<?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-15297353</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:22:29.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jess &amp; her little intoxicated corner</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><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>229</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-1180733392002163988</id><published>2010-01-11T13:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T13:27:57.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>海派甜心...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/S0qzAxwWuGI/AAAAAAAABxI/vK6cbbRLQDc/s1600-h/chapter3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425345527058708578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/S0qzAxwWuGI/AAAAAAAABxI/vK6cbbRLQDc/s320/chapter3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/S0qzAQGh0NI/AAAAAAAABxA/6p4ScJosGJ0/s1600-h/chapter2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425345518024904914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/S0qzAQGh0NI/AAAAAAAABxA/6p4ScJosGJ0/s320/chapter2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/S0qy_5biOnI/AAAAAAAABw4/H9-4qVjP_ig/s1600-h/chapter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425345511938996850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/S0qy_5biOnI/AAAAAAAABw4/H9-4qVjP_ig/s320/chapter1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; isn't this the cutest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-1180733392002163988?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/1180733392002163988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=1180733392002163988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/1180733392002163988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/1180733392002163988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='海派甜心...'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/S0qzAxwWuGI/AAAAAAAABxI/vK6cbbRLQDc/s72-c/chapter3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-5174910811018634748</id><published>2010-01-09T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T23:27:44.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's my second lesson for Public Relations. It's kinda interesting but i seem to yawn quite alot. It must be due to the movie last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, my brain is getting rusty, can't seem to absorb as much information as i used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to improve my brain power, ideas anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424761594691435682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 84px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/S0if7cLDvKI/AAAAAAAABww/XEQM9SpQMSE/s320/AQTD49SCAJPMHAVCAL2T1WUCA9OSZNZCAUAPVQHCA5RUW57CAV2BZ8ICAPB2J8NCA9BZ54NCAKUXXQQCACDFXM1CAR6CV5ECAY5424BCA9Q9JH6CAFN1JUJCABLCJN0CASXZP4PCAE94QL0CAUR5OENCAYX440F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about the movie last night, i went to watch " morgan" by SJP and HG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would say it was okay, pleasant and somehow amusing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad movie to catch if YOU ARE NOT SLEEPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SJP is as skinny as ever though she just had TWINS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HG's accent is as sexy as ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would give it a three stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lessons still on tomorrow...A torture from 9 - 5. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PUBLIC RELATIONS! here i come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-5174910811018634748?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5174910811018634748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=5174910811018634748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/5174910811018634748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/5174910811018634748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2010/01/todays-my-second-lesson-for-public.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/S0if7cLDvKI/AAAAAAAABww/XEQM9SpQMSE/s72-c/AQTD49SCAJPMHAVCAL2T1WUCA9OSZNZCAUAPVQHCA5RUW57CAV2BZ8ICAPB2J8NCA9BZ54NCAKUXXQQCACDFXM1CAR6CV5ECAY5424BCA9Q9JH6CAFN1JUJCABLCJN0CASXZP4PCAE94QL0CAUR5OENCAYX440F.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-5063857767418359904</id><published>2010-01-08T16:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T16:26:39.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions for the year</title><content type='html'>YAYAYAYAYA, i know... This post came a little bit too late but what the heck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My resolutions of the year :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;GET DISCIPLINE in STUDIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Earn LOADS of moo-lah(money lar... duh...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Give loads of attention and support to my HUBBY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Lesser Temper Tantrums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;More SAVINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Give dior more of my patienceeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Share more love with everyone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, everyone. I have finally started my degree course. My first lesson was on thursday night. It was horrible to be back in classrooms and feeling like lost kids. THankfully, my friends has been superbly supportive of my decision and gave me loads of encouragement. Even my &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUBBY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;gives me all the support he can give...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Muackz Muackzz everyone!=))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;With a flash, we are already in 2010. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10 years has passed since i started primary school. TIME FLIES... We were kiddos and now i'm married! Life is damm unpredicatable. I thought i would have married someone who is different from my HUBBY. Please note that it's not that i don't like it. It just that i had a different kind of man in mind then. HOWEVER! i'm happy and contented that i have my HUBBY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i have loads to update about my ROM, Dior, parties and small little un-important stuffssss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;something for ur to oogle... WHAHAHAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424281797912146738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/S0brjl4rszI/AAAAAAAABwo/8yQPGbxpjGo/s320/21562_271569546981_640256981_4592068_1925609_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-5063857767418359904?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5063857767418359904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=5063857767418359904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/5063857767418359904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/5063857767418359904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2010/01/resolutions-for-year.html' title='Resolutions for the year'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/S0brjl4rszI/AAAAAAAABwo/8yQPGbxpjGo/s72-c/21562_271569546981_640256981_4592068_1925609_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-7415770029008433143</id><published>2009-10-26T19:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T19:41:09.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifeless</title><content type='html'>It's been so long since i updated this dead site...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m feeling kinda lost now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was suddenly pushed back into reality...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-7415770029008433143?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/7415770029008433143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=7415770029008433143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/7415770029008433143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/7415770029008433143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2009/10/lifeless.html' title='Lifeless'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-7418670784471526004</id><published>2009-05-04T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:47:14.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm scouting around for it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully we can get it within 3 months. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to share with all of you but let me get everything sorted out first k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love u guys! heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another sadder note,My dior is having some skin problems. Will be bringing her to the vet this weekend. Hopefully, she gets well soon! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is wearing me out. i'm down with flu... and i had to go work today. Everyone is looking at me with colored eyes because i keep sneezing and blowing my nose. I'M not down with SWINE FLU! dun judge me pls! =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please get myself well soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everything will goes well! pray hard for me, friends~ ... =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-7418670784471526004?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/7418670784471526004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=7418670784471526004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/7418670784471526004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/7418670784471526004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-so-excited-im-scouting-around-for-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-8183084601381247118</id><published>2009-04-14T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T17:58:04.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>routine...</title><content type='html'>You know those days when everything seems so routine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waking up at 7am -------&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;going to work at 8 10am ----&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;going home at 5 30pm -----&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bathe, dinner and read until 10pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this kind of lifestyle is boring me. i need some excitment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i need to make changes to my life. and that will be my resolution for 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hope i get accepted in the July intake. Jan will be too long... i want to get started now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;News should be out in another 2 or 3 weeks time. can't wait...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on another note, i need a trip away from all these problems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can someone bring me there... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-8183084601381247118?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8183084601381247118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=8183084601381247118&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/8183084601381247118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/8183084601381247118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2009/04/routine.html' title='routine...'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-341599210990732421</id><published>2009-04-09T13:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T13:49:06.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast n the furious</title><content type='html'>4 more hrs to long weekend for me! Hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to go for a movie tonight with Alan and Angeline. We are watching Fast n the Furious.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very keen on this but my darlings are quite excited by the show so majority wins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's nice.. i like the last one but that is because of the pace of the show and not the storyline. It kinda sucks though and the guys are not that good looking either.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it will not be a disappointment. Well if it turns out to be shitty, at least i can sleep in the cinema... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so FULL! i just had soup spoon with angeline at market street.&lt;br /&gt;The queueing takes abt ten minutes which is pretty long by raffles place standards&lt;br /&gt;and we had to "chop" our seats with tissue paper. i'm morphing into a auntie as time goes by.&lt;br /&gt;Save me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for tomorrow, i'm going to VIVO city with Alan to do some shopping and updating of our old and worn out fashion dictionary but mostly we will be walking and not doing any buying.&lt;br /&gt;oh! and tomorrow i'm going to try the dinner at Kuriya Dining. I used to work there part time but i never really got to try the food. TOmorrow will be the day. hehe. i hope it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;i know it's gonna be slightly above my budget but who cares.. Food is KING...&lt;br /&gt;hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna head to client's place now! tata.. will blog soooonnn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-341599210990732421?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/341599210990732421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=341599210990732421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/341599210990732421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/341599210990732421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2009/04/fast-n-furious.html' title='Fast n the furious'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-1164324323736952868</id><published>2009-03-27T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:40:13.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Toy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi Everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;long time no see! hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just want to share my new toy with all of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the E71!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317859574343665618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SczVG44qB9I/AAAAAAAABvs/wOrEU-40x-U/s320/Red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha. i just got it last week! =P still am having fun with the phone!!! =PP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to tell everyone! i LOVE SINGAPORE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha, i just came back from KL for work. I miss everyone so much! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm going to sign up for YOGA next week! hope i will be consistant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;till then! =PP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-1164324323736952868?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/1164324323736952868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=1164324323736952868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/1164324323736952868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/1164324323736952868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-new-toy.html' title='My New Toy...'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SczVG44qB9I/AAAAAAAABvs/wOrEU-40x-U/s72-c/Red.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-7267306206820561368</id><published>2009-02-20T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T20:09:47.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If times permits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If time permits... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i would have gone studying once i graduated from Poly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i would have spend more time with my family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i would have learn driving once i turn 18...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i would have visited my grandma before she pass away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;If time permits... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hate myself for a lot of things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can do now is cherish my love ones right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S do remember to cherish the ones around you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-7267306206820561368?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/7267306206820561368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=7267306206820561368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/7267306206820561368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/7267306206820561368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-times-permits.html' title='If times permits'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-2273913085225883873</id><published>2009-02-04T11:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T11:17:56.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEXY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SYkH4arbfzI/AAAAAAAABu0/lC3sXw3azqA/s1600-h/8572159747925e2e7c9ba935826cb_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298775102393646898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SYkH4arbfzI/AAAAAAAABu0/lC3sXw3azqA/s400/8572159747925e2e7c9ba935826cb_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;thanks to samantha for sharing this website. haha. it's funny to see myself on a magazine cover. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-2273913085225883873?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.magmypic.com/' title='SEXY'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2273913085225883873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=2273913085225883873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/2273913085225883873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/2273913085225883873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2009/02/sexy.html' title='SEXY'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SYkH4arbfzI/AAAAAAAABu0/lC3sXw3azqA/s72-c/8572159747925e2e7c9ba935826cb_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-2222095177562837334</id><published>2008-11-29T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T21:52:30.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>曲名：爱不够  歌手：林峰</title><content type='html'>收藏在眼眸 常徘徊左右 愛猜到沒有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愉快玩笑後 能全然退後 你開心就夠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這種感覺太親厚 講一千句也不夠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;假使講了你聽到後 或會走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這種戀愛太罕有 不須真正擁有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;成全 衷心祝福然後 就放手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放手 放開所有 彼此更自由&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放手 其實我絕非愛得不夠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放手 豁出所有 還有這個好友&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;已經 已經足夠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遙遠是宇宙 靜靜在背後 去看守就夠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這種感覺太親厚 講一千句也不夠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;即使一剎有過衝動 挽你手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這種戀愛太罕有 不須真正擁有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;成全 多捨不得仍然 是放手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放手 放開所有 彼此更自由&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放手 其實我絕非愛得不夠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放手 豁出所有 還有這個好友&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;已經 已經足夠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放手 我的牽掛 找不到盡頭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放手 期望你幸福甚麼都有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也許 愛很深厚 然而我早看得透&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放手 至可擁有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what if 2 people are engaged...&lt;br /&gt;why do loneliness feels like it has never left before. like this were never meant to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-2222095177562837334?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2222095177562837334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=2222095177562837334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/2222095177562837334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/2222095177562837334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='曲名：爱不够  歌手：林峰'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-7218443014686750192</id><published>2008-11-10T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:15:44.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates 101108</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SRhKzYRDzFI/AAAAAAAABt8/FTmPZX3skrI/s1600-h/P091108_13.49%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267042010757581906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SRhKzYRDzFI/AAAAAAAABt8/FTmPZX3skrI/s320/P091108_13.49%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ZOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are going to the zoo zoo zoo,&lt;br /&gt;how about you you you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a random stupid song by Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After whining about the zoo for so long...I finally get to go to the zoo! thanks to my sister's tickets which is FREE!&lt;br /&gt;the animals didn't change much though. i guess they just got older and more entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;there is this elephant that doesn't shaking his head and the tail. i think the name is Gambir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the four horned pigs are my relatives as what jianchong has said. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SRhKzbf_JPI/AAAAAAAABt0/iJ7RI1bD95Y/s1600-h/P091108_13.43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267042011625497842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SRhKzbf_JPI/AAAAAAAABt0/iJ7RI1bD95Y/s320/P091108_13.43.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stupid looking jianchong in my specs. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SRhKzBI0nrI/AAAAAAAABts/Lxu93RYl34o/s1600-h/P091108_14.44.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267042004549017266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SRhKzBI0nrI/AAAAAAAABts/Lxu93RYl34o/s320/P091108_14.44.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; what the F**k is the goats doing to each other? licking each other butts? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SRhKzLlLh1I/AAAAAAAABtk/CPwb0vjaGdw/s1600-h/P081108_23.42%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267042007352313682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SRhKzLlLh1I/AAAAAAAABtk/CPwb0vjaGdw/s320/P081108_23.42%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a rare clubbing night with metta , angeline and cynthia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haven't been clubbing with them since i'm with alan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a conversation came up between me and cynthia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cynthia : why did we ever give up clubbing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : i don't know but it's pretty stupid of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love clubbing with the girls. I'm myself and i don't have to worry about anything or anyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we should do it once in awhile. =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;up for it ladies? hahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SRhKyq5qeYI/AAAAAAAABtc/eFLXRePTHCo/s1600-h/P081108_23.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-7218443014686750192?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/7218443014686750192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=7218443014686750192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/7218443014686750192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/7218443014686750192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2008/11/updates-101108.html' title='updates 101108'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SRhKzYRDzFI/AAAAAAAABt8/FTmPZX3skrI/s72-c/P091108_13.49%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-4520308700208898350</id><published>2008-11-03T14:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:14:35.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunt Agony</title><content type='html'>Can someone enlighten me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation :&lt;br /&gt;BF and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GF&lt;/span&gt; spending time over at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BF's&lt;/span&gt; house. BF said he will send &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;GF&lt;/span&gt; back at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;Both overslept until 1am in the morning. Bf send &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;GF&lt;/span&gt; downstairs to take cab. He take note of the cab number but still let the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;GF&lt;/span&gt; went home alone. is the BF correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know who is right or wrong in this situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People , please let me know your comments in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tag board&lt;/span&gt; k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-4520308700208898350?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4520308700208898350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=4520308700208898350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/4520308700208898350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/4520308700208898350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2008/11/aunt-agony.html' title='Aunt Agony'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-1967250082320888059</id><published>2008-11-03T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T02:13:22.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving and taking</title><content type='html'>&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt class="hwrd"&gt;&lt;span class="variant"&gt;give–and–take&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;        &lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;     &lt;span class="sense_label start"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; the practice of making mutual concessions &lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/compromise" class="lookup"&gt;compromise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One friend used to tell me that I'm so customized to taking things for granted that i have never consider giving things to other people.&lt;br /&gt;I used to hate people telling me that and i will go all holy and innocent(accompanied with explanations of my actions).