupid journal from Brussels loh. Have another equally stupid journal from Vanesveala(Spell?) to do tml. T.G.I.F.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hate calculation work!!! Just to find our how much aldolase(Units based on units per micro litre) to add to a 500 micro litre substrate mix so that i can get a final concentration of 0.9units per assay is blooming crap! And the best part is that the aldolase comes in powder form so i have to find out everything from scratch meaning i have to do all the weighing and diluting, etc..... GEK man!!!!!!! To top off all that, my sup just found out for me yesterday that the calculations of all Kd values for my inhibitor screening by fluoroscence was all wrong!!! Now have to re-do.... *sobs* Wah piangZ....... I spent 1 solid week doing that farking project leh... neow hyar(Spell? The word that neil always uses...)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a feeling that i'm gonna drown in assays next week..... *Somebody save this damsel in distress*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to destress..... need to play some no brainer games like "collapse" and "diamondmine"... *feels brain cells multiplying at the sound of the words "no brainer games"*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's a highlight. This is the first song to make me cry while i'm overseas...... Happened a few days ago i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Make Me Feel Brand New&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Babyface&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;I'll never find the words, my love&lt;br /&gt;To tell you how I feel, my love&lt;br /&gt;Mere words could not explain&lt;br /&gt;Precious love&lt;br /&gt;You held my life within your hands&lt;br /&gt;Created everything I am&lt;br /&gt;Taught me how to live again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you&lt;br /&gt;Cared when I needed a friend&lt;br /&gt;Believed in me thick and thin&lt;br /&gt;This song is for you&lt;br /&gt;Filled with gratitude and love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel brand new&lt;br /&gt;For God blessed me with you&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel brand new&lt;br /&gt;I sing this song 'cause you&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel brand new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I was insecure&lt;br /&gt;You built me up and made me sure&lt;br /&gt;You gave my pride back to me&lt;br /&gt;Precious friend&lt;br /&gt;With you I'll always have a friend&lt;br /&gt;You're someone who I can depend&lt;br /&gt;To walk a path that never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;My life has no meaning or rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Like notes to a song out of time&lt;br /&gt;How can I repay&lt;br /&gt;You for having faith in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106995178159396751?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106995178159396751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106995178159396751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106995178159396751' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106968118483788725</id><published>2003-11-24T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T21:40:14.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just 1 word.... Bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My desktop shows: &lt;br /&gt;Solid dark blue background.... boring scientist pple!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Book I'm reading:&lt;br /&gt;Some book by Ian Rankling(I can't even remember his name... have been reading that book for the past 2 mths whenever i'm in the bathroom... hahha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. On my mouse pad:&lt;br /&gt;Lab dun have mousepad... too poor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite board game: &lt;br /&gt;scrabble with the horti pple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Favorite magazine: &lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i like browsing National Geographic... *honest* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite smell: &lt;br /&gt;Truth women - Calvin Klein (On myself)&lt;br /&gt;Hugo Boss (On my bf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Least favorite smell:&lt;br /&gt;Yeast cultures!!!! *Wah PiangZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Worst feeling in the world: &lt;br /&gt;Being away from the people u really care about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Favorite sound:&lt;br /&gt;Sound of water running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. First thing I think of when I wake up in the morning: &lt;br /&gt;"$%^!!....... Its morning already?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Rings before I answer the phone:&lt;br /&gt;Quite immediate unless it's someone else's house or i'm very far away from the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Favorite color: &lt;br /&gt;Green!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do I like my name?:&lt;br /&gt;It's common but hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I was named after: &lt;br /&gt;One of my mum's prettier collegues.... hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Favorite food: &lt;br /&gt;Cheese!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do I drive fast?: &lt;br /&gt;I dun even drive..... well... not yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Chocolate or vanilla?: &lt;br /&gt;Choco freak coming yer way.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Worst disaster I fear: &lt;br /&gt;To be the only homo sapien left in whole wide world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Storms, cool or scary?: &lt;br /&gt;COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. My first car: &lt;br /&gt;Expecting it to be a Rolls Royce..... *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Dead or alive, I would like to meet: &lt;br /&gt;Lenny Kravitz cuz i think he is dead sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Zodiac sign: &lt;br /&gt;Pisces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Favorite drink: &lt;br /&gt;Milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Favorite vegetable: &lt;br /&gt;Lettuce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If I could have any job, it would be: &lt;br /&gt;A wedding planner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Hair, long or short: &lt;br /&gt;Semi-long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Times I've been in love: &lt;br /&gt;Stupid question &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Glass, half-empty or half-full: &lt;br /&gt;Glass.......... ahhahaha I WAS given 3 choices... *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do I type with my fingers over the right keys?&lt;br /&gt;yah but with loads of typos in the process...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Favorite movie: &lt;br /&gt;Emperor's New groove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What's under my bed?: &lt;br /&gt;The tiles of the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Lucky number: &lt;br /&gt;14031984&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Favorite sport to watch: &lt;br /&gt;Swimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. PC or Mac: &lt;br /&gt;MAC sux!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. On my nightstand: &lt;br /&gt;I think the men i choose r so FINE.....*so proud of myself*...... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Pillows on my bed: &lt;br /&gt;only 1 big fluffy one that i miss trememdously....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. In case of fire, I'll take: &lt;br /&gt;myself and my cat out of the house 1st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. I admire: &lt;br /&gt;My reflection..... heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Best thing ever invented: &lt;br /&gt;Mobile phones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Most influential person: &lt;br /&gt;Thomas Baumer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Favorite place(s): &lt;br /&gt;Bf's bedroom!!! Hahhaah....... nah..... nothing can beat home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Do I say my prayers?: &lt;br /&gt;occasionally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Minutes I spend in the shower: &lt;br /&gt;prolly 15mins tops unless i'm dirtier for reasons that i can't ans.... lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Most prized possession: &lt;br /&gt;My necklace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. My best asset: &lt;br /&gt;My boobs.... hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Jewellery I wear: &lt;br /&gt;my ear-rings... all 5 of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Coke or Pepsi: &lt;br /&gt;Coke.... it's easier to prononce mono-syllables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What I have for breakfast: &lt;br /&gt;For the past 3 months..... a bowl of sugar coated cornflakes with milk........ before that, a cuppa soya bean milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Favorite time of the year: &lt;br /&gt;Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. If I were a cartoon character, I would be: &lt;br /&gt;Freakazoid........ he gets all the fun and gets away with his stupidity.... hhehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51.Have you ever been in love? &lt;br /&gt;many times........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52.How do you know its love?&lt;br /&gt;When i pathetically start to store SMSes he sends that reads "Good morning." ..... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53.What makes you fall in love? &lt;br /&gt;When i can't enough of my other half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54.What if your girlfriend/boyfriend is a bad kisser?&lt;br /&gt;I'll dump him!!! *Kiddin* I ain't that mean an old fart.... Haven't had any problems yet............ *GrinZ*&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;55.What turns you on (at 1st sight)? &lt;br /&gt;Soulful eyes with long lashes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56.Are you the jealous type?&lt;br /&gt;Abit.... But i also believe 2 can play the same game. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57.Body or brains? &lt;br /&gt;Brains is a must have.... Body can be dealt with later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58.Do looks matter? &lt;br /&gt;To an extent, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59.What turns you off? &lt;br /&gt;Guys so think they r hella sexy and hot when they r not.... GRoss!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60.The perfect date? &lt;br /&gt;Hmm...... Sitting on a beach with him holdin me in his arms, resting his head on my shoulders just both of us watching the sunset with the sea breeze gently blowing while sipping champange in silence, enjoying the peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61.What do you have that will make a person fall for u?  &lt;br /&gt;A soft side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62.Do you still believe in courtship? &lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter... but sometimes for the fun of it, yes... hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63.Flowers or chocolates? &lt;br /&gt;If flowers were edible, i would have gone for that........ hhahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64.Kiss on the first date? &lt;br /&gt;Possible..... very possible.... la la la :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65.Sex on the first date? &lt;br /&gt;Hell no... no matter how cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66.What would you do if you find out that your girlfriend/ boyfriend is cheating on you?&lt;br /&gt;Dump him straightaway and go back into the dating scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67.Have you ever cheated on someone? &lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68.Fling or long term relationship? &lt;br /&gt;Depends on who i'm dealing with but i'm definately in a long term relationship now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69.What do you think of holding hands in public?&lt;br /&gt;Brave-act! Tells some pple to shove off or it tells pple u r sadly attached to someone else. hahaha But i'm not complaining..... heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70.What do you think of kissing in public? &lt;br /&gt;A peck is fun, a smooch is good, a long french-hands all over body erotic smack - Get a room!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71.What if your girlfriend/boyfriend is a smoker?&lt;br /&gt;I dun date smokers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72.Ever fell in love with a friend of the same sex?&lt;br /&gt;Pay me a million bucks if that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. What would a guy have to do to win your heart?&lt;br /&gt;He has to be spontaneous and honest with me and he has to be sensitive to people ard him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106968118483788725?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106968118483788725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106968118483788725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106968118483788725' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106943286217968671</id><published>2003-11-22T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T00:42:37.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To those who know the story, here r some visuals to my new toothy grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/200311211835811092928690.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/200311212706383425655029.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reckon it's noticeable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106943286217968671?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106943286217968671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106943286217968671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106943286217968671' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106924823668732581</id><published>2003-11-19T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T01:14:18.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size= 4&gt;&lt;b&gt;**Belfast - North Ireland**&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/200311193750258437846288.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastest Advertisment for "United Colours of Benetton"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/200311194932910404952163.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explicits from "The Crown Saloon" - Had &lt;strong&gt;REAL&lt;/strong&gt; Baileys Irish Cream there... Damn strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/200311193544026576689933.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hows a trip complete without a stupid pic of me. *Dummy pic*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/200311191607183762399860.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groupie at Troon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/200311193241911603745689.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherwin's fantasy to be a Highland coo????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/200311192301450785941466.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sufferers of Sea sickness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/200311191183179877384668.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs abit of fresh sea air from time to time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106924823668732581?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106924823668732581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106924823668732581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106924823668732581' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106908964659787351</id><published>2003-11-18T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T01:21:09.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like i've been slapped... slapped by reality. Had this talk with my collegues down at the pub the other day and somehow they kindda made me realise how evil i have been. *shame on me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not been able to sleep well the past few days becuz of it too.... *sigh* See what words can do to pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i mean i do have a point there. What's done cannot be undone right so no point crying over spilt milk. And whatever happens, it's my own doing and so there is no point regretting whatever that has happened. Hard to understand? Doubt it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should i be regretting whatever happened? It's not well.... entirely bad. This is in my opinion.... GOSH!! *GrinZ* At least i got the best apple from the basket... hahhaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106908964659787351?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106908964659787351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106908964659787351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106908964659787351' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106866119533319972</id><published>2003-11-13T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T02:19:52.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, i'm not feeling so "homesick" now... i Guess it's just one of those days that pple have or maybe becuz i think i'm PMS-ing... the tell tale signs of cravings for chocolates and milk and also meat r just calling out to me..... *Eat us Jsmine! C'mon and take a bite*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was preparing so much food for my dinner last nite due to my craving but of cuz i did not eat them all(i think the preparation wore me out).... prepared microwave Chicken tikka masala which i ate, ovened a beef and onion pie which i wanted to eat but decided later not to eat, had 2 digestive biscuits, a glass of milk, a bar of chocholate, some RitZ biscuits with dip, an apple and a glass of pineapple juice. I think i'm gonna be like Bridget Jones soon.... counting calories... hahah But nah... Jasmine cannot be bothered to do such a stupid thing like that... wasting my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching "Rules of Engagement" with my landlord last nite on telly. Some army movie starring Tommy Lee jones and Samuel L Jackson. I'm starting to realise that i might turn out to be a sucker for War crap.. there's just something abt these kindda films that make one feel so humanly strong.. i have no idea how to describe that feeling but it just does. Maybe Neil would understand.... I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, the best thing to do after work, is to eat and relax infront with the telly and just talk when it's needed to. I like my "relationship" with my landlord.... And we both watch the same kindda shows.... heheh and He finds suspense movies annoying too... just like me... Lack of patience i guess... lolx &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing something new in my project now... doing from fluoroscence thingy..... It's new and refreshing for me to be doing something different. Im still working ard a cuvette for heck that... hahhaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106866119533319972?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106866119533319972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106866119533319972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106866119533319972' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106846757182830933</id><published>2003-11-10T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T20:32:49.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once in my life&lt;br /&gt;I have someone who needs me&lt;br /&gt;Someone I've needed so long&lt;br /&gt;For once unafraid&lt;br /&gt;I can go where life leads me&lt;br /&gt;And somehow I know I'll be strong&lt;br /&gt;For once I can touch&lt;br /&gt;What my heart used to dream of&lt;br /&gt;Long before I knew&lt;br /&gt;Someone warm like you&lt;br /&gt;Could make my dream come true&lt;br /&gt;For once in my life&lt;br /&gt;I won't let sorrow hurt me&lt;br /&gt;Not like it's hurt me before&lt;br /&gt;For once I've got someone&lt;br /&gt;I know won't desert me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not alone anymore&lt;br /&gt;For once I can say&lt;br /&gt;This is mine, you can't take it&lt;br /&gt;As long as I've got love&lt;br /&gt;I know I can make it&lt;br /&gt;For once in my life&lt;br /&gt;I've got someone who needs me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can i explain my "lovesick" behavior... Hmm... Well, i talked to MY Gabbiee yesterday on the phone on our AH HEM(To all the pple our there who thought i wouldn't last a month! EAT THIS!!! *wicked*)....3rd month anniversary!!! *So happy* It was prolly one of the more interesting conversations i've had with him..... I have no idea why....lolx Woke up the poor boy while he was napping. Lemme describe Gab from what i know so far.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He loves me!! *GrinZ*&lt;br /&gt;2. He's scared of losing me!! *Sniggers*&lt;br /&gt;3. He wants me to come home soon... *Awwww*&lt;br /&gt;4. He is a protein/lean muscle freak...&lt;br /&gt;5. He goes crazy when on his electric guitar and is completely suave when on the piano.&lt;br /&gt;6. Has image phobia..... Heh.. This can be both and good and bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;7. Likes fried food.. ALOT!&lt;br /&gt;8. His best fren is Rex... heheh&lt;br /&gt;9. Mummy's boy&lt;br /&gt;10. Had pinchable hamster cheeks... *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;11. Can be as stubborn as me sometimes&lt;br /&gt;12. Tends to give in 1st becuz he knows i will never... ahahha&lt;br /&gt;13. Easily jealous for "various" reason... :P&lt;br /&gt;14. Definately hates veg!&lt;br /&gt;15. Has the cutest nose!! *wriggles*&lt;br /&gt;16. And also the warmest hands... hehe&lt;br /&gt;17. Speaks mandrin comparable to mine.... *Goes into hysterics*&lt;br /&gt;18. His lamest will be the death of me.&lt;br /&gt;19. Has a soft spot Chocolates especially white chocolate&lt;br /&gt;20. Not very romantic and has problems with displaying and wording affection... *HAHHA* I'm sorry but i guess the word here is erm... shy??&lt;br /&gt;21. I feel that he sometimes treat me like a "Man".. doesn't block me from the sun and all... Hmm.... I'm his equal?&lt;br /&gt;22. Man of his word.&lt;br /&gt;23. Love the soccer team that i extremely hate for erm... childish reasons..hahha&lt;br /&gt;24. Thinks i'm crazy sometimes&lt;br /&gt;25. Some vibe abt him that attracted me at 1st chat and sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. as they all say... if u like someone, U gotta like the whole package... *GrinZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106846757182830933?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106846757182830933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106846757182830933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106846757182830933' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106831146589564598</id><published>2003-11-09T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T01:11:03.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To my Darling boyfriend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 3rd month Anniversary!! *GrinZ* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keeping it on low profile for abit.... :) No big bouncing fonts....lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna let u know that I miss u a whole lot..... *hugs* but i guess u should already know that. But i'll be back soon... back to all your hugs, kisses and silly talk.... *giggles* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U the the best thing that has happened in my life so far and i'm sure there's more to come. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.... *Smiles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106831146589564598?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106831146589564598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106831146589564598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106831146589564598' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106813251445652329</id><published>2003-11-06T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T23:29:57.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have been feeling miserable lately... completely not focusing on my work... Whatever i pipette or add into my cuvette, if i don't write it down, i forget it 5mins later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's happening to me, but what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it true that life is always complicated? If so, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till Friday... To go out with my collegues, grab a drink and watch them get drunk at KB House...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best things in life r free.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need the weekend, need sleep, need time alone..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106813251445652329?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106813251445652329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106813251445652329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106813251445652329' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106805299436314034</id><published>2003-11-06T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T01:26:11.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;*Switzerland*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trip to Switzerland was amazing!!!! Will not describe it in words cuz it will just take too long.... But i'll describe it when i get back to Singapore. *Smiles* Here r some pics that Mike and i took using his D.cam while we were in the Italian part of Switzerland. Namely Lugarno and Gandria. As for the other pics... they were taken using a normal cam so we will just have to wait till i get back to SG... *Anticipation*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/20031155544927241973822.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me beside the Lake of Lugarno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/20031157761961281966821.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of Lake Lugarno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/20031151933913680491928.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a breather before heading off to Gandria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/20031155348634174973727.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike taking a breather before heading of to Gandria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/20031153014669251623545.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mike... I have no idea why he hates this pic... i like it...lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/20031151988213450930666.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the few markets in Lugarno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/20031154192603029618307.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the many snow capped mountains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/20031159409987802822789.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st Sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/20031153650464293921036.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My romantic dinner on board an Italian train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/20031156201606942933680.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the 2 of us, Mike and Me *Smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106805299436314034?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106805299436314034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106805299436314034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106805299436314034' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106743855414429649</id><published>2003-10-29T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T00:44:09.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me say that since &lt;br /&gt;Since we've been together &lt;br /&gt;Loving you forever &lt;br /&gt;Is all I need &lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one you come running to &lt;br /&gt;I'll never be untrue &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's, let's stay together &lt;br /&gt;Loving you whether, whether &lt;br /&gt;Times are good or bad, happy or sad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with you &lt;br /&gt;Whatever you want to do &lt;br /&gt;Is alright with me &lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so brand new &lt;br /&gt;I want to spend my whole life with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say that since &lt;br /&gt;Since we've been together &lt;br /&gt;Loving you forever &lt;br /&gt;Is all I need &lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one you come running to &lt;br /&gt;I'll never be untrue &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's, let's stay together &lt;br /&gt;Loving you whether, whether &lt;br /&gt;Times are good or bad, happy or sad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, oh tell me, why do people break up &lt;br /&gt;Turn around and make up &lt;br /&gt;I just came to see &lt;br /&gt;You'd never do that to me, would you baby? &lt;br /&gt;Cause being around you is all I see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So baby let's we all stay together &lt;br /&gt;Loving you whether, whether &lt;br /&gt;Times are good or bad, happy or sad &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww.... isn't that just the cutest song any girl can dedicate to her bf. I love u dearie!! *maucks* Everything i feel and wanna say at this very moment is in there. *Smiles* And I don't care if u don't like Tina Turner but this song is "Simply the Best"! *sniggers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just listening to the song when it hit me that im so in love with my bf....It inspired me to write a poem but i kindda go stuck after the 1st line or rather the 1st 2 words. It went something like "You are" and my brain went dead...lolx All the words were too corny... better stick to dedicating songs that other talented pple have written. But fret i will not, i will take this as a challenge(Note to self: I will compose a decent poem before i die). *Confident look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent last weekend in London. Hated it tremendously. I'm not gonna blog it out cuz this blog is only meant for "happy thoughts".... heh. Will stick up some pics once i can get my fat little fingers on some. Lolx....