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being attached, i understood the rational of giving and taking. It came with a price to pay.&lt;br /&gt;endless arguments with my boyfriends and countless nights of staying awake.&lt;br /&gt;At this point in time, I'm glad to say that I've learn ways to handle my life, no matter it's work, family, friends or relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, i still can't learn the art of giving and not expecting any returns on my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight, I've received yet another "first" blow.&lt;br /&gt;i never seen it coming and definitely wasn't expecting it at all.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel loved and doted on but there are times when i feel your love for me has lessen so much over the months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things change, people change and feelings change as well. is that happening to us?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know and i was hoping you tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really trying my best to open up my heart to you and trying to communicate with you on our problems or issues.&lt;br /&gt;I realize this is not a one sided affair on my own, i need you to open up your heart to me and communicate to me as well. I need you to be less defensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We promised each other another 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;Will we last through this 2 years?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-1967250082320888059?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/1967250082320888059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=1967250082320888059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/1967250082320888059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/1967250082320888059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2008/11/giving-and-taking.html' title='Giving and taking'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-5830341803731336801</id><published>2008-09-27T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T01:13:47.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Post</title><content type='html'>My blog is dying...&lt;br /&gt;i know... i'm so behind in terms of updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is driving me crazy. Working until 11pm just to get the invoices out from my hands.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy time of the year... i'm going for a busines trip next week~ to Kuala Lumpur for 1 full week.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss my dearest and my dior~&lt;br /&gt;At least they have each other but i will only have myself. =((&lt;br /&gt;I will go retail therapy and enjoy myself! hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hope my hubby gives me his credit card. hahaha....wishful thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 21st birthday is coming and i still have not book the function room for my birthday,the catering and my after party venue. hehe&lt;br /&gt;anyone sponsering? i take cash, bank transfers and Telegraphic Transfer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jian Chong and Cynthia's birthday are coming and yet i have not brought anything for them.&lt;br /&gt;OMG, tell me what to do... i need more time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;going to HDB early in the morning with my hubby &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting more info on a degree course &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watching a movie with Jiahui&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mahjonging with my sister &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lunching with my parents&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;visit my ah ma in hospital&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need more time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;chores day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bathing day for Dior&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swimming for me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Loving my bloggie and everyone. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-5830341803731336801?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5830341803731336801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=5830341803731336801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/5830341803731336801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/5830341803731336801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-post.html' title='Random Post'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-4415886764224134901</id><published>2008-08-25T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:39:46.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring</title><content type='html'>Monday is the most boring day of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hubby just started his new job today and now he is still not back yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing him. =PP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-4415886764224134901?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4415886764224134901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=4415886764224134901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/4415886764224134901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/4415886764224134901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2008/08/boring.html' title='Boring'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-1972033342917777272</id><published>2008-08-12T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:34:32.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new Addition to the family.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SKGRP8dCRUI/AAAAAAAABbc/RhCoIjg2gZU/s1600-h/10-08-08_1235.jpg"&gt;    Welcome CHARCOAL!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SKGRPjj_eHI/AAAAAAAABbU/kR9gFXn7Dyc/s1600-h/10-08-08_1232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SKGRPjj_eHI/AAAAAAAABbU/kR9gFXn7Dyc/s320/10-08-08_1232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233623938411493490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SKGRP8dCRUI/AAAAAAAABbc/RhCoIjg2gZU/s1600-h/10-08-08_1235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SKGRP8dCRUI/AAAAAAAABbc/RhCoIjg2gZU/s320/10-08-08_1235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233623945093203266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-1972033342917777272?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/1972033342917777272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=1972033342917777272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/1972033342917777272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/1972033342917777272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-addition-to-family.html' title='new Addition to the family.'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SKGRPjj_eHI/AAAAAAAABbU/kR9gFXn7Dyc/s72-c/10-08-08_1232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-580910629242208567</id><published>2008-08-06T15:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T15:26:26.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bookworm!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SJlRVrEUBVI/AAAAAAAABK8/jJ9Xj2jvQHM/s1600-h/bdcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SJlRVrEUBVI/AAAAAAAABK8/jJ9Xj2jvQHM/s320/bdcover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231301874947458386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently addicted to Breaking dawn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last book of the twilight series. Stephenie Meyer is amazing! Twilight is going to be made into a movie which will start showing on christmas! I'm so anticipating for it. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SJlR6gSjKXI/AAAAAAAABLE/FVFEJWy6dX8/s1600-h/twilightthemovie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SJlR6gSjKXI/AAAAAAAABLE/FVFEJWy6dX8/s320/twilightthemovie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231302507709540722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please go have a read if you are interested in love and family and vampires and werewolves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently in book land of Mythical love story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-580910629242208567?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/580910629242208567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=580910629242208567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/580910629242208567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/580910629242208567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2008/08/bookworm.html' title='Bookworm!'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SJlRVrEUBVI/AAAAAAAABK8/jJ9Xj2jvQHM/s72-c/bdcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-2110165206888157620</id><published>2008-06-27T01:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:14:49.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my lovely quiet trip...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A thousand apologies to all people who frequent my bloggie... I'm pretty busy with work and home affairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I owe you readers loads of updates but the most important is the one from Batam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went Batam , Turi Beach resort with my boyfriend for our 2nd month anniversary trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was wonderful. A very peaceful and quiet place to be with your loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess a picture tells a thousand words, therefore here you go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxEnm7jXgI/AAAAAAAABJ8/iTcQ6EVXzzU/s1600-h/P6200037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxEnm7jXgI/AAAAAAAABJ8/iTcQ6EVXzzU/s320/P6200037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227628714726219266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my handsome awesome hubby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxB1jxdTdI/AAAAAAAABJc/7PvR7aoVno4/s1600-h/P6200025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxB1jxdTdI/AAAAAAAABJc/7PvR7aoVno4/s320/P6200025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227625655861857746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A picture that depicts our love... but it's rather obvious that i love him more than he loves me... don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxB2Njw_7I/AAAAAAAABJk/j1RhJVB0EUI/s1600-h/P6200032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxB2Njw_7I/AAAAAAAABJk/j1RhJVB0EUI/s320/P6200032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227625667078717362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The view from the ferry... it's awesome but too bad it's a smoking area.. so i've loads of smoke inhaled.. CANCEROUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxB2Zv6MyI/AAAAAAAABJs/MRmHPnEZEFo/s1600-h/P6200035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxB2Zv6MyI/AAAAAAAABJs/MRmHPnEZEFo/s320/P6200035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227625670350877474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i look pretty in this picture... don't you think?hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxB2vZYFiI/AAAAAAAABJ0/9OvzGvVQ774/s1600-h/P6200047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxB2vZYFiI/AAAAAAAABJ0/9OvzGvVQ774/s320/P6200047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227625676161947170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Such a cute car, don't you think? Too bad, i don't have a chance to take a ride from this car...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SGPOZnEa1xI/AAAAAAAABI0/ByJlT64sVXk/s1600-h/P6210075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SGPOZnEa1xI/AAAAAAAABI0/ByJlT64sVXk/s320/P6210075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;the view from our room! it's fantastic. We can see the stones due to it being low tide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SGPOawlE32I/AAAAAAAABI8/PCGpDYGA6eg/s1600-h/P6210076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SGPOawlE32I/AAAAAAAABI8/PCGpDYGA6eg/s320/P6210076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;The view from the lobby... Don't you think the sea looks calm and serene? everything there is so peaceful. A big difference from the busy Singapore society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SGPOc2ov5DI/AAAAAAAABJE/7q8zcSJhwpw/s1600-h/P6210077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SGPOc2ov5DI/AAAAAAAABJE/7q8zcSJhwpw/s320/P6210077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lobby's view again... you can see the small bridge in the corner. You can actually walk there and enjoy the view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SGPOe22EVNI/AAAAAAAABJM/4w3iq_U7CAg/s1600-h/P6210078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SGPOe22EVNI/AAAAAAAABJM/4w3iq_U7CAg/s320/P6210078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a random picture from the resort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxEnxeTG2I/AAAAAAAABKE/DRInEBBNMXc/s1600-h/P6200056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxEnxeTG2I/AAAAAAAABKE/DRInEBBNMXc/s320/P6200056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227628717556308834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;guess whose leg is whose? hahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxEoJgR8yI/AAAAAAAABKM/xDcUfBT9ins/s1600-h/P6200057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxEoJgR8yI/AAAAAAAABKM/xDcUfBT9ins/s320/P6200057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227628724007072546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the bed with sexy me sitting on it. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxEokGWyVI/AAAAAAAABKU/mTfGZjh0scs/s1600-h/P6200058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxEokGWyVI/AAAAAAAABKU/mTfGZjh0scs/s320/P6200058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227628731146094930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our first night diet... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxEourVoiI/AAAAAAAABKc/BGLGePRgHUE/s1600-h/P6200064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxEourVoiI/AAAAAAAABKc/BGLGePRgHUE/s320/P6200064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227628733985563170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our shopping spree.... hehe.. Tshirts in majority&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxJiFQj9ZI/AAAAAAAABKs/_ocZV_HXSVE/s1600-h/P6210085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxJiFQj9ZI/AAAAAAAABKs/_ocZV_HXSVE/s320/P6210085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227634117346325906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love this picture... hehe.. so sunny-ish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxJgjy-ytI/AAAAAAAABKk/xAdV3A3UVCE/s1600-h/P6210119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxJgjy-ytI/AAAAAAAABKk/xAdV3A3UVCE/s320/P6210119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227634091184016082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and my hubby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxJjniyd4I/AAAAAAAABK0/Jb1KGx8ilkM/s1600-h/P6210127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxJjniyd4I/AAAAAAAABK0/Jb1KGx8ilkM/s320/P6210127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227634143729448834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That pretty much wrap up the entire trip... i'm about 1 month late for the entry therefore i'm having a little STM about all these.. Forgive me!&lt;br /&gt;love all of you and my incredibly awesome hubby... =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-2110165206888157620?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2110165206888157620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=2110165206888157620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/2110165206888157620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/2110165206888157620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-lovely-quiet-trip.html' title='my lovely quiet trip...'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SIxEnm7jXgI/AAAAAAAABJ8/iTcQ6EVXzzU/s72-c/P6200037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-4215025175441368291</id><published>2008-06-11T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:14:50.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SE-8ry4-UKI/AAAAAAAABIk/z4HSJAx09h0/s1600-h/11-06-08_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210590754472087714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SE-8ry4-UKI/AAAAAAAABIk/z4HSJAx09h0/s320/11-06-08_0030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210590719445718466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SE-8pwaCVcI/AAAAAAAABIc/AVsRFuv8u9U/s320/11-06-08_0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love my roses! thanks hubby! 48 X I Love You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Before anyone of you says i'm disgusting... i just like to share some photos with ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I manage to do something to my hair which is more significant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210590643640226866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SE-8lWAmVDI/AAAAAAAABIM/VVXxUdAkowk/s320/18-05-08_1753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210590682813002450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SE-8nn8HctI/AAAAAAAABIU/MYYW3QwkSXQ/s320/19-05-08_2226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;short hair me! the downside of having short hair is i can't feel my hair! =(((&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210590789971759282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SE-8t3IwULI/AAAAAAAABIs/KepTiIjZntI/s320/31-05-08_2149.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;we are going to add on another member to my family. Her name is Dior! will be bringing her back sometime end of JUne! Will post up more photos then!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-4215025175441368291?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4215025175441368291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=4215025175441368291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/4215025175441368291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/4215025175441368291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-me.html' title='New Me!'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SE-8ry4-UKI/AAAAAAAABIk/z4HSJAx09h0/s72-c/11-06-08_0030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-8784400260142308783</id><published>2008-05-24T01:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T01:50:35.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurting People</title><content type='html'>I must be super talented at hurting people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't want things to become this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling incredibly angry with myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-8784400260142308783?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8784400260142308783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=8784400260142308783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/8784400260142308783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/8784400260142308783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2008/05/hurting-people.html' title='Hurting People'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-4239310219163402542</id><published>2008-05-20T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:14:51.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Hi people! It's been quite some time since i last updated! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;So sorry for my absence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Life for me was pretty crazy for the last month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Now seems like a good time to summarize what has happen is a short span of 1 month!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Friends who have met me recently would know that i am now attached. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;for the benefit of those who haven't met up with me ( u know who u are! so faster date me out! haha! ), yes yes! i'm happily attached to my bf, Alan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;For those who know the story between me and the lawyer, the conclusion is we didn't work out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was a matter of time that it ended, therefore i took the plunge and ended the "relationship" with him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Of course, i was devastated. Friends and colleagues would know how affected i'm with the lawyer. Going to work was disaster when he just MIA and getting upset with him is like having breakfast daily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Due to the lawyer's unstable emotions blow ups , i get to know Alan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We started as friends with no initial wish for getting into a relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He was the one who gave me harsh truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;about the lawyer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but that is all history! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good thing i ended that relationship or else i would never have met Alan and be with him! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some pictures that i took with him. In case if anybody catches him with another girl , do let me know! haahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SDLfwXSjvMI/AAAAAAAABHM/-k7hVWICDEo/s1600-h/07-05-08_2116.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202466541544914114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SDLfwXSjvMI/AAAAAAAABHM/-k7hVWICDEo/s320/07-05-08_2116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This was taken before we went to cut our hair. He don't look his age at all! which is very stressful for me! i have to maintain my young look lor! but then again,it's good because in that way nobody knows our age difference is actually quite huge. =P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3 weeks into our relationship, i had to leave for my Thailand business trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's was ultimately quite sad because i know i will miss him loads! and i did! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Strange, how much i've changed ever since my last relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The feeling of coming back to Singapore and knowing that special someone is waiting for you at the Arrival gate is such a bliss. Though friends have come and picked me up from the airport before it seems that i've never experienced such eagerness to go back to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha, just some thoughts ( mebbie some people might have vomitted at the extensive surge of feelings here).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just so it happens that Natasha birthday falls on the week that we are going to Thailand. So we had a mini celebration for her with her family. We went to MK which is a chain of steamboat restaurants. They have the most fanastic sauce ever. So if you are going to thailand, please go try!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202466550134848722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SDLfw3SjvNI/AAAAAAAABHU/Qp-3kojqDSc/s320/13-05-08_2128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The birthday girl and me! still looking pretty, NAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202481698484501762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SDLtinSjvQI/AAAAAAAABHs/Xc9jHGml5gY/s320/13-05-08_2126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Natasha and the brother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202481702779469074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SDLti3SjvRI/AAAAAAAABH0/aGGzZ6fElSk/s320/13-05-08_2134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nat and her banana split birthday freebie at MK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;THey also played this old birthday song for her. Ain't them the sweetest! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Came back from Bangkok on thursday thinking i could rest for the weekend but i'm so booked! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everyone is turning 21 this year! extensive damage done to my pockets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Friday, went to attend Luhao's bdae! I and Hweeteng are the only girls around while the rest of them are PSP-fanatic guys. In the end, we just ended up lazing around talking to each other. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SDLfxXSjvOI/AAAAAAAABHc/HfqFtjIspcs/s1600-h/17-05-08_1845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202466558724783330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SDLfxXSjvOI/AAAAAAAABHc/HfqFtjIspcs/s320/17-05-08_1845.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THis picture was taken at Jin Fan's Birthday on saturday! the only picture that hweeteng showed her teeth! bleepz! Saw Mag, Hui shan, Jinhua and a couple of NYP mates. Strange, how we never really talk to them during school days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jin Fan! Happy birthday, lusty old man! haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i left early to attend my boyfriend's friend birthday at Labrador park. I was a nervous wreck, didn't know what to say or do there. but thankfully they are very nice people, letting me in their conversation once in a while. Also, did i mention they have a amazing view? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No?? The view is AMAZING!. I should have brought my camera along! very good place to go dating and chilling! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After the birthday celebrations , we went on for a mahjong session. i couldn't believe how out of luck i'm! i can't seem to win any cards at all! mebbie i'm cursed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well well, tt's my saturday! i only managed to reach home at 5 am! fainted! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Another suprise for my blog readers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202481707074436386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SDLtjHSjvSI/AAAAAAAABH8/sJ9Z5dCM4qU/s320/30-04-08_1515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SDLfxXSjvPI/AAAAAAAABHk/M4Tld-Kq7Og/s1600-h/18-05-08_1753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202466558724783346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SDLfxXSjvPI/AAAAAAAABHk/M4Tld-Kq7Og/s320/18-05-08_1753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me now! suprised? cut off my 10 years worth of long hair! it's was pretty depressing to see people cut away my hair but i'm so glad it turn out well! THanks wallace! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ask me why i cut my hair? ahaha, pressure and loads of hints from my bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He told his friend that he wanted me to have a new look. Wallace then took my then-long-hair and ask if i want to snipe it off! It was so pressurizing! i felt i had to say yes! haha. So my hair went for long to short within a span of 1 minute! Missed my long hair but i love my look now. it's fresher though a little hard to manage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;that about all that my brain can remember for this past 1 month! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm going to go off to meet my bf for his late-dinner! Another picture for your eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202486878215060786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/SDLyQHSjvTI/AAAAAAAABIE/HRFSCgpiCYA/s320/19-05-08_2226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;loving, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;jess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-4239310219163402542?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4239310219163402542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-4195084226145640437</id><published>2008-03-31T10:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:14:52.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R_BThlj3HzI/AAAAAAAAATU/n5Ol2-ZmJmM/s1600-h/P3300096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183735007586754354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R_BThlj3HzI/AAAAAAAAATU/n5Ol2-ZmJmM/s200/P3300096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R_BTiFj3H0I/AAAAAAAAATc/E5KZadN2MZM/s1600-h/P3300101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183735016176688962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R_BTiFj3H0I/AAAAAAAAATc/E5KZadN2MZM/s200/P3300101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A picture speaks a thousand words!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-4195084226145640437?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4195084226145640437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=4195084226145640437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/4195084226145640437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/4195084226145640437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2008/03/picture.html' title='Picture!'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R_BThlj3HzI/AAAAAAAAATU/n5Ol2-ZmJmM/s72-c/P3300096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-3273765479347741702</id><published>2008-03-22T14:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T15:01:03.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>single available.</title><content type='html'>Congrats to me self. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tearfully officially single and available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more bastards or jerks in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me what happen because i want it to heal like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lau works! now, i got no more LAN TAO HUA!&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/15297353-3273765479347741702?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3273765479347741702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=3273765479347741702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/3273765479347741702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/3273765479347741702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2008/03/single-available.html' title='single available.'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-4702396671271433120</id><published>2008-03-19T19:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T19:36:19.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbly</title><content type='html'>This song is one of my favourites.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me want to find someone who makes me feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Colbie Caillat-Bubbly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've been awake for a while now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You've got me feelin' like a child now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'Cause every time I see your bubbly face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I get the tinglies in a silly place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;They start in my toes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Makes me crinkle my nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wherever it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I always know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;That you make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Please stay for a while now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just take your time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wherever you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The rain is falling on my window pane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But we are hiding in a safer place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Under covers staying safe and warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You give me feelings that I adore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;They start in my toes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Make me crinkle my nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wherever it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I always know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;That you make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Please stay for a while now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just take your time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wherever you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What am I going to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When you make me feel this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I just mmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And they start in my toes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Makes me crinkle my nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wherever it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I always know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;That you make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Please stay for a while now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just take your time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wherever you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've been asleep for a while now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You tuck me in just like a child now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'Cause every time you hold me in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm comfortable enough to feel your warmth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And it starts in my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And I lose all control &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When you kiss my noseThe feeling shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'cause you make me smile baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just take your time now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Holdin' me tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wherever wherever wherever you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wherever you goI always know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'Cause you make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Even just for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-4702396671271433120?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4702396671271433120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=4702396671271433120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/4702396671271433120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/4702396671271433120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2008/03/bubbly.html' title='Bubbly'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-9085169494405185752</id><published>2008-03-02T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T21:57:27.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Miss Lim</title><content type='html'>With Effect From Today, i've changed my name from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lim Xin Yi 林欣怡&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lim Pei Xuan 林佩璇&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Suprised?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, i made this decision after i went to see this fortune teller who is quite recommended by my boss. To be frank, i didn't really believe him at first but some of the things he mentioned was really accurate. So he mentioned that my name is going to bring me some bad stuff to my life , he asked if i wanted to change my name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I thought, if the name can't make me better, it couldn't bring me worst right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha, so that's the story of changing my name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With that, i need to do some paperwork and also my Msn is going to change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Please do add me at the msn alright~ =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:jess87xuan@hotmail.com"&gt;jess87xuan@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;jess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-9085169494405185752?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/9085169494405185752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=9085169494405185752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/9085169494405185752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/9085169494405185752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-miss-lim.html' title='The New Miss Lim'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-7269808159515719526</id><published>2008-02-26T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T23:35:09.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Scandal</title><content type='html'>I've been in between some stuff for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Person who is NEVER there and the Person who i think will be here soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things has been rather complicating recently. I had loads of problems with a guy friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;It's all got to do with a little bit of love.&lt;br /&gt;Love can be trouble yet be a blessing! i don't know what mine is. I hope it's neither.&lt;br /&gt;It's getting really tiresome to want to be with someone who is constantly not there and always making things suspicious for himself.  In the end, i can only conclude he is just playing around.&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving up on him and opening my mind to more guys out there. (quoted by Jermaine : Keep a look out for good guys!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully with a certain change in my life, i will be able to FINALLY get into a fanastic relationship. I will update more about those in time to come.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's still a lil wee too early to disclose. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my colleagues at work are all so supportive! Talks to me about everything! Work, Men, Shopping, EAting and many others. Couldn't thank them more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks girls! we should have a chalet or something coming up soon.&lt;br /&gt;Jermain should be organzing soon~ =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-7269808159515719526?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/7269808159515719526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=7269808159515719526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/7269808159515719526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/7269808159515719526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-new-scandal.html' title='My New Scandal'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-2797013736352182898</id><published>2008-02-26T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T23:22:37.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Random Post about 2008</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry for the lack of updates.&lt;br /&gt;Jermaine and some others has been nagging me about my "lifeless, ghost town-wannebe" blog.&lt;br /&gt;So here i'm , back at this tiny little corner to share my bits and pieces of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting off from the Lunar New Year of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;Things started to get buzzy 1 week before the official Lunar New Year.&lt;br /&gt;I had to get my clothes ready, my bed room presentable and my house goodies-able.&lt;br /&gt;It was lots of hard work! but i'm glad i did all of those or else i would never understand my parent's woes of preparing for the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my share to get the barbequed pork for the entire family. We are the avid supporters of Lin Zhi Yuen or rather i'm the AVID supporter of them. Well, who could blame me that their BAK GWA is nice. haha. i tried to queue for it twice but only managed to succeed on the second round. Woke up at 6.45am to make sure i can get the bak gwa early. In the end, i only managed to get it around 3 to 4 hours of wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was bored at first but guess who i met at the queue.&lt;br /&gt;Kj's Mum.&lt;br /&gt;Suprisely, they were also there to queue for the LUSTLY TASTEFUL bak gwa.&lt;br /&gt;I offered my help to KJ's Mum to help them to get their bak gwa since they are not getting much. (which is still well under the limit).&lt;br /&gt;Talk a little to Kj about friends, work and life. I guess it's still abit awkward for her. COnsidering she didn't really look at me while we had the conversation. Kj's Mum is quite cute though, she managed to hit it off with the people who were queueing in front of me. Building rapport, that's what i will call it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, New Year is over! and we are at the year of the rat!&lt;br /&gt;Actually i do have a couple of things to update about ME!&lt;br /&gt;most of you will be suprised at my decision but it's all for the better!&lt;br /&gt;will update once i confirmed the news~ =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care! my babes~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-2797013736352182898?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2797013736352182898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=2797013736352182898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/2797013736352182898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/2797013736352182898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2008/02/some-random-post-about-2008.html' title='Some Random Post about 2008'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-8358443981192803540</id><published>2007-12-28T13:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:14:55.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All About Christmas! ( Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3SPLVewkvI/AAAAAAAAAQU/2n5BfckSdW4/s1600-h/rudolph_rednosed_lrg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148897698898809586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3SPLVewkvI/AAAAAAAAAQU/2n5BfckSdW4/s320/rudolph_rednosed_lrg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rudolph, the red nosed reindeer had a very shiny nose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And if you ever saw him, you would even say it glows.&lt;br /&gt;All of the other reindeer used to laugh and call him names. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They never let poor Rudolph join in any reindeer games.&lt;br /&gt;Then one foggy Christmas Eve Santa came to say: 'Rudolph with your nose so bright, won't you guide my sleigh tonight?'&lt;br /&gt;Then all the reindeer loved him as they shouted out with glee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer, you'll go down in history.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That is one of my favourite Christmas carols!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't you feel Rudolph is absolutely the most darling reindeer u will ever see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's the story about Rudolph since it is the Christmas season. he he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer is a popular &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Christmas story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Santa Claus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'s ninth and lead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;reindeer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; who possesses an unusually red-colored nose that gives off its own light, powerful enough to illuminate the team's path through inclement weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;See how cute and beneficial can come together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay, enough talk about Rudolph... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Let's talk about my Christmas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For those people who are working, I'm sure your have a fantastic Christmas's lunch with your colleagues. Be it at the famous hotel or just some shabby restaurant, it's the atmosphere that counts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For me and my colleagues, i guess we are rather lucky to be having our Christmas lunch at the Meritus Mandarin hotel at Orchard Road. The restaurant that we visited was the Triple Three and trust me they serve fantastic seafood and deserts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The most unbelievable thing was we actually visited the restaurant on a Friday , 14th of December and already it was fully booked. Could you believe it? ha ha. I guess a lot of people are going on a holiday therefore they chose to celebrate it early? Well, that's up to you to decide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;some pictures for your delectation~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148904201479295762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3SVF1ewkxI/AAAAAAAAAQk/wFOjSQtXwsk/s200/PC140116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The poolside of the restaurant. It's seems rather old though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not sure if anybody have swam in it for ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148904205774263074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3SVGFewkyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/sjrM3WzvH14/s200/PC140117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The outer appearance of the restaurant. Doesn't really justify their posh-ness inside the restaurant though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148906533646537522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3SXNlewkzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/g0hksNo13hM/s200/PC140118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148906550826406770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3SXOlewk3I/AAAAAAAAARU/bxkHJe8VWwc/s200/PC140122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's the only guy in our company. surrounded by so many girls. Ain't he lucky! can u see all those food on the table. I can only salute to him for being able to take that much. ha ha. but he is not the last one standing in terms of eating! ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148906537941504834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3SXN1ewk0I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/-Gn17nGdjFE/s200/PC140119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a random shot of them enjoying their lunchiee!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148906542236472146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3SXOFewk1I/AAAAAAAAARE/yGW7PX5MLkk/s200/PC140120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that's Ruth, Regina and Natasha. Each from a different department sitting cohesively on a table. ha ha&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148906546531439458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3SXOVewk2I/AAAAAAAAARM/YnXgMmgfSWE/s200/PC140121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148911459974026114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3SbsVewk4I/AAAAAAAAARc/U_k0jaOsBwA/s200/PC140123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;see this picture of her shocked face! i love this candid shot! i bet if she is seeing this, she would most probably ask me to take the picture out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The second picture is cuter for her but still the first picture is the best! ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148911464268993426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3Sbslewk5I/AAAAAAAAARk/gFplEvgTKmk/s200/PC140124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our weird looking company photo 1. ha ha. Marcos looks like the emperor or something. ha ha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148914045544338450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3SeC1ewlBI/AAAAAAAAASk/WwDQws26R70/s200/PC140137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the second co. shot without marcos. majority of us are ladies but we work nicely without all the politics. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148911468563960738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3Sbs1ewk6I/AAAAAAAAARs/xCHn6-lQ30g/s200/PC140130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that's moi big boss and our cutie salesperson. he he.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148911477153895362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3SbtVewk8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/h0cs4NPIyI0/s200/PC140140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Gigantic and Mini. That's the contrast. ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm going to give you a few photos of the lustily , sinful deserts i had. Bear in mind, these are only the deserts. There was way too much food for me to take pictures and to waste time taking pictures of. he he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148914028364469202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3SeB1ewk9I/AAAAAAAAASE/OYGZfL-AEqU/s200/PC140132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148914032659436514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3SeCFewk-I/AAAAAAAAASM/a2bFuWdybkI/s200/PC140133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148914036954403826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3SeCVewk_I/AAAAAAAAASU/Hi3EoBz2hts/s200/PC140134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148914041249371138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3SeClewlAI/AAAAAAAAASc/AZBfgzy1cCA/s200/PC140135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What better way to end this post with a photo with the christmas tree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148916330466939938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3SgH1ewlCI/AAAAAAAAASs/0qua97PIS3Q/s200/PC140144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2nd part of my christmas celebration will be uploaded soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-8358443981192803540?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8358443981192803540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=8358443981192803540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/8358443981192803540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/8358443981192803540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/12/all-about-christmas-part-1.html' title='All About Christmas! ( Part 1)'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3SPLVewkvI/AAAAAAAAAQU/2n5BfckSdW4/s72-c/rudolph_rednosed_lrg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-5030239960948064613</id><published>2007-12-20T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:15:00.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything about november.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's start with something that is overdue a long long long time ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bangkok&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As usual, traveled to bangkok for a week with NAtasha. WHole lots of shopping this time round. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Traveled to more places with cheap deals. Seriously, i think Bangkok is like the QUeen of cheap shopping. Those ppl who enjoy shopping should go there especially during Nov or Dec. The weather was really cooling and you still get to see beer garden with live performaces. Where can u get that in Singapore except for some GETAI here in the 7th month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145883413541065106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nZs1ewkZI/AAAAAAAAANc/D1VWaHL887w/s320/DSC00210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our sunglasses galore. We each brought one of the sunglasses and it looks great! hhahah. some of my friends even ask me to get them one there but they usually come in one piece only. so tooo bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145883417836032418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nZtFewkaI/AAAAAAAAANk/6ocThhSB2CU/s320/DSC00211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;See this adorable pig here! He is the symbol of these super duper delicious noodles franchise they have in Thailand. Remember to try when your there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think it's called the Boat Noodle House. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My 20th Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I received about 5 cakes this time round and i'm so touched by my friends, colleagues and loved ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The first cake i've was from Jian Chong, my best buddy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Probably when he see this post, he is going to harp about the $480 dollars cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will let him has the honour of talking about it for the rest of his life. haha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, came back from Bangkok on saturday in order to attend my pre birthday celebration on Sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn't realise that so many people turn up and i'm really really glad to see all of the familiar faces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Most of the planning was done by Jian chong and so our first stop was dinner over at The Manhanttan fish market. The food there was relatively alright except that it is all Fish, Fish and SEA related products. Jiahui, Waileng and me ordered a platter but it was tooooo much and the three of us just couldn't finish it. SO we had to rely on the hungry ghosts from NS to finish it for us. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We didn't really took alot of pictures due to a number of reasons( as listed below)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i didn't bring my camera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we are practically talking all the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;forgot to take pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't remember taking pictures of the cake so i guess no chance of showing it to you. Might have to ask cynthia or waileng for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Right after the celebration on Saturday with them. I had to travel to KL for work. I wasn't really anticipating for anything because KL is really not that nice compared to Bangkok. Just curious to see what the twin towers look like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thankfully my client's office was right next to the Twin towers and i had a fantastic view of the whole Of KLCC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Also, being next to KLCC has the perks. i manage to shop around KLCC for a while. Realised that loads of shops are not avaliable in Singapore. We should really start bringing them in so that we can fight with the other countries for Best SHopping Country. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The hotel i stayed in was MAriott Hotel and it was fantastic. THe beds were so much bigger than the normal hotels. Its was like SUPER SUPER Single and the best thing is they have 5 pillows on each bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145885041333670322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nbLlewkbI/AAAAAAAAANs/MafdpTn4fYs/s320/DSC00224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, the mess on the right bed is mine. haha. I just reach the hotel not long ago and i need to pack my stuff ok! so don't complain! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145885045628637634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nbL1ewkcI/AAAAAAAAAN0/PlEe_ovSPtg/s320/DSC00225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Also, they have a pretty well-stocked minibar!&lt;br /&gt;this is only one part of the mini bar. There is still the refrigerator in the cupboard below with drinks i've tried in my entire life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145885049923604946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nbMFewkdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/hsPjlIEFoGM/s320/DSC00226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The bathroom is spacious too! this bath tub is like only a corner of the bathroom and they still have a basin, a shower and toilet. so u can imagine how big the whole toilet is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145885049923604962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nbMFewkeI/AAAAAAAAAOE/G6NBlZP-3Uw/s320/DSC00227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think my pictures don't do much justification to the hotel room. You should go try it if you have the chance. It is really enjoyable. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tt's pretty the whole deal about going to KL. Nothing else really interest me that much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After getting back from KL, i managed to take 2 days off due to my birthday . hehe. One of which, i had lunch with my colleagues from VATit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Most of them was there except for YY as she was sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145885049923604978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nbMFewkfI/AAAAAAAAAOM/NJi6edl1EKs/s320/DSC00233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's the cake my colleagues got me. It's a Gelare Ice Cream Cake. Another superb delicious cake. The only dull thing is u need to defrost it before u can eat. haha. we had a hard time defrosting the cake as the waitress in that particular restaurant went to put it in the freezer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DUH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's the picture of some of my colleagues in the co. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Most of them are single. haha. and me in the picture is U-G-L-Y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148549102173197026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R3NSIVewkuI/AAAAAAAAAQE/jTfkx7cuMU8/s320/DSC00236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another cake i've. This is from Jeremy. He got me 2 cakes and i didn't have the chance to take picture for the other one as my parents ate it before i could. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another thing to add is these cakes are nice! they are from this shop call " ROom for Dessert" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;U need to order like 3 or 4 days in advance for this but 1 week in advance for cup cakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145883404951130482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nZsVewkXI/AAAAAAAAANM/uySD45UtXFY/s320/PC040065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Along with this cake is a dinner treat from Jeremy. He brought me to this KOrean restaurant in Amara Hotel. The thing i like about there is the side dishes. So much and yet so nice. I think i will be full just by eating the sides. This restaurant has alot of Koreans eating there so i presume they serve pretty authentic food. However, it's really different from the ones i had in Korean. Still looking for the lost taste. If anybody has any introductions, please tell me! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145881781453492530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nYN1ewkTI/AAAAAAAAAMs/-cRRffRJPYs/s320/PC020050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is about 1/4 of the sides dishes served. a whole lot of others on the other side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145881798633361746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nYO1ewkVI/AAAAAAAAAM8/fRn3Mdm1MzY/s320/PC020060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;haha, more sides dishes. Aren't u hungry yet? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145881785748459842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nYOFewkUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Mgyauz_jf7A/s320/PC020055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is the main course i had. Don't really remember what part of the meat is this but it is really juicy and bouncy. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would not really recommend this restaurant to other people unless you have the extra cash and u really love authetic Korean Food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just another random introduction for these. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145881777158525218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nYNlewkSI/AAAAAAAAAMk/uUiqRh9P5tE/s320/PC020030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These waffles are avaliable in Cineleisure on the second floor. You should really try this if ur a fan of desert cause i's really crispy and GOOD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is called Apple-icious and it is delicious. Remember to try IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145873556591120610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nQvFewkOI/AAAAAAAAAME/BB7y2rcrXVM/s320/DSC00110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My heart shaped cake from DINO. It's actually quite tasty with the strawberry chips on top of the cake. Love it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me and my parents. Pretty dark because someone covered the flash. i'm guessing it to be my sister. haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145881768568590610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nYNFewkRI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ZmZuCoh4Of0/s320/DSC00114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145873569476022530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nQv1ewkQI/AAAAAAAAAMU/GMaknEJStRY/s320/DSC00112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, this cake concludes the finale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So that's about it for my birthday cakes , celebrations and pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Meet Ups with Samantha and KTV session with Winnie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145889439380181570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nfLlewkkI/AAAAAAAAAO0/xBHcQofmRV8/s320/PC090063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's the whole group of us at the KTV. Lena, me, Winnie and Aaron(UNCLE). The purpose of this KTV is to celebrate my sister's birthday. She turned 26 as of 11th of December 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Weird that i joined them for the KTV?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;they are actually all my sister's secondary school friends and of course i know them since a long time ago. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Prior to this KTV session, i met up with samantha for a movie date. She is still pretty much the same and as NAI as ever. haha. but i could see she is happy the way she is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some pictures of us cam whoring! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145889417905345026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nfKVewkgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/eROM6IZt7LY/s320/PC080020.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;her with my sunglasses~ she just loves taking picture! hhaha. vain pot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145889426495279650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nfK1ewkiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/lTVWV-k2IxU/s320/PC080032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145889430790246962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nfLFewkjI/AAAAAAAAAOs/xQZBDBLiHxo/s320/PC080034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me and her. the last time we took pictures i think it's abt Mar 07.. what a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nQvlewkPI/AAAAAAAAAMM/DLGezmNLMao/s1600-h/DSC00111.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145883400656163170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nZsFewkWI/AAAAAAAAANE/ssApCf6dZXs/s320/PC020064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time to end the post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Merry christmas and Happy holidays! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Promise to update soon about my christmas!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-5030239960948064613?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5030239960948064613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=5030239960948064613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/5030239960948064613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/5030239960948064613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/12/everything-about-november.html' title='everything about november.'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/R2nZs1ewkZI/AAAAAAAAANc/D1VWaHL887w/s72-c/DSC00210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-5678576225420685149</id><published>2007-11-24T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T18:15:25.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight , New Moon and Eclipse</title><content type='html'>I'm in love. Fallen into the deepest pits of romance with Twilight, New Moon and Eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These three are books that tells stories of a romance between a vampire, a werewolf and a human.&lt;br /&gt;It is just so incredible at how much i love the stories. I brought the first book "twilight" about 2 weeks ago and i'm fansinated at the book ever since. Shortly, "new moon" added to my collection and i finished the book in less than 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;Eclipse is the newest book to add to the twilight collection. It's actually a conclusion to the romance between the werewolf , vampire and the human. It's great, fansinating and ... words cannot describe my love for the books!&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand how such a perfect romance can exist? i mean even in storybook or real life. It's just tempting to find someone who exist just like how Edward exist for Bella. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'm just looking for another Edward for me.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i turned 20 2 days ago and i feel like 25. &lt;br /&gt;till then, loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-5678576225420685149?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5678576225420685149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=5678576225420685149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/5678576225420685149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/5678576225420685149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/11/twilight-new-moon-and-eclipse.html' title='Twilight , New Moon and Eclipse'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-4543182220928798680</id><published>2007-11-13T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T11:17:05.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thai</title><content type='html'>greetings from Thailand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Yes , i'm again in Thailand on a business trip.&lt;br /&gt;I know all of you think it's boring to be there once every month but i have no choice and i do love Thai Food and the ppl here. =PP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip is going to take me 1 week which is slightly longer then usual because of the overflow of clients i have to meet and the difficulties to get the airticket back to my homeland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying in Ascott service apartment which is great! The room is so big (it's almost the size of a 3 bedroom HDB flat). I have a bedroom , a studyroom , a living room and 2 bathrooms. What more can i ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First night was usual. Little shopping trips , a massage and a dinner at the famous som tam shop. Waited for quite a while(30 minutes). but the food is defintely worth the wait. The shop is location opposite Siam Paragon, loads of pretty girls and hunks and of course wonderful shopping areas. It's a place where girls come for their favourite hobby - shopping and guys do the oggling at girls. ahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't manage to shop too much ard that area as we are dead beat by the time we finish our dinner. But we did went for some grocery shopping. The supermarket is HUGE. i can't even make out where is where. thank goodness i have nat with me. or else i think i might just die in the midst of everything.&lt;br /&gt;hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. yesterday we went to this place call the victory monument. It has great bargains and loads of good buys. Girls should visit the place. it has cheap nail art avaliable too. I will be trying them on friday! wish me luck and i show u the pictures then. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is my second day. and i'm stuck in the room waiting for noon to come. hahah. i finished up my retrievals too early. haha. =)) going shopping again in the afternoon. THink i going broke soon. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then again.&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-4543182220928798680?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4543182220928798680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=4543182220928798680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/4543182220928798680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/4543182220928798680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/11/thai.html' title='thai'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-1537365956760457269</id><published>2007-09-27T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T21:47:16.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates!</title><content type='html'>it's weird to pass by places where memories still stays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just experienced that today...&lt;br /&gt;i didn't thought i will be around that area but work brought me to the place which i refrain myself from going since forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How it started, how it happens and how it ended still inked in my memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back into the years when i was still thinking with my brains in my ass , i realise how stupid i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have never cross the line between friends and partners. All i'm thinking was to be important and to be part of the group. I didn't realise i was missing out on alot of stuff outside of that group of friends. I'm not saying that i don't appreciate the times we have spent together. Of course , it was unforgettable but again i just think there is more experiences out there waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit i've done ten thousand stupid things and probably pissed ten thousand people off.&lt;br /&gt;but who cares when you are young and brainless?(yea, i admit i'm brainless for a couple of years) Now, i try to be politically correct, saving my own asses and living a lifestyle where i actually enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love was another aspect that i didn't really want to venture in ever since ... (let's not talk abt tt)&lt;br /&gt;i admit i was again another brainless git for giving up on the guys that actually likes me for who i am and hurting them.&lt;br /&gt;i just didn't want to commit and make promises out of thin air.&lt;br /&gt;i've tried but it just don't feel the same anymore...&lt;br /&gt;i have the feeling of getting betrayed which leads to me being paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;It's sad but i'm still trying...&lt;br /&gt;hopefully this time round, it will work.&lt;br /&gt;i guess time will tell everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traveling!&lt;br /&gt;i didn't thought traveling was addictive until i'm addicted to traveling. haha.&lt;br /&gt;planning a trip to taiwan in December with wendy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just praying with my hands and legs that the trip will happen.&lt;br /&gt;didn't wanted too many people to go mainly because i'm afraid of comflict of interests.&lt;br /&gt;Wendy being such a darling probably will be the "anything goes" person. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's weird that during those days when we were always hanging out, wendy was the last person that i will talk to. Don't get me wrong... it's not that i don't like her or i don't think well of her.&lt;br /&gt;It's just we never really get to know each other until some things happen. and i'm GLAD that those things happen or else i probably will miss the chance of actually knowing her...&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. ain't u touched????? WENDY HAU! hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i say, there are so many things unaccomplished and in less than 2 months i'm turning 20! my first step into the adulthood! Looking forward to my birthday and probably the next one as well. After that, i probably DREAD birthdays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. inititally , i thought this will be another short entry but hey, it's not too short right? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till i have the feeling again!&lt;br /&gt;Good night readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-1537365956760457269?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/1537365956760457269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=1537365956760457269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/1537365956760457269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/1537365956760457269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/09/updates.html' title='updates!'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-5311185286603223358</id><published>2007-09-24T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:30:12.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes</title><content type='html'>The title up there seriously don't mean anything except that i'm going to finish the whole of season 1 soon...&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but think what if i have the choice of having one super power, what will i choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tissue Regeneration, Leviatation, Reading people's mind or simply not feel any emotions at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I most probably choose the last one of all 4 choices...&lt;br /&gt;The main reason being i don't want to feel the need to be important, the need to feel being loved, the need to being mistreated by others, the need to feel betrayed and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, people will start saying why don't i think about the pros? Like being happy, loved and so much more... What's the point if there are pros and cons in everything, i rather not feel at all then i won't be stressed to do things that i shouldn't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's complicated and i doubt anyone understands. But Hey, this is just some rantings, no need to understand it that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is getting more hectic and my health is getting poorer. Feel headaches almost everyday and sometimes even body aches.&lt;br /&gt;Most people tell me i need a rest but where in the world can i get more time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully , i won't need to travel until the end of dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much accomplished today.&lt;br /&gt;Went for gym classes, met up with sec sch mates and went to visit my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it.&lt;br /&gt;i hope next month will be less busier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;till then... see ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-5311185286603223358?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5311185286603223358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=5311185286603223358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/5311185286603223358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/5311185286603223358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/09/heroes.html' title='Heroes'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-2579120837116336857</id><published>2007-09-16T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T12:20:47.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>i've been sitting in front of this page for fifteen minutes and i still do not know what to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i don't have much interesting things to write other than my work and work and more work.&lt;br /&gt;I get to meet so many people but i'm just not excited anymore.&lt;br /&gt;haha, life is getting repetitive as i write this post. Hardly anything appeals to me anymore, not even movies and books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent my friday at St. James with my colleagues. Talked to this funny guy in the club. haha, i guess he is really bored or just plain friendly. He keep talking to me , asking if i want to drink their alcohol and things like that. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Mebbie someone in my group of friends appeals to him and he takes me as a bridge to get to know her? haha, too bad we didn't talk much or i might have to be the matchmaker. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might be flying again soon... this time round, mebbie to indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i'm scared. After all those earthquakes? bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, love life is still a blank. I'm just waiting for someone to fill up my pages.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, i'm not desperate or anything. Just updating my life as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you ppl, till i write again. TATA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-2579120837116336857?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2579120837116336857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=2579120837116336857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/2579120837116336857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/2579120837116336857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/09/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-5266796045930687963</id><published>2007-09-08T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T18:58:34.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Important Shit</title><content type='html'>why do stupid siblings like to think they are so important that they are not neglible in any sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially when you have to share a room with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are basically one way thinkers who doesnt give a damm shit about others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best example - My sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, she hogs the wardrobe - shelves and the tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i'm younger , it doesn't matter because i don't own a lot of clothes while she on the other hand has enough clothes to open a shop on its own.&lt;br /&gt;Best thing about her is she takes the main wardrobe and gives me just 2 slots on the pathetic side wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;So now, i'm older with more clothes and more belongings to be stored. I figured i need my own space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i told my father, "Hey dad, i need a new wardrobe! i can't possibly live with such a tyrannical sister in my life. blah blah blah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my dad got convinced and he sort of promised that i get my own wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;so, i went for my trip in bangkok and came back to find myself furnished with a new wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;It comes with a mirror and sliding doors which is sweeeeeeeet and not to mention practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's the second day i'm back in sg and i'm quarreling with my sister. Because, she feels that without  her approval, i won't be able to get my wardrobe which makes her like the QUEEN of the room. She's so full of shit that i want to vomit all my dangling intenstines on her - well, tt's just a graphical description. which of course will not happen because i would be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;with shitness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess&gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-5266796045930687963?