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*London*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These r the bits of London that i liked....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/20031155133996837601062.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Retard with fat fingers on typical London bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/20031157492171366567336.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Retards outside the Les Miserable Theatre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/20031155106504026082174.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The London Eye... just another dummy name for ferris wheel.... heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Nov/20031154315352940692255.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's suppose to be a good pic of Tower bridge in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing my Spectro now....... ARGH!!!! NO work is to be written on this blog!!! Happy thoughts!!! Happy thoughts!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106743855414429649?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106743855414429649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106743855414429649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106743855414429649' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106682605249198693</id><published>2003-10-22T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T20:37:24.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Inverness + Loch Ness&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/200310222676119586144816.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine with Scottish highland coo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/200310224931389953517429.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sneaked into the castle in the middle oh the nite so we could get in for free... heehee &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/200310226844078994371475.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us stealin water from the Loch... but before that they stole 2 bags of Falcon tubes from their lab.....Shhhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106682605249198693?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106682605249198693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106682605249198693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106682605249198693' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106640687904034642</id><published>2003-10-18T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T00:09:14.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope Gab doesn't kill me for putting his pic on my blog... lolx But that's not that main issue here anyway....The main thing is that he had another cute doggie!! Acky!!!  *Taa daa* Gold Labrador from Thailand. Apparently, it got excited and almost choked itself on it's own leash and so needs time to recouperate away from Yew Tee camp.... It's so not fair!!! I want a dog too.... I wanna Bulldog actually!!!! *whines* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/200310177526319415207074.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acky is the cute lil fella on the left&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of whining,Hehehe..... I think Gab can't stand it when i whine... say it makes his hair stand... hahaha Anyone care to 2nd that? *Giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106640687904034642?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106640687904034642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106640687904034642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106640687904034642' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106630181169039382</id><published>2003-10-16T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T18:56:51.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why blogger keep changing it's style ah... so bloody annoying. My brain can't switch that fast anymore. *Need to replenish brain cells*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i am sitting beside the spectro changing stuff every 5 and 3mins... AGAIN! Remembered when Dr. Phang or Teo said that there's a chance we will be married to our lab partners, well, my future Husband's name would be Jasco V-550. He is a darling thing. With a fair complexion and sturdy exterior and a dark and mysterious interior.. hahah He can measure my absorbance anytime. My goodness!!!!!!!!!! I'm hella LAME!!! *Smacks herself silly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Just had a weekend in Bath, England as u can see from the post. Most pple r prolly wondering why the Edinburgh girls and Ayr boys r not stinging on cash. Truth is, we freaking are!!! Just that the not nice part r best left not known to the world. HAve an image to upkeep u know... ahha Seriously now, we eat very little during the week. Our groceries r those "reduce to clear" sorts and most of the time we are eating expired stuff.. some knowing and dun care still eat and some without knowin and some we just add lots of ketchup to kill the sourish taste. *laughs*.. but hey, we r still fine!! :) and travelling is basically settled for cuz our dear Audrey arranged Britrail for all of us. Yup, can travel 4 times to and fro to wherever we want in the UK and that includes Ireland. And within that day of travel itself, u can travel as much as u want. And travelling in Scotland itself is relatively cheap. Like it only cost a quid to to up to Glasgow. Take abt an hr to get there anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning to wonder what will happen to me if i really go overseas to study. 3 solid years. Either i mug very hard and scrap through my papers or i mug very hard and fail... hahah Quite frankly i dunno. Am i going outta control? Dun think so lah. Considering that i think i'm only drinking on a weekly basis when i meet up with my collegues at the uni bar... not only limit myself to 1 bottle. It's not addictive but it's just one of those chill out things to do. I should start switching to something more normal like coke. Bottomline is that i still can think rationally and do my IAP well. Just came out with a new protocol to check it things r running ok... dun play play ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i learn alot from OIAP. One of them being i take no shit from anyone just becuz i'm asian. I'm an equal to whoever u r. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking fwd to my trip to Inverness this week. Finally going to see the "must see" thing in Scotland. The Loch Ness!!!!!!!!!!!! *jumps ard like mad idiot* heh.. being dodgy here.... lalala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106630181169039382?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106630181169039382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106630181169039382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106630181169039382' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106623984030528771</id><published>2003-10-16T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T01:59:42.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=6&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Bath*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/200310152595386705916481.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me acting silly.... Anyway WELCOME to Bath the Spa City.... *Taadaa*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/200310157965045826369016.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought it was very stupid to take a pic of me and a tree by myself so roped those 2 in...lolx I'm totally in love with the tree..... the yellow is just soooooo erm.... &lt;font size="4" font color="yellow"&gt;yellow&lt;/font&gt;!! *laughs* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/200310152170895781149225.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escargot.... This was my appetizer for dinner at this French place called "Pinch of Salt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/200310155049793816725226.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red roasted Partridge with baby vegetables and mushroom sauce... My main course. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/200310154648083718717332.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us... outside the Abbey... just a fancy name for church.....lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/200310154666029704504796.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us.....Chillin out at Delfter Krug...It's a club in Bath. And im not drunk!!!! *GrinZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/200310153109762869350874.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 1st home.... Outside some supermarket. *Cringes at the thought*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/200310159043306171777723.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st home too cold so this is our 2nd home... some carpark staircase!! *Cannot even cringe at the thought* This is just 1 of the nicer pics taken.... ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/200310156309790512190348.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was how the Romans used to bath back then in the Roman Baths.... Damn those Romans!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/200310154948867726977335.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans not allowed to go into algae infested spa water.. so just take pic ard the spa area... heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106623984030528771?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106623984030528771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106623984030528771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106623984030528771' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106571783785310373</id><published>2003-10-10T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-10T00:54:44.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/20031098047445841030068.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping makes everyone happy eh...lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah went to Glasgow to shop last weekend... Nothing much to say abt shopping i guess but we found this place called TK Maxx and everything in there is bloody cheap and not to mention sickeningly "luan." Grrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ok lah... lots of stuff from Ralph Lauren, FCUK and Tommy Hillfiger... Guess it old stock or abit rejested stock that's why can sell so cheap... But it's a great place to shop. See the Nike Sweater i have on.. got it for only S$60... Cheap! Considering the material is thick and very soft and nice... heheh besides, i needed something with a hood to shelter me from the rain and pockets in the front so i can stuff my hands in to keep them toasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyon got this bright red wind cum rain breaker from Mambo at the same place for abt £50 which in our opinion is not too bad also lah... it's nice! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, before i forget... *Big silly ass grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="alternate"&gt;&lt;font size=4 font color=#CCFFCC&gt; Happy 2nd month Anniversary, Love!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106571783785310373?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106571783785310373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106571783785310373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106571783785310373' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106510497061965243</id><published>2003-10-02T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T22:30:08.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dunno to be happy or sad.... Been here for almost a month now. Time is passing very fast. Another 11 more weeks and i'll be home. So many things to do, so many things to see but so little time. Yah yah.. my weekends r spent going on "holiday" to the many different part of Scotland and soon to be UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing my darling bf so much... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing my family so much.. but somehow i doubt i'll ever miss all their nagging and stopping me from hanging out late and stuff.. la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard that my grandma's got bone cancer. Not getting much news abt it though. Guess my mum dun want me to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing good food... think i'll be more appreciative of Singapore food when i get back no matter how sucky it is.surely can't be as bad as the food here.... sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was just thinking.. in a relationship, is it good to be honest? Is being too honest healthy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106510497061965243?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106510497061965243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106510497061965243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106510497061965243' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106502404291330678</id><published>2003-10-01T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T00:06:29.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehehe... Some pics from last weekend in Edinburgh. Jamie and Sherwin came down to join us as u can see. *GrinZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/20031014449326093325001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Royal Museum of Scotland... quite a cool place.. much better than S'pore's Museum... lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/20031015684349423797872.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be Punkstas in a Museum... *Yo Yo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/20031017642250172331009.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunch of poseurs! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/20031018338789656447012.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way up to Calton Hill (see the background!!) to see some monument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/20031015123450801238743.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the monument!!!! *TAA DAA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/20031017580577667664539.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out just how big it is.... By the way, that's Lyon and Jamie in the pic... *lolx*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/20031012021957835381850.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice pic of monument and Lyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/20031017513883713734002.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help!! Having problems coming down from the monument!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/20031017281335347152126.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are all dead tired from all the photo taking against the backdrop of Old Town Edinburgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/20031016740433469592316.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of taking pics but not too tired to pub... *GrinZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/20031018654235868532444.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Oct/20031018143606915840004.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the penguins involved in the Penguin parade at the edinburgh Zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106502404291330678?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106502404291330678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106502404291330678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106502404291330678' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106483649438635231</id><published>2003-09-29T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T20:42:17.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh... so much for being allergic to alcohol... lalala..... Guess what, I'M NOT!!! *evil grinz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to this Pub called &lt;a href="http://www.frankenstein-pub.co.uk"&gt;Pub Frankenstein &lt;/a&gt; .... Damn cool!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank Miller to kill the taste of the white wine, the stupid white wine and 2 cocktails. "The Shelley" and "Excitabull". *Yum*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rapped and danced with this ang moh fella.... super funny... Audrey and co thought i was drunk and mad...lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie got picked up by some bi-sexual...lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bi-sexual tried to be funny with Audrey n me... *grossed out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised i know alot of funny old songs that apparently are quite hip..lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106483649438635231?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106483649438635231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106483649438635231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106483649438635231' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106459677109126108</id><published>2003-09-27T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T01:21:06.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh.... I'm missing everyone like crazy now!!!  *whines*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st to my one and only Gab(hehe... so corny), It's been 3 weeks since we last met, hugged, talked face to face, etc.... :( Another 12 weeks dear, another 12 weeks. Hopefully it passes faster than it is now... *sigh* Love ya lots... *hugs and kisses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hushie: I wanna go shopping!!!! Argh!!! I miss u girl. Miss all the funny weekend updates we use to give on the phone.. all my "funny" encounters in different situations....lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherie: Hope u and Justin are getting along fine. :) Will go clubbing with u when i get back ok. Cheekys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen: Can u pls send your darkness away.. we need more daylight here!! lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: Good to know that your Green house isn't safe.. with all the mice and soon to appear snakes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc: Hope u finally got your pics to be up on the website and pls listen to mummy melody ok. dun be a notti boy..lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leroy: I'll try to get u a french maid wearing nothing but a baguette...lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan and Neil: Come here and veiw the nite skies with the astro maties!!! Fastastic stuff!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: Pls take care of your health. Heard abt your MC stuff from Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah: Meeting "her" this week leh... *sniggers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewan: Ewan MCgregor is Scottish!!! *surprised*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ling: Should i still buy Cosmo from here since it's coming back to SG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel: I like your clothes.... i want your wardrope!!! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JQ: Keep your poems coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reb: This seems like a strange coment, but how are u? Haven't heard from u in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam: Wanna go speeding with the gang in Y.J's car when i get back? *GrinZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim: Hope NS is treating u good in there.... very unlikely i know but still wishing u well... just in case...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106459677109126108?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106459677109126108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106459677109126108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106459677109126108' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106439177628915770</id><published>2003-09-24T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T16:26:29.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Sep/20039248147039934867060.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm No Catholic but i so wanna get married in St. Andrew's Cathedral in Glasgow!! *Winks* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Sep/20039246177824300938214.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is some stream cum river cum loch in Aye... so pretty!! It's almost like a fairy tale. *Dreamy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Sep/20039246217154428454341.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... This is Lyon and myself wastin camera memory space. *Laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106439177628915770?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106439177628915770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106439177628915770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106439177628915770' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106398665664819685</id><published>2003-09-19T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T16:31:33.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Sep/20039246452442215526407.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The League *Laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Sep/20039197779693154392157.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3F02 classmates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Sep/20039192804400682952888.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very drepressing looking London, Heathrow Airport... looks like a bomb shelter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Sep/20039198988784870144847.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very pretty and very real floral clock in Edinburgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Sep/20039194408231013089533.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the background, that's Holyrood Park in Edinburgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Sep/20039195408115958858731.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are halfway up the park to Arthur's seat.. yup, the place where King Arthur used to sit. Took us 2.5 hrs to get up there ok!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106398665664819685?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106398665664819685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106398665664819685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106398665664819685' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106372781020696125</id><published>2003-09-16T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T23:56:49.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>very lazy to blog leh since i'm here in Edinburgh. I've been typing so much through e-mails that to type blog abit "xiong" now...lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope everyone's doing fine and i just wanna let u pple know that i miss u guys heaps!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106372781020696125?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106372781020696125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106372781020696125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106372781020696125' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106311513590332371</id><published>2003-09-09T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T22:01:18.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As promised.I have finally got my hands a PC!!! *jumps ard* Everything's fine at the moment. hehehe and Yeah the plane did not crash and nobody bombed Heathrow airport..lolx *phew* Weather's pretty cold. People are mostly old. Life here is pretty slow too..lolx Unpacked all my stuff already and even went grocery shopping. Super EX!!! But grapes and peaches are cheap. Potato chips packs are gigantic!!!! *yipee* I'm homesick but it's natural right? Have been crying abit too actually *honesty sux!* I miss all u guys alot. In the lab now doing some LB medium preparations. Waiting for medium to be autoclaved. *sigh* That's why i can chat abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe i am missing home. Thought everything would be fine but turns out otherwise. I'm not unhappy or anything but i guess i need time to get used to the idea that im almost cut off from the outside world of normal friends and stuff. Not helping that my roommate is erm... abit... well, lets just say that we have to compromise ALOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Evonne darling.. I've got the lastest COSMO(£2.80) and Company(£1.80)!!!! *sticks out tongue* Heheh... Dun worry, will bring them back for ya. *Hugs* And oct, nov and dec's as well!!! *lolx*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 1 mth anniversary Gabbie dear!! We may not be together physically but just wanna let u know that i'm thinking abt u all the time. I'm just so in love with you. *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh darn... gotta go now..... cheerio :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106311513590332371?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106311513590332371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106311513590332371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106311513590332371' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106280371310331751</id><published>2003-09-06T07:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T07:15:13.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey to all... it's7.08am now. Abt to leave the house soon. Feeling excited now actually but yet sad at the same time. Thanx to all who were at the airport to see me off. Really appreciate it a while lot. *hugs to all*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanx to Gab for spending the nite with me. *smiles* Leaving is so hard...... i'll take care of myself dun worry. Please don't cry anymore cuz it will make me cry too. *hugs and kisses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will leave a blog once i can get my hands on a PC in Edinburgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back in back!!! *GrinZ*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106280371310331751?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106280371310331751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106280371310331751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106280371310331751' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106273390744534851</id><published>2003-09-05T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T11:51:47.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met up with the Pri sch mates yeasterday for coffee.... Thanx Y.J for the cuppa. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot believe it man. Did not realise how many of my pri mates have car licenses already!! Chen Feng brought all 5 of us to East Coast for a spin in his BenZ...whoah.. I have to say this.... FUCKING COOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *laughs* Promised to bring me for some major high speed action when i'm back. The fastest he's reached was 200km/hr. I'm a sucker for speed! Should have seen the way he was driving yesterday. Everyone in the back seat was being majorly thrown all over the place and when he turns, everyone's stomach turned too...lolx I dunno lah... was feeling pure ecstasy!!! *high*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YongJie has a car too and it's some majorly modified "ah-beng" car. Heard from Sam and Ann that he is a hell driver. Just found out that there are races(Macham 2 fast 2 furious like that) happening at orchard and lim chu kang on certain nites too. Another promise of a speedy spin coming up...lolx &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking the front seat next time!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had alot of fun yesterday. Did alot of reminising. AMAZING!! Did not know we could remember so many things that happened way back in pri sch. How we tried to scare our chinese teacher with a stink bomb but that plan backfired!! And how this silly ass boy stuffed liquid paper balls up his nose and had to go to hospital cuz they got stuck in his nose.....lolx Alot more lah..... But gotta go now..... Last minute things to settle. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106273390744534851?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106273390744534851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106273390744534851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106273390744534851' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106264319242245960</id><published>2003-09-04T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T10:41:23.