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5266796045930687963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=5266796045930687963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/5266796045930687963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/5266796045930687963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/09/important-shit.html' title='Important Shit'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-7828583449638044255</id><published>2007-08-25T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T10:41:10.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OBvious ain't it?</title><content type='html'>Am i not being obvious enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangkok soon. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-7828583449638044255?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/7828583449638044255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=7828583449638044255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/7828583449638044255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/7828583449638044255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/08/obvious-aint-it.html' title='OBvious ain&apos;t it?'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-9127575985439867448</id><published>2007-08-12T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T01:29:31.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expression</title><content type='html'>It took me almost a year to realise things just ain't going to be the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't wanted to admit it but it's just so obvious. The signs and symptoms are there.&lt;br /&gt;Why m i so blind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to call you but you just don't call back.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to ask your out for dinners, KTVS or clubs but it just didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is just  happening again. I asked u 2 weeks ago or mebbie earlier then tt but what do i get? A rejection that i have to ask myself the day before and you won't even tell me by urself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be understanding because 2 of u are studying and 1 of u is working. However, what are the chances that 90% of the time i'm being rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time i really know that our friendship is gone.&lt;br /&gt;We can say Hi and Bye but what's the use?&lt;br /&gt;You are no longer the girl i know and we both have already grew up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate this entry to the 5 other ppl whom i grown up with so much in Cathay.&lt;br /&gt;It was great knowing all of you but it seems the friendship ain't going to work.&lt;br /&gt;i've tried but i'm tired and sick of thinking about the past and expecting it to happen again in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know in ur heart that we have already grow too much apart and the only thing that pulled us together in the first place was Cathay.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, good luck to your work and studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubt i will be blogging anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;I will be flying off to Bangkok again this week.&lt;br /&gt;Bless me and rest of all. just take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-9127575985439867448?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/9127575985439867448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=9127575985439867448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/9127575985439867448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/9127575985439867448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/08/expression.html' title='Expression'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-338286113453796606</id><published>2007-08-04T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:15:02.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUSHROOM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mushroom Pot is having a promotion for ladies!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated Rong and Sher for a mushroom festy at orchard point which is at the 4th floor of OG.&lt;br /&gt;haha. quite isolated though. not much people as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally get to meet up with SHER. haha. she kept saying something about being the supermodel. the pictures later will speak a thousand words. hahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, there is this auntie in the restaurant who took an interest at RONG. Apparantly, her son also does piercing and tattoo i think. She kept asking ROng abt whether it's painful or is it difficult to get a job out there. so funny!! ROng is like a small celebrity. she is AUNTIE KILLER! hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096739833734967682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrtB4AZbMYI/AAAAAAAAALM/_mUQXyWaAZ4/s320/P1030101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Our first round of spread!! Seems little? haha. dun worry. it's just the beginning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094645629156274498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrPRNQZbMUI/AAAAAAAAAKs/cRL58sLquqc/s320/P1030103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;our dark and nutritious SOUP BASE! it's herbal ok.. mai siao siao! hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094645629156274514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrPRNQZbMVI/AAAAAAAAAK0/D-uaTvL7ZO4/s320/P1030109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my favourite of all times.. MAN TOU!! hehe. the texture and the sensation is just wooooo.. hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094645633451241826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrPRNgZbMWI/AAAAAAAAAK8/2eQlUhJWy7I/s320/P1030115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tt's me and rong! She looks so SKINNY!! haiz. betta meet her often to make her grow fuller! hahah&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094645633451241842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrPRNgZbMXI/AAAAAAAAALE/TPvC76DG6as/s320/P1030116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahha. i loves this shot !!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096740838757314962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrtCygZbMZI/AAAAAAAAALU/UC5zN0V5UB4/s320/th_P1030120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;our dear sher as a super model! ahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096740843052282274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrtCywZbMaI/AAAAAAAAALc/Fp7ME7dAJsc/s320/th_P1030123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;us 3. can't see very well. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096740847347249602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrtCzAZbMcI/AAAAAAAAALs/JX6jOQiV4Jo/s320/th_P1030132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096740847347249586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrtCzAZbMbI/AAAAAAAAALk/GQqmB3nJ8_w/s320/th_P1030131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i hate paparazzi!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096740851642216914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrtCzQZbMdI/AAAAAAAAAL0/6YqPjPyUQA4/s320/th_P1030133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ARTISTIC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-338286113453796606?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/338286113453796606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=338286113453796606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/338286113453796606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/338286113453796606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/08/mushroom.html' title='MUSHROOM!'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrtB4AZbMYI/AAAAAAAAALM/_mUQXyWaAZ4/s72-c/P1030101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-8096072617052438976</id><published>2007-07-28T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:15:05.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day Dream Fulfilled!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The title says it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've fulfilled my dream of watching the national day parade at the newly erected "stadium". The view was spectacular. The sea as a backdrop, the comfortable air that blows to our face and the always so pretty fireworks. If given a chance, i will go back to watch again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All thanks to Hweeteng who provided me the ticket to stop my "Ranting" about going to the NDP. Luckily, i picked up her call or else i will have miss the chance to catch this pariotic parade. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met up with her after my gym! She was late. duh.. as usual. haha. nothing much to complain about. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Brought breadtalk , polar and some 7-11 stuff for her brother and our own little picnic. hahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met her brother at the esplande. Cute little boy and amazingly, he is the same age as me. hahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm started to feel reallly reallly old! The cute little boy was the one who provided us the tickets. Apparantly, he was quite lucky as he is the first one to get the preview tickets in his sector or something like tt. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;So me and hweeteng sort of benefited from his Heng-ness! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked out to the esplande and we saw huge crowds of people! IN RED! haha. pariotic Singaporeans. Security was pretty tight this year. Bags and liquids have to go through the sensor which makes things a whole lot more slower and difficult. However, we still live with it! It's our safety we are talking about here. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094066358327127890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHCXQZbL1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/B-pxduAXDO4/s320/IMG_3403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;See the redness! even new year also dun have this kinda syndrome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094066366917062514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHCXwZbL3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/xhE1x479x0s/s320/IMG_3405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it was raining earlier. thank god , it stopped raining ard 4 to 5pm. Or else, i will be really disappointed. =((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094066362622095202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHCXgZbL2I/AAAAAAAAAG8/jdrwPKDUDMw/s320/IMG_3404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;teng and me. the queue is too f**king long therefore we started to camwhore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , we cleared the "customs" and proceed to the stadium! It was really cooling and we didn't feel hot at all. That's pretty new because the old stadiums or parade was usually cooped up! circled! it was never a open area like that. so, we had this really nice cool breeze. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sitting in the blue area which is by the side but thankfully the view was still not that bad. We have this huge LCD tv where we can see those small dots(" humans") on the sky or the small dots("humans") on the sea clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mass display was rather average this year. I'm guessing it's because our seats are not that well built that we can actually see the formation. We have to rely on the helicopter videoman to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, it is not the show that was important. I'm thinking it's more of a Singaporeans coming together to celebrate this important day of our nation that is significant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094069665451945858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHFXwZbL4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/GSnbQuZIAoU/s320/IMG_3409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Our non-patriotic auntie who is wearing white and blue. haha. she's really one in a million in that spectators seats!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094069674041880466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHFYQZbL5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/8pmxiCnPd2o/s320/IMG_3410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;one of the big posters that are seating at the entrance. don't u think that uncle in red seems like a part of the big posteR? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094069678336847778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHFYgZbL6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/sgU7EwotvcE/s320/IMG_3416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;first glimpse of the floating stages and a hundred dozen of heads and very bad lighting. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094069686926782386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHFZAZbL7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/RGgqiwMJMGg/s320/IMG_3419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;our CBD area. Commonly known as Crazy Busy District.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094071413503635394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHG9gZbL8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/CpbkDbRdtcQ/s320/IMG_3420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;this picture is hilarious. the guy is actually posing for us. haha. he seems kind of "manly". haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;he must be thinking : " KNS, why this 2 girls taking my picture? Aiya, don't care. pose first! " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahha. we actually just want to take the pictures of the "red" pariotic crowd of singaporean and not the greeny SAF officer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094071422093570002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHG-AZbL9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/p5zw0cyCtew/s320/IMG_3421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tt's how the floating stage looks like. didn't remember the weather being this dark. haha. see the brightly colored human standing in the picture. That was suppose to be the cheerleaders or something like tt. ain't them the cutest? haha. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094071426388537314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHG-QZbL-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/AfqkBdHxfCY/s320/IMG_3427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the 2 cheerleaders.don't u think they look like chick** but at least they are quite cute! they each gave me a balloon!!! nice of them eh? hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHIxgZbMAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_xm6V51n0Xw/s1600-h/IMG_3449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094073406368460802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHIxgZbMAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_xm6V51n0Xw/s320/IMG_3449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;our national day flag!!! it's super damm close to us this year. like a 100 metres?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHIyAZbMBI/AAAAAAAAAIU/7GuUVg5JZL8/s1600-h/IMG_3451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094073414958395410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHIyAZbMBI/AAAAAAAAAIU/7GuUVg5JZL8/s320/IMG_3451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i forgot what is this called! anybody who know , please enlighten me~ =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHIyQZbMCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/NYxndNNrHi0/s1600-h/IMG_3456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094073419253362722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHIyQZbMCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/NYxndNNrHi0/s320/IMG_3456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; The SAFs forced to post in the middle of the spectators. Quite pathetic lar, cannot see their face den like animal in the zoo. Kana FORCED! ahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHIywZbMDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rx0OreqRCFA/s1600-h/IMG_3470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094073427843297330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHIywZbMDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rx0OreqRCFA/s320/IMG_3470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The expressway beside the stage.. yea, it's sprouting this sparkles. quite nice but abit too redundant! ahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094073402073493490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHIxQZbL_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/6gEdAZ9f-rU/s320/IMG_3447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;us before nightfall.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094075287564136530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHKfAZbMFI/AAAAAAAAAI0/FvaH1GQFgY4/s320/IMG_3479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;us with a background of the mass display. (though i think ur can't see, lighting problem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094075283269169218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHKewZbMEI/AAAAAAAAAIs/O5nIa9Hnyq8/s320/IMG_3476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;see the balloons behind us? hehe. cute huh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094075321923874946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHKhAZbMII/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZL6ZJGc2Nyk/s320/IMG_3491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the fireworks is great!!!!! hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;I won't be in town this weekend. Will be taking a long break over in bangkok! bless me , people! i need the break~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;jess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-8096072617052438976?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8096072617052438976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=8096072617052438976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/8096072617052438976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/8096072617052438976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/07/national-day-dream-fulfilled.html' title='National Day Dream Fulfilled!'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RrHCXQZbL1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/B-pxduAXDO4/s72-c/IMG_3403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-913012982910915071</id><published>2007-07-17T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T21:44:05.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bangkok</title><content type='html'>HI people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greetings from bangkok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope ur are missing me!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-913012982910915071?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/913012982910915071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=913012982910915071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/913012982910915071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/913012982910915071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/07/bangkok.html' title='bangkok'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-3480717422187779729</id><published>2007-06-24T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T10:03:50.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random post</title><content type='html'>greetings to everyone,&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the lack of updates. i know your must be either cursing me or %^&amp;^&amp;amp;*( me.. but i don't mean it. Seriously, just too busy to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bangkok last weekend for work and only came back 4 days later.. didn't do alot of shopping but everybody says i've brought too much. haha. i spent about 200 SGD? Is that counted alot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  wasn't feeling very good over the weekend, some unavoidable things happen and got me thinking quite alot. i was sort of hoping that retail therapy might help a little. but in the end, i still feel bad after coming back to sg. Decided to take things as it comes, don't want to force too much or anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's my daddy's birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;Think i will be taking loads of pictures later... so hang in there , ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-3480717422187779729?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3480717422187779729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=3480717422187779729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/3480717422187779729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/3480717422187779729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/06/random-post.html' title='random post'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-7739768530553993552</id><published>2007-05-25T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T22:35:15.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New webbie design</title><content type='html'>hmmm.. Lazing around in my little tomato town on a friday night while most of you ladies out there are CHIONG CHIONG CHIONGing for GSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things i like to buy.&lt;br /&gt;For example&lt;br /&gt;1) a guess wallet&lt;br /&gt;2) Loads more tops&lt;br /&gt;3) Loads more bags&lt;br /&gt;4) Loads more bottoms&lt;br /&gt;5) Loads more accessories&lt;br /&gt;6) Loads more GOOD MEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess of all, 6 is the hardest to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;hahha. Hopefully, GSS comes with this kind of sale.&lt;br /&gt;i think you girls will surely agree with me ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;it's a hectic friday for me. Been travelling around this few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Never had a good rest at all. Somehow, i just want to get my ass out of Singapore as soon as i can.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for a shopping KL trip next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried a few restaurants recently, but no time to post up the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Just bear with me.=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because i'm not around physically, doesn't mean i'm not there for you.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, i'm a call away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSSS... i 'm hoping for a clubbing night. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-7739768530553993552?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/7739768530553993552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=7739768530553993552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/7739768530553993552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/7739768530553993552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-webbie-design.html' title='New webbie design'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-3055269605981599517</id><published>2007-05-22T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T19:49:11.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dental Day</title><content type='html'>Hi Hi Hi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back with another stupid, useless and boring post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my secondary school friends over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Had some "me" time with myself.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it isn't really that fantastic but still i'm glad i've met up with them.&lt;br /&gt;Brings me back to the actual age which i am.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying my life as i should be and not being stressful about things i shouldn't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the times when we were in class and also the times where we hung out after school.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, it just brings me back to EARTH and also to WHO I AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the dental today. It is just freaking scary considering the strong smell they have in the clinic.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor had me went for an x-ray.&lt;br /&gt;The radiograph of my teeth is super hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Because, i can see my whole set of teeth and also my wisdom tooth which is charting out horizontally. &lt;br /&gt;I wish the doctor would let me keep the radiograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i got a dead tooth which needs to be de-nerve, root-canal-ed and also crowned.&lt;br /&gt;which means i got to go back like 3 times before i can start pulling out my wisdom tooth and also do my braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor doesn't approve of me doing braces now considering the fact that i've a dead tooth.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P for my dead tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back for the de-nerving tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of all the things they are going to do.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's not anything scary or gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update after my dental appointment tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-3055269605981599517?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3055269605981599517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=3055269605981599517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/3055269605981599517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/3055269605981599517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/05/dental-day.html' title='Dental Day'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-6464022760347788729</id><published>2007-05-14T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T20:02:48.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's coming back</title><content type='html'>Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;my tooth ache is coming back.&lt;br /&gt;brought back memories that i didn't thought would flow back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My illness, my history and of course my unwanted memories are flowing back to me. UNWILLINGLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what m i supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;somehow, some where it is hurting me and my relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's getting tiring to go through this again.&lt;br /&gt;Advise me on what i should do and what i shouldn't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i ain't prepared enough.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in pain. emotionally and physically.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-6464022760347788729?