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams r finally over!! Like Zhang Ziyi's famous punchline, this is mine. "Exam was a killer." *funky china accent* Honestly, this is one of the few times that i feel quite helpless even though i've studied... CRAZY lah! *sigh* But hpoefully all goes well........ Moving on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got this from an email:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do Love God.&lt;br /&gt;HE is my source of existence and Savior.&lt;br /&gt;He keeps me functioning each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;Without Him, I will be nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Without Him, I am nothing.&lt;br /&gt;But, with Christ, He strengthens me. (Phil 4:13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why but i kindda teared while reading that. Think this will be my fav verse from this time forth.... *smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 21st Birthday Joanna!!!! Went down to her chalet in style last nite. *GrinZ* Rode on Rashid's bike from sch all the way to east coast. I have to admit a "Chopper" is a very comfty bike to ride on. :) It was damn cool! Found out that u won't fall off the bike if u don't hold on to the person in front of you anyway... lolx Food was ok but the time spent there was priceless. Realised that Neil is quite strong and erm..... agile *raises an eyebrow* after witnessing the countless of failed attempts by our 5 big strong men who tried all sorts of stragedies to try "deflower" Neil. *laughs* Amazing how desperate 1 can get when cornered. Neil held a plastic cup hostage then he threatened the guys with a small lock and his very own IgA!!! And it did not help that Neil keep looking down from the 2nd floor and Eugene kept persuading him not to do anything stupid. So it seemed like he was abt to kill himself. Seriously it was so drama. Only thing missing was popcorn. Apart from that, we played "Heart attack". Crazy!!! Cards were flying everywhere and everyone was just screaming..... a few cards even went missing quite a few times. Damn funny! Once i was arranging my cards and it accidentally flew abit and everyone thought i "heart attacked". Suddenly, just like the big bang, there was alot of screaming and this mad frenzy of hands being thrown to the middle. And then came the anxious faces peering at me expecting me to smack their poor little hands. I was abit stunned cuz i did not know what was going on cuz i thought someone else "heart attacked". Everything then ended with hysterical laughter. Conclusion: To have 100% fun in playing games, part 1 is to know how to play the game and part 2 is just to make noise and lots of it...lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling kindda excited now that i'm leaving. Yes yes, the fear is somewhat gone. Feel as though what i wanna do here has already been completed and new doors r opened for me to venture into. Mum's more kan chiong than me. She even took 3 days off to help me with my stuff. Or rather she did everything for me...lolx My luggage looks like i'm packed for a famine at some Artic region more than anything else. Keeps telling me what to eat there, how to behave and how to dress, etc. So that i won't spoil my family's good name. *rolls her eyes* I know it's like a parent thing but it's starting to get abit naggy......lolx She is baking cookies for my trip now. Chocolate chip cookies to be exact. *Yum*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting the "league" now......lolx  Later....  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106264319242245960?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106264319242245960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106264319242245960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106264319242245960' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106232976615817866</id><published>2003-08-31T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T19:36:06.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I promised u a poem and i have kept it. Sorry if&lt;br /&gt;its alittle short, i tried my very best but still this&lt;br /&gt;is all i got, must be writters block or somthing like&lt;br /&gt;that hope u like it and heres wishing u all the best&lt;br /&gt;on yur trip hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon's round tonight,&lt;br /&gt;wonder if you're sleeping right.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you worry sleep tight,&lt;br /&gt;let the moonlight guide your flight.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you worry go to bed,&lt;br /&gt;dream of being home instead.&lt;br /&gt;Though distance might keep us apart,&lt;br /&gt;I swear your spirit will never leave my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Guided by the moonlight,&lt;br /&gt;through the star filled night.&lt;br /&gt;I'll make a wish,&lt;br /&gt;I'll make it true,&lt;br /&gt;I'll say it just for you. &lt;br /&gt;Far in distance near at heart,&lt;br /&gt;you'll always be the angel of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   Wif lots of love:&lt;br /&gt;JQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Rememeber to take lots of pictures ok call mi when&lt;br /&gt;    you're back (hope i will still be in singapore by&lt;br /&gt;    then ;p) God bless and God's speed  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106232976615817866?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106232976615817866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106232976615817866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106232976615817866' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106212167927449926</id><published>2003-08-29T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T09:47:59.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"It's only if when u hit rock bottom wih your partner and in spite of that still rise to success that u know that the person is worth it" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got that phrase from Sri last nite. I have to admit that talking to him can somewhat be an eye opener. I don't want my eyes to be pried opened but it's life i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also heard a piece of shocking news last nite. Getting mixed feelings abt it. I'm not sure if upset, shocked, jealous, etc... No i dun like him anymore but only as a friend. But why HER?!?!? *shakes head* I really dunno what to say... Nv saw it coming. Another definition of surprises is also rude shock. Time for my eyes to be pried open *ouch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Thanx Hushie for being such a great friend. *hugs* Sometimes i fail to see the other side of things....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106212167927449926?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106212167927449926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106212167927449926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106212167927449926' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106197730843871597</id><published>2003-08-27T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T18:57:29.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A poem J.Q created for me(and his cousin) before my departure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ocean-moon.blogspot.com"&gt;Check it out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: "I love u but maybe not to death maybe till semi-concious...wahahahahahahaha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106197730843871597?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106197730843871597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106197730843871597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106197730843871597' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106174103151757371</id><published>2003-08-25T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T00:08:15.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know many people and yes including myself have taken chances quite a fair bit. Sometimes after knowin the possibility of getting caught in a situation, we tend to weigh it and based on our gut feeling which has to be positive, go along with it. Of cuz when it's negative, we hestitate. But we still sometimes we go ahead with the bad hoping not to get caught. Of cuz most of the time, somehow or rather we always do when our gut feeling sways to the negative.  U know the kindda experience whereby u know something bad is gonna happen and still did it anyway just to "try your luck"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Audrey called me just now at abt 10pm and told me something that i seriously did not need to hear right now. She told me that there were rumors going ard on the news that there might be a terrorist bomb attack at Heathrow International Airport within the next 2 mths. Why does this matter to me? Becuz i'm gonna be landing there 2 weeks from now before getting another flight from there to get to Scotland. As this i already have mixed feelings abt leaving. It sure does not help to think that i might not even be back home alive. Funny thing was, just this afternoon, when i was out with my family, told my mum i wanted to buy film and take pictures of everyone here before i leave so that i can "carry" them along with me just in case i miss home too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a sign? I dunno but I do know that i have nv cared much for bomb attacks. Even when they said that Singapore might be a hot spot. And i was not even scared when i went to Bintan for a short getaway with my family like right after the Bali bombings. So,why feel like that now? The feeling's just all not right. There's this fear in me right now. Gut feeling not in the right place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told my parents abt it and they were abit stunned at first but said that if it's too dangerous, the sch will do something abt it so it's nothing much to worry abt. Told Gab abt it and he said that he will pray for me and also not to worry and that everything will be fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottomline is that I want to be home to hug my loved ones. I want to be home to usher in the new yr. Last but not least, i just want to be home in 1 piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think i'm suffering from pre-flight jitters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106174103151757371?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106174103151757371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106174103151757371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106174103151757371' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106165058829090220</id><published>2003-08-23T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T00:12:48.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back from Gab's place. Spent a lazy sat with him. Watched Harry Potter Chamber of Secrets and had my 1st dinner with his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... Nothing much to say now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: Heh.... feeling better now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106165058829090220?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106165058829090220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106165058829090220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106165058829090220' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106157044712879178</id><published>2003-08-23T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T01:01:23.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did abit of thinking while going on my retail therapy solo(Bought 4 hair rubber bands and 2 halter tops..lolx) today. Just realised that i'll be leaving for Scotland in 2 weeks. Having mixed feelings abt the trip. Happy that i'm going and sad that i'll be leaving Singapore for 4 mths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop thinking abt what Gerald told me on the phone last nite before he left. He applied for a 2-3 yr attachment to some foreign country for his Army. He said that leaving Singapore now is not a problem anymore since there is nothing to hold on to. Guess i know what he means now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt that i will miss my family, friends and food here in Singapore when i'm abroad, I think the major reason for the mixed feelings is prolly due to Gab. I will definately miss him most... *Sigh* Mum says that this is gonna be a major test. For me, if i can survive overseas. For my family, if they can trust me overseas by myself and for him, to see if it can possibly last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to be that i always looked forward to the future. My future was suppose to be the perfect one with no hurt, no heartache, no yelling and no tears. But starting to learn from life that there's no such world. Sieze the day for future plans tend to lead to disappointments. All one can do is one's best and Hope. *In need of comfort*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling is understandable right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright... busy 2 weeks ahead. Exams to study for. Contact list to update. Appointments to clear. Auto-roam to activate. Dates to settle. Luggage to pack. Last-minute things to buy. And last but not least, people to miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106157044712879178?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106157044712879178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106157044712879178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106157044712879178' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106148117025830017</id><published>2003-08-21T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T23:52:50.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was wrong... Gerald did call. He just did. *smiles* At least now i know he doesn't hate me. He nv did. Misunderstanding cleared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106148117025830017?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106148117025830017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106148117025830017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106148117025830017' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106142783732238338</id><published>2003-08-21T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T09:06:00.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Messaged Gerald last night to ask him to take good care of himself. No reply. I really did this time, didn't i? *Sarcastic claps* To think that i was soft hearted enough to actually consider meeting him for 1 last time at the airport today before he leaves for Taiwan to train for a month. Asked a few good friends if i should do that. Got negative responses. Gonna listen to them and not give him false hope. I dunno what i would have accomplished if i had gone ahead and done it. Guess it would make me feel better??? I dunno... Maybe its becuz i've nv had an ex who would actually not talk to me and possibly hate me after a break up. There's always a 1st time...Heh I know he won't die over there lah but guess i did not want him to suffer more then how he is already suffering now. But it's too late, isn't it? I should have thought abt the consequences before i went into that relationship in the 1st place. Oh well.... I've moved on already. Learn from the past and not yearn from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine, Jasmine, Jasmine... Welcome to the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Falling in Love means risking getting hurt" - Good Bye, Gerald.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106142783732238338?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106142783732238338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106142783732238338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106142783732238338' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106137615440737339</id><published>2003-08-20T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-20T18:44:48.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The IL prac today *sighs and thinks of a devious way on how to set the whole sch on fire so that the papers will all get burnt* ... whahahahah..... CANNOT MAKE IT LAH!!!!! *wails*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... Now i know it's not right to assume. Not like i nv knew it wasn't right but i guess it means more to me now since i have a bf...lolx It's not right to just think that just becuz i think something's ok, he will think it's ok too. HA! Learnt that from my guy mates today. Namely: Leroy, Ryan, Daniel, Ewan and Marc. No fair that Gab has so many guys to back him up. WHERE'S ALL THE GIRL POWER WHEN U NEED IT!!!!!!!!?????? *Cross*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why were we talking abt this? Becuz ME, yes silly lil MOTIVE-LESS Jasmine wanted to go to Changi Village to settle her craving for Nasi Lemak which for the record, DID NOT EAT! Anyway, yeah, since Cherie was going for Justin's chalet thing, i decided to tag along since changi village so nearby. Obviously Cherie wanted to pop by the chalet first to look for Justin. And somehow after getting to the chalet, we nv did get back out!!! Ok lah.. Will be lying if i said that among 80 guys (Stats given by Justin) there are no eye-candies. But i did not even speak to a single guy there hor!!! *Triumph look* why do i have to explain myself? Cuz the guys ard me (names mentioned abv) think i'm the female version of a buaya and the only reason why i went there was becuz i was in flirt mode, which i wasn't!!!! ....lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left early cuz i had to meet slightly-pissed-off-but pretending-to-act-everything-is-under-control-and-not-to-mention-kindda-very- insecure Gab. *laughs* Guess i kindda took Gab feelings for granted (Sorry Gabbie... *Smiles weakly*) for a moment of erm... gluttony? I guess this can be interpretted 2 ways but i seriously wanted to eat Nasi lemak!!! *innocent*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Gab at Eunos mrt. He walked me home. Talked abit, comforted abit and made a few agreements (Yes, even at this age, we still do that tiny finger locking action and say "promise"... *giggles*). Guess i made it up to u didn't i, Gab? *beams* NV thought that the Men-hating-must-always-have-her-way-and-must-nv-give-in-to-guys-no-matter-what Jasmine of 13 is capable of making agreements at age 19. I've grown up and grown weak!? *shocked* ..... lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more army men (I think it applys to all as long as u own a penis!..lolx) oogling. No more talking to frenchies. No more talking to Pervs, No more horsin ard, etc *sigh* Being attached is sooooooo HARD!! *Laughs* Oh well, pple say "win some and lose some" for me i think it's "Lose some and win alot"...lolx &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where the learning process of being in a relationship kicks in i guess. Sacrifice? Is that the key word here? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106137615440737339?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106137615440737339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106137615440737339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106137615440737339' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106110946566394021</id><published>2003-08-17T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T17:12:56.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Note: The sentences in this &lt;font color="#66CCFF"&gt;colour&lt;/font&gt; were written by Jasmine after Gab wrote her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...i bet this is the most unique and original thing anyone has done... write a blog for someone else! Or rather, get someone else to write a blog for you. haha.. &lt;font color="#66CCFF"&gt;That's what bfs r for what...lolx&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*DISCLAIMER* Everything and anything written in this entry has gone through the grey matter of Gabriel and not Jasmine, so if you find this a little too intellectual, this is the reason! ok, im just kidding! &lt;font color="#66CCFF"&gt;Sorry pple, pls bear with my bf's intellect or rather what's left of it after he left sch and decided to become a dog trainer...lolx&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lets begin from where she left off yesterday! Well, we did go to the hillsongs "concert". Met up( a term she uses often, which i wanna learn to incorporate into my sentences)&lt;font color="#66CCFF"&gt;(What's that suppose to mean!!!)&lt;/font&gt; with Leroy at Kallang Mrt and walked, took a bus, and walked again to Leisure park. The walk was anything but leisurely ( no pun intended ) and i suspected it might have been faster if we had walked all the way there directly afterall. But suspects are not always proven guilty are they? &lt;font color="#66CCFF"&gt;My feets has blisters now due to the stupid heels!! *wails*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had some noodles and the onde onde balls my mom made me bring on the pretext of avoiding hunger while waiting for the concert ( past F.O.P ) experiences.&lt;font color="#66CCFF"&gt;I think you forgot to include the part where u refuse to carry them becuz it would spoil your image!! *laughs*&lt;/font&gt; But we ended up finishing all the 12 balls in the food court. Its quite a unique experience ( for a guy of course ) to actually bite into something and have the juice squirt at the back of your throat. Though i belive it usually isnt that sweet. What "IT" is, is up to the individuals discresion! hahah &lt;font color="#66CCFF"&gt;Whatever it is, it's a good habit to rinse your mouth with Listerine. I would suggest the blue one cuz that one is the best tasting. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, after that we went to the concert and settled down. It was crowded but we didnt have to queue at all, which was a pleasant surprise. Went in, realised there was 1 hour to go and started takign silly pictures with the SONY ERICSSON T610 PHONE ( I hope i get revenue from advertising ) and played minigolf ( on the phone) as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time i saw Hillsongs was i think 4 years back and it sounded quite different. No offence but i think most of their songs has the "Hillsongish" vibe to it &lt;font color="#66CCFF"&gt;(That's why they are called Hillsongs?)&lt;/font&gt;, which makes it in other words, similar. But i think that thats not the point of going to a praise session, to hear different songs. I just feel that its time they started experimenting with maybe a little different songwriting techniques. &lt;font color="#66CCFF"&gt;We enjoyed ourseleves nonetheless!! :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i realised Leroy was just as lame at me and we kept poking ( not literally ) fun at Jasmine, which is why i realised her kisses lacked a little passion later on in the night. Retribution?? hahahahahaha &lt;font color="#66CCFF" font size"4"&gt;JASMINE HERE HELLO!!! MY KISSES DID NOT LACK PASSION!!!!!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#66CCFF"&gt;Guess i just did not want to be caught in the same position as the couple we chanced upon... heh&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i had to go back to Yew Tee, and i stay in the east, to wash the Dogs' kennels at 730 on a Sunday morning, so didnt spend too much time with her on sat night. *feeling guilty* &lt;font color="#66CCFF"&gt;It's ok really... u made up for it on Friday *GrinZ*&lt;/font&gt;. Watched a little soccer before knocking off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i really shouldnt be so selfish and take all the limelight for myself, so ill leave the entry as that and let my girl continue the post. Though i suspect it might not be as ********** &lt;font color="#66CCFF"&gt;I think the word here is "Interesting". So it's finally out huh? U think i'm boring dun ya? U FREAKO NEH NEH!!! *smacks Gab in the head with a rubber chicken*&lt;/font&gt;. Heh... going to the gym now.. later!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106110946566394021?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106110946566394021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106110946566394021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106110946566394021' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106101355391953969</id><published>2003-08-16T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-16T14:38:33.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did this short quiz the other day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://enneagraminstitute.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://enneagraminstitute.com/icons/type7F.gif" border=0 alt="Enneagram"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak! My mum just called Gab, Gilbert... AGAIN!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally met up with Gab after 5 days yesterday!! :) He was actually feeling abt being a bad bf after reading the previous entry...lolx sorry dear, it wasn't erm... intentional? Lolx....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go catch the movie, Homerun. Wanted to go Bugis initially but changed our minds and headed for Great world city. Walked to great world from Orchard. Did not realise that it was actually quite near. Was asking each other weird qns while walking. How are giraffes transported to Singapore? Do they have big boxes witha hole on top so that their necks can stick out? *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, bought our tix for the 9.10pm show before heading for our  "La Mian" and "Xiao Long Bao" Dinner. Think i've created a new fan outta Gab for "La Mian with pork ribs". *satisfying* we took some photos too with his new camera phone.... ridiculously stupid pictures!!! *laughs* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't say much abt the movie cuz personally i thought the movie was so-so lah... expected it to be some super touching film but it wasn't. I was all prepared with my packets of tissues already! lolx... But nonetheless, it's still worth a watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie ended kindda late so we took a cab somewhere near zouk. Figured it would be easier to get a cab there since everyone was going clubbing. He decided to come over to my place where he spent the night. *Big Fat silly Ass GrinZ* Dunno why... but it's nice to have quiet time together sometimes. Alone as in really alone. No one else ard... Not those go out together with the publics ard type. :) Damn..... i'm all lovey dovey...... This is SOOOOOOOOOO NOT ME!!!! *Giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early this morning to go to sch to collect some cheques and also to take gel pics. Gonna catch Hillsongs at the indoor stadium later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106101355391953969?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106101355391953969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106101355391953969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106101355391953969' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106087003024256974</id><published>2003-08-14T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-14T22:22:36.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was watching "King of Queens" the other day. The show goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Doug's wife collegue received flowers and accidentally left it on her table by mistake becuz she needed to get a vase for the flowers. Doug's wife was so happy for the moment cuz she thought her husband sent it to her. She went on and on abt how romantic and sweet her husband was when suddenly her collegue comes back and said the flowers belonged to her. Doug's wife was so embarrassed and at the same time, upset that her husband has never sent her flowers after their courtship. She confronted her husband abt this matter. After seeing his wife so worked up abt this matter, he decided to do something. The next day, he gave her balloons, a gigantic bouquet of flowers, heart shaped cushions, stuff toys, etc. Obviously this made things even worst cuz the feeling's different already. It was no longer romantic to her cuz she had to hint what she wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to my frens today. Sigh.... why can't guys have the initiative sometimes!! Time for u men out there to start watching soppy love stories and read love novels!!! It's no longer romantic and sincere if a girl(I can only speak from the woman's point of view here) has to hint what she wants. Be it flowers or anything else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things you guys out there can do. Appear at her doorstep for no apparent reason just to say "I Miss You" is very sweet. Surprise her with flowers... it doesn't even need to be a bouquet. Just a stalk will do really. Or just give her a call in the middle of nowhere just to ask how is she. Thats really caring and thoughtful. Surprise her after work or school just to send her home. Make her gifts by hand or just hand write her a letter. Even remembering small things like what she likes also helps sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all Men out there: All girls want to be romanced no matter how "bo chap" they seem to be abt romanced sometimes. But guess it's too late now to do all that since i've hinted on behalf of the female population here. *Laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To myself: I'm watching too many movies and doing too many comparisons... *lovesick*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Aug/20038143960161303123139.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106087003024256974?