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/6464022760347788729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=6464022760347788729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/6464022760347788729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/6464022760347788729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-coming-back.html' title='it&apos;s coming back'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-1619135694089886879</id><published>2007-04-16T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:15:07.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm staying at home again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time due to rashes on my legs and hands. It's superrrrr uglyyyyy and also super duper itchyyy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so unresponsible, i wish i didn't have the rashes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what to do, it's my bad for eating seafood on saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more seafood for me , at least not until i dun feel so itchy anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, except for that itchy rashes. i had a great weekend. Met up with poly mates. Mag, adrian, alex, cheewei and luhao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had yuki yaki for dinner.i came later due to seeing a friend in city link and accompanied her to buy something for her bf.. and so, i reach there and started eating. i didn't need to cook much because we had adrian and alex there cooking.. Me and mag was busy gossiping and talking about our new phase of working life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheewei and Luhao wanted to join us but when they reach, there is this irritating lady who didn't allow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm seriously confused. They said something about only giving us 2 hrs to have our dinner but thats apart from the case i'm going to talk about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My point is. i already had a table ard 6.40pm so my table will end about 8.40pm. My friends wanted to come join us @ ard 8pm. We ask if we could extend the timing but the lady said no. HAVE u ever seen a restaurant that will reject customers who will give them extra revenue? Frankly , i think that restaurant is the first one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just so superbly stupid lar. Anyhow i went to talk to the manager and apparently. He said he didn't serve our table so he can't help us. I mean WHAT THE F**k!! u are working in the same restaurant as that lady and here .. you are telling me its none of your business? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What kind of a service attitude is that? I seriously think they need to bring their staff for a upgrading course for CRM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the only thing that stopped me from complaining even more are the servers. They are quite friendly though and they always smile when we needed help. THE ONLY FAULT IS THAT LADY! apparently , she's not a local and i guess that kinda explains why is she not as flexible. ANother thing i'm angry about is , what do she have to keep looking at our table??????????????????????????? SHE KEPT LOOKING AND LOOKING. EXCUSE me! i need my privacy in eating my own cooked dinner also. PLease keep ur eyes to urself and don't stare at us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;JUST ANGRY ANGRY ANGRY. Don't ever go to that restaurant if you do not want ppl to stare at you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enuff rantings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053897700513106674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RiMNLpI_SvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/mrjJDfGZgbs/s320/J%C3%AD3si000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;take 1 for me and mag. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053897709103041282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RiMNMJI_SwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Pr3iV-uDp1Y/s320/J%C3%AD3si003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;take 2 ! caught a stranger at the back of the photo! hahah. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053897713398008594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RiMNMZI_SxI/AAAAAAAAAFU/y16aDZK1ZCw/s320/J%C3%AD3si004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the "smart alex" of our class! hahha.. no bad feelings lar. anyway, he is really smart lar! our merit holder.. anyway, some of our class ppl thinks he's quite a catch. So ladies, please book your queue number!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053897717692975906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RiMNMpI_SyI/AAAAAAAAAFc/RB7RUOatFW0/s320/J%C3%AD3si005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;another of our merit holder but too bad he is attached to our dearest mag. So girls, i'm sorry! ahhaha&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053897721987943218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RiMNM5I_SzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/oxJqiOfD4rs/s320/J%C3%AD3si006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the fun-iest part of our buffet!! we will playing with the ice-cream trying to make it look like what is in the advertisment but we couldn't. which is kinda sad! so after failed attempts, we asked the waitress to teach us and guess what , we did it!!! Alex is so proud of his ice cream as you can see! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Coming up , is our clubbing photos with the cathay people! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Although i left that place , there is still many many memories!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me and my favourite yan yan!! besties like forever!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053899989730675538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RiMPQ5I_S1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/xsFZCcUVRzM/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053899989730675554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RiMPQ5I_S2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/lIcqwjkWBxk/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;me sweating after boogie-ing on the dance floor! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053900926033546130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RiMQHZI_S5I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fxP71AjUch4/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the 3 of us! i think sam is rather high. she can't seem to open her eyes at all! ahahahha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053900930328513442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RiMQHpI_S6I/AAAAAAAAAGc/no5gXFurj4c/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;me and wendy!! we never seem to get pretty photos but that apart from the point that we are besties!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053900934623480754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RiMQH5I_S7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/r_plp_vdgxI/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i somehow forgotten how nice we look everytime we took picture together. I guess that's because it's been so long!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053900938918448066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RiMQIJI_S8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/WiyL-sobYQM/s320/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;evon foo!!! first time introducing to my blog. haha. she's a cute cute lady in the making!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-1619135694089886879?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/1619135694089886879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=1619135694089886879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/1619135694089886879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/1619135694089886879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-staying-at-home-again-this-time-due.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RiMNLpI_SvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/mrjJDfGZgbs/s72-c/J%C3%AD3si000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-3489171411416468056</id><published>2007-04-12T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T19:28:15.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm.. came back for a little update!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads of pictures to upload but haven't receive from the rest so your will have to wait wait wait wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went clubbing yesterday @ MOS. Had some fun but then some incident came up at the last minute so abit spoil! ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight might be going as well.. should i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. RNB nite.. tempted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-3489171411416468056?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3489171411416468056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=3489171411416468056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/3489171411416468056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/3489171411416468056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/04/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-3011230496825588943</id><published>2007-03-30T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:15:07.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/Rg0GAvxiitI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gOp_3vLXvw4/s1600-h/225px-Harry_Potter_and_the_Deathly_Hallows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047697367246211794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/Rg0GAvxiitI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gOp_3vLXvw4/s320/225px-Harry_Potter_and_the_Deathly_Hallows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Betcha u know wat i'm going to talk abt.&lt;br /&gt;The cover art is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-3011230496825588943?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3011230496825588943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=3011230496825588943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/3011230496825588943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/3011230496825588943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/03/betcha-u-know-wat-im-going-to-talk-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/Rg0GAvxiitI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gOp_3vLXvw4/s72-c/225px-Harry_Potter_and_the_Deathly_Hallows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-31300564050464864</id><published>2007-03-30T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T00:14:02.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Updateesss</title><content type='html'>i've finallly finallly finallly GRADUATED!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH!!! Can't believe that i've pulled through all this months and years of studies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graduation ceremony is in july. Will anyone be there? I hardly doubt soo.. well, see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean things are unpredictable. Who knows, i might be attached by then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about being attached.. i've a sudden feel of wanting to get attached but then i've no suitable candidate now. hmmmm.. guess its the enviroment again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently working in a tax consultancy firm in raffles and everything is going well for me. Although its abit too early to say but i got a gut feeling that it is going to be wonderful. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda late.. guess i will just update another time. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-31300564050464864?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/31300564050464864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=31300564050464864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/31300564050464864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/31300564050464864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/03/some-updateesss.html' title='Some Updateesss'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-3403158607534414647</id><published>2007-03-09T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T20:56:19.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://studentlink.mdis.edu.sg/nokiaMDIS/nokiavote.asp"&gt;http://studentlink.mdis.edu.sg/nokiaMDIS/nokiavote.asp&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me vote for my picture!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOTE FOR THE CHINGAY CHINGY KIDDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-3403158607534414647?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3403158607534414647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=3403158607534414647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/3403158607534414647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/3403158607534414647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/03/httpstudentlink.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-2738068293215341250</id><published>2007-03-03T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:15:08.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello hello~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i'm free for another blog entry.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037726843005386338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RemZ32jJPmI/AAAAAAAAADw/0LP5nev8aL0/s320/IMG_2929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;don't know if your can see the picture but its horribly funny. haha.. apparently,snow white refuse to wake up even though prince charming gave her loads of kisses because of the bed being too comfortable. funny? haha. i thought so. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chingay 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mag gave me,hweeteng and phyllis tickets for chingay 2007. Although it'a a pre-parade, i enjoyed myself nevertheless. haha.. Saw alot of different ppl from different ethnic groups.And took alot of photos as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. Basically, not going to use words to talk but using pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037728333359038066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RembOmjJPnI/AAAAAAAAAD4/qYihjT-boeU/s320/IMG_2930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is the first blur picture i took while walking towards the chingay performace area. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is this irritating girl over at the USHER area who appears to be SUPER FOREIGNER BIAS. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were over @ the takashimaya side and our places were over at paragon side...The performace was in the middle of the road so appparently all the roads were close. All we need to do was to cross the road and we will reach our places but the girl refuse to let us in and told us that they are not allowed to. No choice, we had to go through the tunnel to lucky plaza. Needless to say, it was PACKED and we had to squeeze through everybody like hambugers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, my point was  we went over the other side and the next thing we saw. They let ANG moS cross the road like their big back ass owns the road. Although it doesn't affect me too much but mag was FURIOUs. SHE wanted to go back and scold the person but of course we stopped her. ahahha.. or else i think she will be on the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037728337654005378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RembO2jJPoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vTWRXC-13c0/s320/IMG_2931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture is taken over @ our side towaeds meritus mandarin. Nothing much to talk abt just some random pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037728341948972690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RembPGjJPpI/AAAAAAAAAEI/19mO7IBynRE/s320/IMG_2952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;THe dancing mania of the carnival. This kid is super active. He has been dancing from the start till the end and the amazing thing is he dances on tip toes. haha. mag tried to seduce him with a pack of potatoes chips but apparently she failed.. think she is too scary. haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037728350538907314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RembPmjJPrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0d0jCXxMOSo/s320/IMG_2961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037728346243940002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RembPWjJPqI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/X9MYlcZwdQE/s320/IMG_2960.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Know what's this? TRANSFORMERS. though i dun know why are they doing at the side of the road but still hahaha. gonna salute to them for wearing such a thick and heavy costume. it must has been torturing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we enjoyed our selves alot and loads of pictures are not uploaded yet because my DEAR mag is unable to send me the big file of pictures so ur gonna wait for awhile. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alrite.. till then.. cya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-2738068293215341250?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2738068293215341250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=2738068293215341250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/2738068293215341250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/2738068293215341250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-hello-finally-im-free-for-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RemZ32jJPmI/AAAAAAAAADw/0LP5nev8aL0/s72-c/IMG_2929.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-6679577341846942127</id><published>2007-02-22T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:15:08.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Happy Birthday Angeline!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must have been a very bad friend. haha&lt;br /&gt;i almost forgotten about angeline's birthday and also had forgotten she went for a trip that she had written on her blog.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, happy birthday girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. CNY was very very busy as well.&lt;br /&gt;Met a whole load of relatives that i don't even know and also visited some pretty nice ppl's hses.&lt;br /&gt;Dad is having some problems with ang bao this year since my mum is angry with him and she doesnt want to help him out. So everything is up to my dad. Gonna really look up to my dad, he can cook, gamble and socialise very well. MY DAD IS ULTI-TALENTED. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, i heard from sam that kj invited me to her hse but then by the time i knew it. haha it's too late. it is already over. Anyway, i doubt i can make it as well. So thanks for the offer but i shall pass. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually wanted to visit samantha's hse today but then she didn't call back so i presume she's busy or something. In the end, wasted my time at home reading books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH ya.. talking about books. Harry potter final instalment is due on 21 JULY 2007.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;The title is " Harry potter and the deathly Hollows".&lt;br /&gt;IT sounds abit gruesome but i think i will love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034336050967230402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/Rd2N9x3YN8I/AAAAAAAAADk/m3BVR3ttLTM/s320/0545010225_01__AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_V45006832_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml, i will be having my minor surgery.&lt;br /&gt;don't need any of the sympathy, just wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;* don't look at me. i don't have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-6679577341846942127?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/6679577341846942127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=6679577341846942127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/6679577341846942127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/6679577341846942127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-birthday-angeline-i-must-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/Rd2N9x3YN8I/AAAAAAAAADk/m3BVR3ttLTM/s72-c/0545010225_01__AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_V45006832_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-4124986593147474452</id><published>2007-02-10T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T18:28:25.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm baccccckkkkkk tooooo lifeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally finished all my projects on hand today.&lt;br /&gt;It's been such a hectic school semester.&lt;br /&gt;I definetly don't want to go through it again but i've learnt and realise alot of things while doing my endless list of projects.&lt;br /&gt;haha. Not going to elaborate on all the boring boring things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to go happy-hour once in a blue moon during those horrible months. Overall, i'm just glad it's over.. For those who wanna kaypoh on my personal life, come back on this coming thursday. I will update everything about me!! ahahhaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams is this monday and tuesday , and after that... I"M FREEEEEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY after 13 years of studies.. I can rest for a few months and decide on my future career path.. UNI OR WORK ?&lt;br /&gt;THat's my fundamental question now.. hahahha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-4124986593147474452?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4124986593147474452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=4124986593147474452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/4124986593147474452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/4124986593147474452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/02/hahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-7115786792846749729</id><published>2007-01-01T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:15:09.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy New Year Everybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lack of updates again..&lt;br /&gt;Though, i was on a 2 week holiday but still I have been very busy with my projects and work. I know it's nothing unusual but please bear with me, alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 has been a very frantic year. Too many changes and too many happenings.&lt;br /&gt;In the first few months of 2006, i thought that i was in the worst senario ever. Having my ex-boyfriend left me in the end of 2005 and the lack of friends. Nobody would ever guess that the something far worst will happen in the later few months of 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i left Cathay Cineplexes. I've worked there for 2 years plus and made alot of friends. I'm still amazed at how determined i was to quit cathay. I still remember the first time i went for interview in cathay. Memories are still coming back to me till this day... Everything that happen then and now had too much of an impact on my life. I will never forget that place and everybody there. Now, it's time to move on to another place for another phase of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i had to leave some of my friends. This is something that i have prayed with all my heart that it won't happen at all. Nobody want it to happen but it just did. When you read till this part of the blog entry, i presume some of you already know what happen. The truth is, nobody knows about it totally. Most of you only listen to one side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, i have two friends i feel that i need to tell them something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metta :&lt;br /&gt;I know things turn out bad for the both of us and you might think i am still being angry with you. The truth is, i still care for you and because i care that is why it matters to me so much.&lt;br /&gt;Although i don't know the real reason on why you didn't came for my birthday, i think it doesn't matter anymore since it's now over. I wish you well and best wishes in everything you want to do. Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KJ :&lt;br /&gt;All i have to say is Best wishes to you and dean. May all goes well for you as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog entry might seem abit depressing to some of you but the truth is, I'm happy, really happy. Over the months , i grown up quite abit. No longer the young and ignorant kid. Going to hit my 20s in less than a year's time. People will start asking when am i getting hitched and stuff like that. I'm prepared to face whatever comes and fight it off. Bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for some pictures and event updates. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samantha and me for my belated birthday celebration&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015376430039217330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RZoySl9atLI/AAAAAAAAADA/Bv-hDD_YQ7E/s400/s68359706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random shot of me hah! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015376683442287810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RZoyhV9atMI/AAAAAAAAADI/cDTepQlW0vY/s400/SP_A0029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;cakesssss.... Parrisss!!! hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015377293327643858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RZozE19atNI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ayCSeXALOvc/s400/SP_A0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This new year, i just wish everything to be well for everybody out there, especially my family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blessed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-7115786792846749729?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/7115786792846749729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=7115786792846749729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/7115786792846749729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/7115786792846749729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-day-of-2007.html' title='first day of 2007'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RZoySl9atLI/AAAAAAAAADA/Bv-hDD_YQ7E/s72-c/s68359706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-6513573643085845308</id><published>2006-12-18T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T00:19:35.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swenson Ice Cream CAke!</title><content type='html'>Just a very short blog entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took over alan's shift today.. It's 12 noon to 10 pm. I can't believe the crowd lar..