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106087003024256974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106087003024256974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106087003024256974' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106067086247720951</id><published>2003-08-12T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-12T14:57:09.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font size="5" font color="#FFFF33"&gt;Happy 19th Birthday Gabbie!!! *GrinZ* &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106067086247720951?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106067086247720951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106067086247720951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106067086247720951' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106052869604964988</id><published>2003-08-10T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-10T23:24:21.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is 1 evening i'll nv forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CRASH!!!" went the chairs in the living room then came the sound of mahjong chips hitting the floor. My bro and his buddies, my mum and i ran to the living room, shocked to see Uncle Richard on the floor shaking uncontrollably with Uncle wong and my Dad holding him down. "Call the ambulance and get me a spoon! QUICK!" Yelled Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally in shock. I knew what to do but somehow my limbs could not move. All i could do was look. Was starting to freak out. Kept praying that he won't die and also if he did die, at least not in my house. It's creepy! *Shaky* I could hear my Dad askin someone to call the ambulance. After taking a min to snap outta my trance like state, I got the phone but my fingers suddenly lost all nerves and i passed it to my bro's american fren, Alex. I was just too damn stunned loh.. Told him to call 995. He dialed and then he passed the phone to my bro then my bro passed it to another of my dad's fren, Uncle Harry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next 10mins while waiting for the civil defence guys to arrive, everyone was in a mad rush moving the furniture to make space for the stretcher, mopping up the drinks that spilled on the floor, clearing up the broken glasses, clearing up all the mahjong tiles and stuff in the living room. Mum was irritating me asking why the ambulance was not here yet after just like 2 mins! Kept asking her to calm down and that they are NOT flying on the magic school bus...lolx Uncle Wong kept calming Uncle Richard by patting his forehead and also was major psycho-ing him abt how long he has been lying on the floor(This is ridiculous but i gotta laugh..lolx) It was only mins but he made it sound like hours and my Dad as usual in his authoritative voice commanding for Uncle Richard to stay focus and not blank out(Dad has always been a toughie and i guess he will always be. Being in some form of uniform background has taught him that there is no such thing as element of surprise.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the ambulance came. Interesting to see how the civil defence guys handled the situation. Very calm n collected(I know it's part of their job). Note: when a person has fits, nv put any object into the mouth to prevent the victim from biting his/her own tongue. Instead, move the victim to his/her side. this will automatically create a build up of saliva and somehow the victim will not bite his/her own tongue. Don't ask me how. If it ever happens to u, just do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shudders* At least i know what to do now IF i ever come across such a situation. I must admit that i was pretty shook up. It's very frustrating when something is completely out of your control and there's nothing u can do abt it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106052869604964988?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106052869604964988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106052869604964988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106052869604964988' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106044651425602728</id><published>2003-08-10T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-10T00:47:27.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's finally official! Yes, Gab's my boyfriend! 9th August 2003, 3pm! *Everyone goes aww..... while Jas gets all mushy* Let's try to make this work ok. *hugs* Love ya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met him at 11.45am to spend the day at his place. He surprised me by bringing Rex along. *smiles* Brought the sweetheart out for a lil' walk home. I got to hold the leash!!! *GrinZ* All i can say is that he is 1 strong doggie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent 4 blissful hours at his place. Went online to send out a couple of mails, surfed abt some sites, showed him something i made with word doc.*winks*Gab, i still cringe when i see it .... lolx But i hope u like it. *Big silly ass grin*, watched iron ladies 2 (Finally!), listened to Rain dance compilation CD, romanced, lazed ard, talked, watched a couple of clips from Guns N Roses, played with Rex abit and finally went outta the house again to catch the fireworks at Kallang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to have dinner at Parkway's new food court. Got to eat crepes for the 1st time. It's actually not bad. I shared one with Gab. Fillin: Vanilla Ice cream with chopped bananas drizzled with chocolate sauce. *DELICIOUS* Took a bus down to Kallang. Was walkin towards the Indoor Stadium when i saw Johnathan. Or rather he saw me instead and gave me a call. :) Since we were early, sat ourselved by the river side and started asking each other brain teaser qns like "How did the cat know the mouse in the fridge?" and "what did the apple say to the orange?" *Laughs* Was in each other's arms when suddenly he got up and started running toward the big screen telly telling me his rifle frens were on tv performing. I was like super blur loh.... If u wanna know what a human sotong looks like, i think i would prolly be it...lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOM!! That's the cue to stand up to watch the fireworks. The purple/gold sparkly ones were very pretty. The green and red ones...bleah! lolx... Watched Army Daze(Suaku Gab haven't seen the movie) later cuz they were playin it on the  big screen tv at Stadium cove. Met Cherie and Justin later. Were suppose to play bridge, but all 4 of us watched the movie instead when cherie suddenly went into a sticker tatoo frenzy and started pasting stuff on her cheek, Jusin's cheek and Gab's hand... I managed to escape cuz Cherie only had 3 tatoos...lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left at abt 10+pm. Yes yes.. need i mention more... He sent me home(7th time)..lolx Signing off now.. church tml :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Marc: Both Cherie and i agreed after watchin Army Daze that u r so gonna die in NS!!! *Evil laughter*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106044651425602728?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106044651425602728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106044651425602728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106044651425602728' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106035551692003472</id><published>2003-08-08T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-08T23:20:27.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"GOAL!!" screams the telly from the living room. "Shit!! I just missed a goal!!" shouts kan chiong brother who is getting a drink from the kitchen. "Huh? Goal?" questions interested mum while emptying the trash. "What u know abt soccer? U only know this guy cute that guy cute only what." Daughter laughs while jabbing away on the PC. Hong Kong VS. Real Madrid match. "GOAL!!" &gt; telly "What the...." &gt; Brother "Whoah!" &gt; Mummy "......" &gt; Daughter *exasperated*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... sense a similarity here huh? Like mother like daughter. But i don't watch soccer ok!! Even though i know for a fact that there r 20 odd hot sweaty sexy men running after a ball on a patch of beautiful green grass. Okok... Have to admit something here. Although i dun watch soccer, i do have a major crush on FRANK LAMPARD from Chelsea.... My bro "intoduced" him to me sometime ago *DroolZ* I know nothing abt him but i just like his face...... lolx TYPICAL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Aug/2003883891000939046402.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such a Cutie!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Coming back to reality... Gab's still the cutest!!!! *giggles* Tryin my BEST here... hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106035551692003472?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106035551692003472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106035551692003472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106035551692003472' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106022566467188914</id><published>2003-08-07T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-08T23:16:15.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for dinner with Gabbie, Cherie, Jenny, Marcus and Justin last nite. Had so much food. Not exactly very filling but definately satisfying...lolx Let see, if we go in sequence, appetizer would be Boon Tong Kee's Chicken rice. Main course would be Killiney kaya toast and desert would be teh tarik/ice and for me and Gab, Ice cream prata!!! *Simply divine*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had quite a nice time together. 1st time I actually introduced a "friend" to such a "large crowd". *GrinZ* Hope everyone enjoyed themselves. I know i did. I still cannot get over the fact that the 'SOF' actually shove up tubes of camouflage cream into someone's ass and shake the cheeks abt to get the sleek, sexy green ass look! Does it turn it on? Hell NO! *Laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a walk down to KAP after that to catch our buses home. Seemed so couplish.. Me with Gab. Cher with Justin and erm... Marc with Jen...lolx &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sent me home for the erm... 6th time. *Smiles* but before going home. Hanged ard abit at my blk. Went up to the 13th floor to take in the view and also to "chui fong" - blow wind?? ...lolx He was standing behind me with his arms ard me. Both of us just watching the erm... highway(that's besides the point here). And suddenly i came to realise that i was very scared of losin him. Everything seemed so dreamy.... Told him how i felt.... tried to be comforted but still the feeling was odd. I think i'm just being a worry wart. *Blow over*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106022566467188914?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106022566467188914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106022566467188914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106022566467188914' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106009755551069984</id><published>2003-08-05T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-05T23:34:23.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met Gabbie to go home just now. He sent me home for the 5th time today in erm.. 2 weeks...lolx Relaxed over at my place listening to some CDs and also laughed our heads off listening to this old tape my 2 buds created for my 13th b-day. :) Bummed ard till 9pm before catchin the night scent. Goodbyes with him r the sweetest yet they are also the hardest. *Hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If this is a dream, don't wake me up."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106009755551069984?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106009755551069984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106009755551069984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106009755551069984' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-106001251121407588</id><published>2003-08-04T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-04T23:58:37.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Playin "Snap' using poker cards is hella crazy!! *Laughs until she gets stiches*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to Bridge!!! *Help* It's all Gerard's fault!!!! *Giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-106001251121407588?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106001251121407588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/106001251121407588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106001251121407588' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-105989988440504914</id><published>2003-08-03T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-04T23:56:01.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spent 20 solid wondrous hours with Gabbie. {Pls read earlier entry}  Started off with the walk at East Coast, then we took a bus to Parkway for dinner cuz it was gonna rain. Decided to rent the Iron Ladies 2 vcd at MPH too. He sent me home after that. 1st time meeting my parents.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to watch Iron Ladies 2 but the vcd player was not working... so settled with Apollo 13 on HBO instead. He stayed the nite. *Smiles* invented a new way of eating grapes.....lolx and we uh-hem have also re-defined the meaning of Herseys kisses.... *laughs uncontrollably thinking abt it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early in the morning so that i could accompany him home. He wanted to come take a look at my church you see. So had to change into some appropriate attire (Holy Communion sunday). As I apprached his place, i could feel my body going into freeze mode. Had to keep myself and my thoughts composed so that i would not turn ard and run back screaming... lolx It helped that i got some warmth from his hands and also his comforting that everything would be alright. *laughs* Just outside the gate of his house, i saw Rex... 3/4 of the nervouness just kindda vanished. He is the cutest thing i've ever seen!! He even came near me and not a single time he barked. I even scatched his belly..lolx Met his 'rents(They r quite nice pple) and talked abit. I was so nervous that i was actually stuttering *Embarrassed*. That's 1/4 nervousness for u.....lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Aug/2003835627337632304656.