&lt;br /&gt;We serve over 300 cups of ice cream today. Approximately, 2 mins per cup.&lt;br /&gt;Call us superb can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vault of durian we had to change it like 3 times?&lt;br /&gt;Omg.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ivy almost went crazy... Good thing we had our mp3 there to sing along too. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i did irritate her alot of times today and she almost wanted to beat me lar. hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw alot of cutie and hunks today. hahha. don't misunderstood...&lt;br /&gt;my cutie and hunks are all young kids who come and buy ice cream.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;next time i take picture of them. Mebbie some of ur might want to start thinking of having kids. hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love selling ice cream! No more stress from managers, not much politics and best of all.. the customers are forever so nice.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.. did i mention i got my latestttttttttt belated present!&lt;br /&gt;It's a swenson ice cream cake..&lt;br /&gt;black forest something... haha&lt;br /&gt;thanks jeremy. =))&lt;br /&gt;delicious and look yummy tooo.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't ate them because its too late.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;i shall eat it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yadah yadah yadah!!!&lt;br /&gt;everybody' s been saying.. he do so many things, you won't be touched mehz?&lt;br /&gt;my reply?&lt;br /&gt;if everybody do the same thing for me, i get touched so easily den won't i be super busy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, somewhere deep inside me.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna be a baby again.&lt;br /&gt;but it's not possible, because i've been contiminated with desires and sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya~~&lt;br /&gt;something else to mention..&lt;br /&gt;my dear samantha brought me a box of condoms.&lt;br /&gt;hahha.&lt;br /&gt;the best thing is i opened the present in a restaurant thinking its a box of chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;i was super paiseh, and samantha and the bf still can laugh @ me.&lt;br /&gt;This is the conversation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samantha: "jess! this condoms have expiry date one lei."&lt;br /&gt;jess:"hmmmm.. and?"&lt;br /&gt;samantha's bf:"use before expiry date lar.. "&lt;br /&gt;jess:"use with who? no bf lor"&lt;br /&gt;samantha's bf:"ur 2 flings lei?"&lt;br /&gt;samantha:"ya lor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dduhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;i wanna stay a virgin!!!&lt;br /&gt;at least till i found my true love which i don't believe it exists anymore. hahah&lt;br /&gt;so meebbie u can buy me tt again when i'm married. hehe&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind a doll house full of condoms. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;unlimted supply..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads more to update about the past few weeks..&lt;br /&gt;Interesting stuff and activited that i never done before..&lt;br /&gt;but i'm wayyy too tired and busyyyy&lt;br /&gt;so ur have to wait alrite.. hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-6513573643085845308?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/6513573643085845308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=6513573643085845308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/6513573643085845308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/6513573643085845308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/12/swenson-ice-cream-cake.html' title='Swenson Ice Cream CAke!'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-1633199179467758366</id><published>2006-12-13T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T00:33:53.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random post</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s been so hectic for me that I thought I’m going to die. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t know the last semester before graduating is going to be HELL. I just regretted that I never did my best for my past semesters. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Maybe because in the past, I thought friends and work are important. That’s why I gave up a lot for them. It’s all stupidity! I could have worked hard for my past semesters and I might be going through the last semester like a breeze. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, I know it’s no use complaining but a little bit of whining does no harm to anyone right? &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This year’s Christmas will be slightly different from the past 2 years. I’m no longer working in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Cathay&lt;/st1:place&gt; and those people who I used to celebrate Christmas with are no longer the same.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, it’s a bit ironic that I enjoy spending Christmas with them and yet I do not want to face them. I guess things are still insanely unstable for me. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I do know that sometimes people do interpret my blog entries as me being a jealous, angry or even moody person. I do not care about what other people say but I do care about people who care about what I think. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have a very good feeling this Christmas season. I do not know it’s because I gone through quite a lot of stuff or what. I feel that I’m fortunate enough to have a family to go back to at the end of the day and I want them to know that I will give them my best and no other people around us can try to hurt them.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s just some random entries, maybe to kill some boredom for my blog readers. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I will update soon regarding my visit to Parris International Buffet Restaurant today. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Till then~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-1633199179467758366?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/1633199179467758366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=1633199179467758366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/1633199179467758366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/1633199179467758366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/12/random-post.html' title='Random post'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-7843164108584304115</id><published>2006-12-02T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:15:11.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Pictures that i promised!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having toooo much time so i decided to learn a little of photoshop on my own. Don't ask too much alrite? i'm still a noob. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to say sorry to some people out there. I wasn't being myself for quite some time, had to make ur suffer for my mood swings and stuff. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm really S-O-R-R-Y!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;22th November 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003945819673427506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RXGWNgDvfjI/AAAAAAAAACA/TYJ-PuT4yVo/s400/mos+lighting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Something lame i came up with. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just a whole load of pictures and redundant stories and words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just enjoy the pictures alrite~!(pretty girls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;First Contestant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cynthia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this picture of us is really sweet(except its taken inside the toilet).Don't ya think? Come On.. Be Honest~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003769498381024658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RXD12QDvfZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WaLvgs4oqRY/s400/cynthia+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Second Contestant&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jiahui&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My gonna-be-9-years buddy! We quarrel and have our differences but we still stay together.. Heart her to bits!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003769506970959282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RXD12wDvfbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/BsIh_cEMoLs/s400/jiahui_me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3rd Contestant&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wendy Hau&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A girl who loves dancing and is also one of the best cathay mates. She is single, anyone wanna know her? hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003945828263362114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RXGWOADvfkI/AAAAAAAAACI/DHabR6nF7m4/s400/wendy_xinyi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4th Contestant&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Phyllis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't look at her boyish outlook ok.. She has her softer side as well. She is still morphing in process&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.(Don't even dare to mention she looks younger den me ok!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003945811083492898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RXGWNADvfiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/PjP_nyUbeHA/s400/me+phyllis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5th Contestant&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jinhua!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The single hot chick! Her body will make u go gaga, her smile will make u go weak! hehe. a lovely and gentle lady. i give her a nickname too! Dancing queen.. haha.. that night she complained about not dancing enuff. omg. horrible. =))&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003944372269448674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RXGU5QDvfeI/AAAAAAAAABY/q-bvji_bej8/s400/jinhua+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;6th Contestant&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;HweeTeng&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I always call her auntie but actually i dun mean it lar. It's just a joke. I sometimes might complain about u but i still love talking to u. So continue to bear with me, AUNTIE! hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003769502675991970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RXD12gDvfaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ef52xSkT4jI/s400/Hweeteng_me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;7th Contestant&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Strongest of all girls!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She is the most outgoing gf i have. Just wanna say, really appreciate that u came down tt nite. hehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003945806788525586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RXGWMwDvfhI/AAAAAAAAABw/yDIan6DnhT0/s400/me+and+peiqi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Group photos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We took alot of photos but i only managed to edit 2 of them. I'm lazy. blehz-yadayadayada. Don't complain, at least u have photos to see alrite!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cathay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;They make my day that night. They make it all worthwhile while working for cathay. Of course, there is a group of people who didn't make it but i guess i can never be ttoo greedy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003944350794612162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RXGU4ADvfcI/AAAAAAAAABI/pcZei0lbX1g/s400/cathay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Deyi Secondary!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Besties don't know since how long ago but... Time is not an issue for us anymore. I love all of u!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003944363679514066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RXGU4wDvfdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/n2bSfZnhfyw/s400/deyipeeps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Realised most of the picture is taken inside the toilet?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ahah.tt's because the lighting at the dancefloor is not bright enuff. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not to forget the guys as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003950106050788946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RXGaHADvflI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eNSRhJYnJ9w/s400/ZhiweiJackson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And lastly, a photo of myself! I'm a obsence self lover. =))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003944380859383282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RXGU5wDvffI/AAAAAAAAABg/k6hJujyazzk/s400/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Again, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Signing off&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-7843164108584304115?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/7843164108584304115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=7843164108584304115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/7843164108584304115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/7843164108584304115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/12/pictures-that-i-promised-i-was-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPdCY6bEISk/RXGWNgDvfjI/AAAAAAAAACA/TYJ-PuT4yVo/s72-c/mos+lighting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-8209431926558350474</id><published>2006-11-29T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T22:04:55.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apart from the disappointment, everything went fine..</title><content type='html'>My photos are all in! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hearts it totally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though i'm not very pretty but wat the heck. I'm happy and that's enuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only took some people with my secondary mates. We didn't bring camera so we had to rely on Waileng's Sony Ericsson W850I. I have to say, the camera is not that bad. in fact i think its pretty neat. hmm..a phone worth considering. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met up with jianchong for a movie @ cineleisure before meeting the rest of my mates. We watched "Step up". I've to admit this movie is kinda good and it makes me wanna go boogie again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically, its like a cinderalla story-line except that the main character is a male. Nothing much, just great songs and neat moves. Get the OST if your can cause it's worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was late in meeting up with waileng and the rest. I'm sorry.. (though its abit weeny late) Being the nice girls they are, they waited for me to finish the movie which ended 15 mins later then the time i'm supposed to meet them. hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After which, Its CRYSTAL JADE~~!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love crystal jade's lamien and the xiaolong bao~!!(mouth savory)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, its photo galores!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2889/1867/200/313723/CJ_random%20photo%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;A rather random picture taken by my dearest. hahah. i guess she wanted to remember the times she had with me. (shyS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2889/1867/200/324685/Elizi_waileng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Making their debut appearance!!! elizabeth and waileng. hehe. I wanna matchmake waileng!! any guys up for it?? (email me!)hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2889/1867/200/340111/Elizi_ugly%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok.. i've to admit. i look pretty ugly for this picture. Kinda distorted. haha. but still its the person i'm taking the picture with that matters. hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2889/1867/200/286192/me_cynthia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;know who is this?? it's my sporty gal~ cynthia. Isn't she the sweetest? too bad, she's attached! oh ya.. see the group of uncles behind us? they are jianchong's besties. ahahhaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2889/1867/200/220545/Xiao_LOng_BAO_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahaha. just a random picture, because i'm hungry right now! haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2889/1867/200/146525/jiahui_me_cynthia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;BESTIES in the HOUSE!!! JIAhui and cynthia! i love this picture.. We've changed so much but our friendship stays~!!! i heart ur both!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2889/1867/200/560853/group2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this picture is taken by jianchong's friend. I forgot its beatrice or liang ming. either one. ahhaa. anyway.. thanks.. The both of them were kinda cute and interesting. I swear jianchong is gonna go after beatrice sooner or later!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Presenting the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VIP of the DAy!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2889/1867/200/488874/birthday%20cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;MISS CAKIE!! hehehe.. its so nice of it to drop by on my birthday. hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had to take a picture with her..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2889/1867/200/543057/me_cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahha. she's so sparkling. i love it. the effect is great..and thanks again for the cake. hehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2889/1867/200/384931/DSC00313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;gonna end this blog entry with this picture. haha. this is taken on a cab. cute eh.. yaya.. i knowww.. its the camera effect.. tadahdahdahdah... ahhaha. at least i feel i look good. BLEHZ!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-8209431926558350474?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8209431926558350474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=8209431926558350474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/8209431926558350474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/8209431926558350474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/11/apart-from-disappointment-everything.html' title='Apart from the disappointment, everything went fine..'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-4425837887647074440</id><published>2006-11-29T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T09:27:31.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back again.</title><content type='html'>I've been a very very very lazy girl.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy slacking, projecting and working.&lt;br /&gt;Alot has been going on but don't really wish to elaborate it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos came in already and i will be blogging it out by this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;hahha. be patient, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.. i forgot to thank all those who turn up.&lt;br /&gt;There is waileng, cynthia, jianchong, jiahui, elizabeth, jackson, zhiwei, peiqi,hweeteng, jinhua,phyllis and wendy. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Ur make my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had my "waterfall" that day. Thanks to jackson and zhiwei. I think they really want me to get drunk but too bad.. i didn't.. ahha. ur can try harder next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in class now and i got nothing much on my mind now. Just pretty stoned.&lt;br /&gt;reach home abt 1am yesterday. Not going to say much abt yesterday because that will be another post. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. til then, back to internet marketing.&lt;br /&gt;blehz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-4425837887647074440?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4425837887647074440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=4425837887647074440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/4425837887647074440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/4425837887647074440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-again.html' title='back again.'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-6814453985138179710</id><published>2006-11-24T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T10:11:51.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just something to talk about before all my photos come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only wendy turned up for my birthday for the cathay side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know how disappointed i'm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet u didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked ur to come out for clubbing like 2 weeks ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ur still didn't appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya. u said u will try but guess wat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment i saw u working in cathay, i knew u wun turn up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for a sms or a call to tell me that u wun turn up or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it seems that i want too much from u. Even a rejection will do much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 2 1/2 years, i tot i found myself a group of trusty friends but i wrong again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i have to go through things like that again and again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not whining. I just need to say this things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After wat happen between me and kj, all of u changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the most lovable in the group and neither m i the crowd bring-er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's the reason why ur prefer her to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friendship is so pathetic-ly fragile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the times we went through, working, hanging out and even goofing ard becomes just a mere memory. Something that will stay but not missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALl those words u told me are meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ALthough we leave this place, but we can still go out together."&lt;br /&gt;Ask urself, how many times have i asked u to go out and u rejected me?&lt;br /&gt;Ya, work and studies are important. but is it tt difficult just to hang out with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wendy takes the time out to go out with me. samantha takes the time to hang out with me. Even angeline ate dinner with me once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U always tell me nothing change. u wun change because of that matter.u will be fair but ur not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do u want to believe that u tried? HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just not mature enuff to handle this matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-6814453985138179710?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/6814453985138179710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=6814453985138179710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/6814453985138179710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/6814453985138179710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-didnt-appear.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-8182774152273709614</id><published>2006-11-17T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:03:22.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am watching House of the Wax as i typed this entry.&lt;br /&gt;This is super disgusting, i can't imagine anything worst then this.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my f**king god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris Hilton is hot but she got killed eventually. hah, nothing to be suprised. Bimbos always get killed. Chad Micheal Murray is inside too. He is super duper deliciously cute, hard to resist and just the type of rugged man most of the girls like. hah!&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, this show is some scary shit. If u have a faint heart, dun even try to rent it at ur nearest video store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, talking about my day, it was tiring yet fufilling. I had classes @ 8am till 11am.&lt;br /&gt;One thing about the timing is= "I hate this time slots."&lt;br /&gt;Because if i don't have my breakfast, i will be so hungryyy...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had a entrepreneurship discussion with the SBM people. It was kind of fruitful as in we had something in mind that we feel that we can do it. The only problem is we need to find out the cost, so overall it's not tt bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went gym today with jinhua. I didn't really do anything strenous at all. Just do some running and cycling.  JInhua was really tired so we left early to bathe before setting off for our last lecture of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a call from brother and it happens that it's his gf's birthday today. So i'm gonna stay @ home and celebrate with her. haha.. It's the first time i celebrate her birthday so it is kinda weird. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be a long day. I might be going down to town to pick up pda from jeremy and mebbie catching a movie with hweeteng. Let's see how it goes tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-8182774152273709614?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8182774152273709614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=8182774152273709614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/8182774152273709614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/8182774152273709614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/11/am-watching-house-of-wax-as-i-typed.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-8640701662115873255</id><published>2006-11-16T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T21:55:32.