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rex the Sweetheart&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought me on a short tour ard his house. It a mixture of all sorts of influences lah. Chinese, victorian, etc. While waiting for Mr. Vain to get ready his barang barang, I cooled down in his room by watching some concerts of some German band and Dream Theatre while sipping to my cuppa ice milo. Have to admit that the songs were really good! After awhile, left his place with his Mum(Aunty Carol) and sis cuz they were going to church too. Gabbie and i decided to walk to the mrt station since his mum and sis were taking a cab to church. Reached church at 5mins past 10.30am. Had good service today. Worship session was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 1st time i actually brought a guy to church alone. The feeling was somewhat strange yet very right. Took Holy Communion together... It may not seem like a big deal, but it is to me. Holy Communions r always very serious to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had to meet his family for lunch, so my Dad dropped him of at Tanah Merah. Sigh... separations r hard.....lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20hrs of bliss! *Smiles* Think i'm going to read the book he lent me before takin a nap now......... *Yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabbie, Enjoyed every single second we had together. Just wanna tell u that I get tingles whenever you look at me for no reason and smile, whenever u hold my hand, whenever u say cute stuff like how u r gonna get strong cheek muscles by the end of this year becuz i make u smile so much, the excited manner u talk when the topic is of your passion and also the stupid look u give when u deliberately say something lame and also whenever u r in defence position trying to block off my fingers from poking you in the sides...lolx Last evening at the beach was prolly the only time i really opened up to anyone. Took me alot of guts to tell u what i did. Thinking back to this morning, i cannot help but laugh at how silly, nervous and "stuttery" i was when i was abt to meet your 'rents, but i guess i was afraid to screw up. :) Thanx for comin to church with me too. That's prolly like the most meaningful thing a guy has ever done for me.  U know when we were singin the song "You Alone", I really was starting to tear up cuz I really thanked God for allowing me to know you. Sounds pretty corny huh... lolx But it's true.... :) &lt;em&gt;I love you....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-105989988440504914?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/105989988440504914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/105989988440504914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#105989988440504914' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-105983858172945878</id><published>2003-08-02T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T23:36:21.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guten Tag... Ha! I still spretchen Deutsche! lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite was damn happening.... To be more precise, 3F02's mentor outing was damn happening. *Laughs* Rushed of  to Melody's spare flat right after everyone finished their IL prac... YES! We shot 14 shrimps and not 9! *smacks herself silly* Got up the bus which was damn packed... so scared that we could not squeeze everyone into the bus... i was squashed between Amos and some other NP guy. Thanx goodness by the time we reached Al ameen, it wasn't so bad.... can breathe abit of fresh air at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepared the food, moved the furniture, talked, laughed and makan-ed until Dr. goh came with ICE CREAM!!!! *Yummy* After many planned and candided photo sessions (Feel like paparazzi was there to take pics of Amos's future brides) and tv watching. Decided to play charades(How the hell do u act out 'flex'?). Found out that Dr. Goh was actually quite "on". She did not stay long cuz her son had to sleep early. After she left, played more charades until it was time for the everyone to go home... only 4 girls and 5 guys stayed over. For the more nocturnal ones... "Bridge" and some psychic game was the only form of entertainment. Opps, forgot to mention that Gerard is also improving in his magical skills..... *PengZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not sleep much but definately more than a few others. Woke up early in the morning for the stupid STATs lect!!! Major boring!!! Only thing keeping us awake were the tit-bits and soft drinks we brought from the house. Passing all over the lecture like some sorta picnic... Mary chan pretended to see nothing i guess.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Gabbie at Dover MRT to go home together...... *GrinZ* Erm.... nothing much to say here i guess. Well,  except that the ride was simple just too short! *More Grinz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked at home alittle.... found out that my Mum was moving the furniture as usual. The bench in my room has magically appeared in the excess area of my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Gabbie again in the evening for a walk at East coast.... *Sweet* walked from VJC to somewhere after Bedok Jetty. Wanted to take some pics but found out that the configuration of the d.cam was abit off... Some other time :) Found quite a scenic spot(IF u look beyond the floating blue and white pieces of erm... paper of cuz it can be quite scenic...lolx) on this breakwater. Talked quite abit... shared some rather disturbing info(Deepest Darkest Secrets!). But all fine now. Weather did not look too good so we decided to head back to Parkway to rent the Iron Ladies 2 VCD from MPH, grab some dinner(Mos burger.... Gabbies does not eat onions and pickles, so we had to scrape it off with fries. :P) and also to buy grapes for the movie later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... Gabbie's beside me now Channel surfing between soccer and Alien resurrection. He had a brief conversation with my mum abt the weather... literally. Before that, i was having jitters just thinking abt him stepping into my house. The feeling was extreme nervousness. Strange... but so far everything's fine. Going over to his place tml so that he can change into some decent clothes for church. Yup, he is following me to church tml. How fun is that! :) But then again, also abit scary, cuz i'm gonna meet his parents. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna watch Iron Ladies now...... tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-105983858172945878?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/105983858172945878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/105983858172945878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105983858172945878' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-105966392952946103</id><published>2003-07-31T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-31T23:50:56.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a long day in sch today. 8am-6pm! Thought class was to start at 9am but instead it started at 8am so i had to rush all the way down in a cab.. Blew S$13.50 *Sigh* 8am classes r sucky!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prac class for DDD was surprisingly fun... and found out that Dr. Koh TY is actually kindda cool. *GrinZ* he does not exactly make a big "woo-haa" abt pple coming in late. Furthermore his style is simple yet stylish. His manners bloody sophisticated and his knowledge is Whoah!! Starting to wonder if there's anything that he does not know...lolx Made us summarize his prac class making everyone say a word each. Very funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was basically follow ups on projects (Hope there will be some smears on the SDS gel.. So demoralized.. 4 attempts already hor and still nothing!!!!!), practicals (Our shrimps we bombarded did not fluoresce and our control shrimps all died!!!) and BTN lecture (That australian hamster really cannot make it man!!! *giggles "Dude" *).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from sch... there's something that's really bugging me. To THOSE pple: Pls stop calling me those names. It's not funny anymore. It's hurtful. Just becuz i come across as the sort who can take such shit doesn't mean i dun have a limit. This time, it really freakin' hurts! What i did was prolly 1 of the most horrible things i've ever done to anyone in my life and i nv had the intention of being so cruel, but things did not work out as much as i hoped it to be then. Yes, i guess it's fair for u pple to go "Told u so" now since i was so damn wrong and not to mention stuck in that short term happiness. Reason being cuz i have nv come across anyone so bloody sweet in my life(And he was truely a sincere person without motives.). But don't go callin me a freakin Hussy and Flirt! I've had enough. Besides you guys know it wouldn't have lasted anyway. And especially now... I know it's abit soon, maybe abit too soon. But i've already gotten over Gerald. It was not easy. Do u pple know how much i cried when i read his messages? How much i cried when he called? How much i cried when he begged? I was completely breaking up inside. But now i've finally gotten over it becuz i've met my pillar of strength, Gabriel. So what's wrong with seeing someone else? It's not a rebound. Life's not fair anyway.... Please try to be happy for me.... Can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not mean for things to end this way but without the end. I would nv have had this new beginning...... And i'm lovin' it!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-105966392952946103?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/105966392952946103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/105966392952946103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105966392952946103' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-105958252276238450</id><published>2003-07-31T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-31T23:58:06.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with Gabbie for the 2nd time this week on 2 consecutive days. *wide silly ass grinZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met him at Yew Tee cuz he said it would be too lonely for him to go to town alone...lolx Had dinner at Millenia walk at some place called "Bab Noodle". Food there wasn't too bad though the Thai Fried Kway Teow with crushed peanuts was abit erm....subjective... But the tempura bananas with ice cream was simply divine!!! *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabbie wanted to take a picture of us. So we landed up with this photo card from Suntec... *Cute*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src = "http://mediaservice.photoisland.com/auction/Jul/20037317124503346346356.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to head home at abt 9pm but there was this mini photo exhibition over that Raffles city, so we dropped by to take a peek. Not Bad.... Personal Fav: Pic of the old turf club at sunset with a jockey still on his horse. *Beautiful*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked down Chijmes(spell?) where we caught the bus. Talked abit at my place before we parted for our seperate ways. Gabbie, i know those words took alot of effort saying and i just wanna tell u how much i appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, i have no idea where does time go to when i'm with him. There seem to be endless things to talk and nv enough time. Nvm if we don't remember every single thing that was being said... lolx The most impt part is the company. It also does not matter where(almost.. Looks at gabbie *winks*).... It's the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yawns.... ZZZzzzZZzzz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's prolly lots more that happened, but don't think i'm gonna write it out...... certain things r best kept to oneself. Or maybe twoselves... *GrinZ*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-105958252276238450?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/105958252276238450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/105958252276238450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105958252276238450' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-105945137782992638</id><published>2003-07-29T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T12:08:55.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is dedicated to my baby.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;J.Lo- Again&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like an angel of the sky, you came&lt;br /&gt;Clearing up all the clouds, the sadness and the rain&lt;br /&gt;So pure and healing was the love you bring&lt;br /&gt;I knew inside it felt so right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me I've struggled all my life&lt;br /&gt;To find that thing that makes it right&lt;br /&gt;With you it seems I may have found&lt;br /&gt;Some other kind of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will love you all my life&lt;br /&gt;Always be by your side&lt;br /&gt;And I will give you all I have&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you gave me peace and joy again&lt;br /&gt;Again, again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was scared to let go and trust your love&lt;br /&gt;After what I've been through I have had enough&lt;br /&gt;Whisperin' through your eyes, you never said a word&lt;br /&gt;But something said you're insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me I've struggled all my life&lt;br /&gt;To find that thing that makes it right&lt;br /&gt;With you it seems I may have found&lt;br /&gt;Some other kind of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will love you all my life&lt;br /&gt;Always be by your side&lt;br /&gt;And I will give you all I have&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you gave me peace and joy again&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend is what you'll always have in me&lt;br /&gt;I'm so grateful for the man you turned out to be&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't matter who you happen to meet&lt;br /&gt;You'll forever be a sacred part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will love you all my life&lt;br /&gt;Always be by your side&lt;br /&gt;And I will give you all I have&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you gave me peace and joy again&lt;br /&gt;Again, again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-105945137782992638?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/105945137782992638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/105945137782992638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105945137782992638' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621645.post-105936878413294510</id><published>2003-07-28T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-28T13:06:24.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For every action there's always a reaction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621645-105936878413294510?l=peacefulhugs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/105936878413294510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621645/posts/default/105936878413294510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacefulhugs.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105936878413294510' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13710813998523330826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