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel my body's immune system going down the drain. Been having some uncomfortable problems for sometime. Today was the worst, felt strength-less and weak. Maybe it's because of my eating habits. I need some nutrients, something to put me back on track. I can't afford to fall sick during this 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;BLAH!Go away u stupid sickness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than my sickness, i had a sinful and unhappy day. It's really stupid on why i feel unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;It's all because of my project. What was suppose to be a privillege became a burden. We had a discussion today,about my project. I was pissed with my "project mate". He thinks that we are shooting him because we don't like him. It was suppose to be a debate, not anything personal.&lt;br /&gt;To me, he sound cocky and rude. BLEHX@_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had botak jones today. LARGE PORTIONS. I'm so full after my meal tt i can hardly walk. I think i had cajun chicken or something like tt. WE all became very full and then realise we had a mud cake too. hahha. the mud cake is nice but too bad they didn't have any ice cream to go along. haha. I'm defintely going back there again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked home from the botak jones stall today. I don't know why but just thought i need some time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We will still be able to go out even though we go different ways"&lt;br /&gt;This quote i will always remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling abit depressed but well it's all part and parcel of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than 6 days to my birthday.. Defintely looking forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;I have clubbing and dinner lined up for that day.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder will my cathay friends turn up?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. tt's a question i can't answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tommorrow!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-8640701662115873255?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8640701662115873255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=8640701662115873255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/8640701662115873255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/8640701662115873255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-feel-my-bodys-immune-system-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-3322606752650557453</id><published>2006-11-15T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:53:29.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>been so long...</title><content type='html'>Hi people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my title says, its been some time ever since i blogged something about my life.&lt;br /&gt;Too many things, too little time. I need 48 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt; Erm, no.. i think i better stick to 24 hours or else i will get too much free time. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyhow, forgive me ok? *puppy eyes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2889/1867/200/PuppyEyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ain't that cute?? i want a dog like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talking about my life... It has been rather complicated. Not that it is unhappy or anything but more of a i-got-no-time-for-u thingy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need to say a hundred thousand sorries to you people out there. U know who u are. Last week was a nightmare, i kept stressing myself about my Java project and Enterprise project. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I rewrote my whole report since Mr Seetoh said i can hand it up again. All the effort i put in, my team members didn't read it until i reminded them again when another week started. I was feeling unappreciated. I really wanted to do well for this sem, i can't afford failing any modules this time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also redid my Java Project's UI(user interface). It's a nightmare. Too many redundant information and too many loopholes. I guess i need to really spend time to look into the database. I hope we don't get discredited because of the outlook. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Besides worrying for my project whole week long. I kinda quarreled with 2 people. All i can say is, i am really sorry. I wish both of u would think through what i've said. I really need to concentrate on my studies, nothing else matters. Anything can wait till i graduate. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was super uper wearisome. I had 2 ICAs in the morning. 1st was Internet Marketing and the 2nd was Java. I completely flunked my java. I was so dumb, the answers are in the mCQ yet i failed to realise that. How stupid i'm? haha. Don't even bother.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was supposed to be National Education Lesson at 2pm, but we got smoked. Turns out the lesson was cancelled and we ended up shopping @ the arcade for almost half an hour. haha. girls are shopoholics..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went for a seminar for hospice care. I really learned alot. The fact that i wanted to go is because my grandpa lived in the hospice before he died. He had lung cancer, i always remember him bringing me to primary school. When it's raining, i will have plastic bags over my shoes incase i get them wet. Although its embarrassing but its memories that i cherish. He always dotes on us even though he don't say it out. He is also the typical good husband kind. i never saw him quarrel with grandma before. Just regret tt i didnt know life is limited and he suffered so much. Now, he should be peacefully in heaven. I missed him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With that thought, i'm going to end for today. Come back for more posts alright! i promise more pictures and posts to come. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-3322606752650557453?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3322606752650557453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=3322606752650557453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/3322606752650557453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/3322606752650557453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/11/been-so-long.html' title='been so long...'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-116272606509263943</id><published>2006-11-05T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:12.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thinking back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have chosen a different path..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since i've chosen a path like mine.. i decided to make the best out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might nt be the smooth-sailing kind for me but i'm happy with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no denial, no hocus pocus and nothing for anybody to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want a life like mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In time of crisis, i saw my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't deny me the chance to cry, talk and shout about the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U denied me the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U gave me a title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U make me think the time and effort spent is worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just sick and tired thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEER UP JESS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u will be able to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody can help u if you don't help urself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER -----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt really bad today for messing up ur day.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry..&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what else to say..&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up and don't think about that "Xin Yu Xin Yuan" anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END OF DISCLAIMER----&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-116269476136265583</id><published>2006-11-05T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:12.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Post</title><content type='html'>Random post!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to update about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to KTV with wendy and samantha.&lt;br /&gt;Watched movie with a couple of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. i caught covenant le!!&lt;br /&gt;Although the guys inside are not eye candies..but yet. they are soooo cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops.. its the cute guy thingy inside me that is talking. ignore me !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited about my birthday..&lt;br /&gt;Although its nt really a celebration but i've asked a couple of friends to join me for clubbing..&lt;br /&gt;Not really sure whether they will turn up or not. but still i'm positive that i will have a fun time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need ur votes..!!&lt;br /&gt;Butter Factory or Dragon FLY??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nv went dragon Fly before.. hmmm.. heard its expensive..&lt;br /&gt;tell me ur views alrite.. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya!tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-116269476136265583?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/116269476136265583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=116269476136265583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/116269476136265583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/116269476136265583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/11/random-post.html' title='Random Post'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-116234691326492028</id><published>2006-11-01T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:12.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been so long.</title><content type='html'>anybody missing me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the lack of updates.. I didn't have the time to sort out my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting ups, projects and tutorials are all killing me.. PLUS i got another commitment!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GYMING++ SWIMMING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's been a horrible week for me.. but i'm aiming to lose weight now!! ahhahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GIMME SUPPORT HOR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and ya.. u must be wondering why i have the time to blog now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tt's because i'm in class and i'm suppose to be doing my tutorial. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i already finished it.. so tadah.. i've extra time. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok. the teacher is gonna start teaching so i will update again.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;till then.. =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-116234691326492028?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/116234691326492028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=116234691326492028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/116234691326492028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/116234691326492028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-been-so-long.html' title='it&apos;s been so long.'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-116119677720763163</id><published>2006-10-19T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:12.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Wishes..</title><content type='html'>my birthday is coming!!!and ya.. i've tot of a wish list!!hehe..&lt;br /&gt;i got a few things on my mind rite now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st and foremost on my list&lt;br /&gt;a new HP!&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need a new hp . I've lost mine during august and now i'm surviving on phyllis handphone.=((&lt;br /&gt;I'm aiming for a samsung or LG phone.. Gladly be E900 or the CHocolate phone.. but think its abit too ex..Chocolate phones is coming out in white and pink. i think i would love the white one. haha &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/KG%20800%20colours_mdl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;Will appreciate if anyone wants to contribute to my fund.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd on my list&lt;br /&gt;Trekking Havianas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good for me as i have to go business school so many times and they won't be able to catch me even though i'm in flip flops because they have a strap behind. hahahaha &lt;p&gt;for ur informationi'm a size 9.. ahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;blehz &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd on my list&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bags , Shoes and Accessories. hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lastly,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i would love it if your would celebrate my bdae with me.. Ask me out ba~!!!  =))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-116119677720763163?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/116119677720763163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=116119677720763163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/116119677720763163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/116119677720763163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/10/birthday-wishes.html' title='Birthday Wishes..'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-116108832727013162</id><published>2006-10-17T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:12.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jian Chong's Bdae</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This entry is longggg overdue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of Jianchong's birthday pigging session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess he's going to tag something bad abt me once he see this post. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/DSC00178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;haha.. stupid jianchong wants to be like me.. tiny eyes~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;he is an idiotic person but overall nice lar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Too bad he had to meet me before meeting others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;he ended up carrying my bag for me throughout the journey. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hahaha. i know i know. i'm evil but its the way things works for him and me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Abusive, weird but good friends...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/DSC00179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;haha. seriously, this don't look like me. everybody agrees(my sec sch mates) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/DSC00184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Introducing Junmin into my blog. His virgin appearance in my blog. hahah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jianchong? dun need to say much lar. whahhaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/DSC00188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this one is a snap shot of samuel and cynthia. hahah. cynthia looks like she hitting samuel or something. Samuel become man liao wor. hahaha ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/DSC00189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;tt's me and denise. Isn't she cute? I envy her big juicy eyes. why can't i have them!!! =((&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/DSC00201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TT's cheeyong @ the back. He just refuses to take pictures.. Stubborn fella..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/DSC00212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jian ji and his gf.. kristal(forget how to spell her name). A very petite and cute lady. A constrast to jianji's character. ahahha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/DSC00205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TADAH!!! Time to cut birthday cake.. Jian chong's 19th birthday.. he have to grow up lar. or else tt somebodi wun be interested liao.. =))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/DSC00206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Super act cute face. hahaha. but anyway.. hope u had a nice birthday.. =))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deviation:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time to think about my birthday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How to celebrate?? hmmm..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;People, pls ask me out hor.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-116108832727013162?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/116108832727013162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=116108832727013162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/116108832727013162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/116108832727013162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/10/jian-chongs-bdae.html' title='Jian Chong&apos;s Bdae'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-116099542927158887</id><published>2006-10-16T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:11.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>extra..</title><content type='html'>I'm troubled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your actions make me think i no longer exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a tyre. An extra one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-116099542927158887?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/116099542927158887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=116099542927158887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/116099542927158887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/116099542927158887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/10/extra.html' title='extra..'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-116044990847609544</id><published>2006-10-10T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:11.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVO CITY</title><content type='html'>Just got my butt up from sleeping not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was damm tired due to a few late nights.&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for elizabeth's birthday gathering @ marina square.&lt;br /&gt;Watch movie with jiahui and waileng @ cineleisure&lt;br /&gt;Went exploring vivo city with jinhua and phyllis.&lt;br /&gt;ate supper near NUS campus&lt;br /&gt;went ktv-ing with jiahui near thomson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha.. tt's basically wat i did last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya!! i must comment..&lt;br /&gt;VIVO city is soooo HUGE..&lt;br /&gt;we had to walk like 10 mins to find the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;GV is like tucked in one corner where nobody can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watch world trade center in GV MAX.&lt;br /&gt;the screen droops to the floor and the size can be compared to the grand cathay.&lt;br /&gt;The leg room is so much better then cathay.&lt;br /&gt;The sound system over @ VIVO  is not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;Went to cineleisure last weekend to watch" u me and dupree "and the quality sucks. There is this wavy sound in the middle of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COnclusion:&lt;br /&gt;GV MAX is the better cinema.&lt;br /&gt;Cathay has the better location.&lt;br /&gt;Cathay need to buck up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur gonna try it if ur have the chance.&lt;br /&gt;I'm defintely going back there for more movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i'm going to gym with jinwei!!&lt;br /&gt;Have to shake off the fats!!&lt;br /&gt;and most probably gonna have to watch ROB-b hood with him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go for some me-time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-116044990847609544?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/116044990847609544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=116044990847609544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/116044990847609544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/116044990847609544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/10/vivo-city.html' title='VIVO CITY'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-116015990446557836</id><published>2006-10-07T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:11.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dedicated to angel</title><content type='html'>i think my reply is gonna be so long i will take up the whole tag board.&lt;br /&gt;So i'm gonna reply u here alrite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how much u and the rest of the group wants to get things back to how it was then.&lt;br /&gt;I wish for that to happen too but if you were me, i bet u would differ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOme changes had already happen although i hate to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;it already done. Nothing can change that.&lt;br /&gt;Not even if the other party is willing to scarifice anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i afraid to say that the picture will not happen again.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, the rest of u might think i'm the one being childish again.&lt;br /&gt;but then again, have ur ever had that situation happen to u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, i know its no big deal. Get on with life.&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to do that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya.. i just want to say sorry to those peeps who cared.&lt;br /&gt;i might be abit off the rocks hurting ur with the words i used.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry, i was just being crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To kj, wendy, angel , samantha and metta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How we got to know each other, how we developed this friendship was incredible.&lt;br /&gt;Ur the best people i've met during my time in cathay.&lt;br /&gt;I really liked and appreciate all of u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wendy, angel , samantha and metta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the times we hung out and have fun together but i will not look back.&lt;br /&gt;Ur can still ask me out anytime. i promised i will not reject if i'm nt busy.&lt;br /&gt;Keep in close contact ok?&lt;br /&gt;And i know ur sad abt this matter.. i really dun wan to see ur sad.&lt;br /&gt;So for everybody's well-being, let's cheer up and move on..&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-116015990446557836?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/116015990446557836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=116015990446557836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/116015990446557836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/116015990446557836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/10/dedicated-to-angel.html' title='dedicated to angel'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115994219688972842</id><published>2006-10-04T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:11.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bIRTHDAY BIRTHDAYS!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to JianCHong and my dearest WEIYI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many october babies!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. 2 of them are my besties that's y i'm leaving their names here.. =PP.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknowingly, we already know each other for 6 yrs le..&lt;br /&gt;SO FAST!! no wonder i'm feeling kinda old already.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;She remains the same happy nut as she was 6 yrs ago..&lt;br /&gt;i miss her like crazy..&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, i couldn't spend ur birthday with u..&lt;br /&gt;We shall meet up when waileng is free as well.. alrite?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NExt.. of course is my "always kana beaten-bited-pinched-slap-suan" bestie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEN SOH JIANCHONG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hahaha. how? u old liao.. i can still beat u notz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dun know wat to get for him.. and when i ask him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he ask me to be his part time.. but i think he's kidding lar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;whahahahhaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Later gonna meet up with my secondary friends  to celebrate the stupid jianchong's birthday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha.. wonder where are they gonna eat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm hungry just thinking abt it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hope i will be able to take alot of pictures today.. and i shall post.. =)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115994219688972842?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115994219688972842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115994219688972842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115994219688972842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115994219688972842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/10/birthday-birthdays.html' title='bIRTHDAY BIRTHDAYS!!'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115985570177794941</id><published>2006-10-03T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:11.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some thoughts!</title><content type='html'>After reading angeline's blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started thinking.. was it me???&lt;br /&gt;all along??&lt;br /&gt;making this group like a scattered sand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno should i care or shouldn't i..&lt;br /&gt;Some minor things , i care too much..&lt;br /&gt;Some major stuff, i care too little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this event, i dun know if i care too little or i reacted too much..&lt;br /&gt;some stuff, i just dun know hw to react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that those kind of photos will not appear again..&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it also depends where u stand.&lt;br /&gt;it's normal for u to care for somebodi closer to u..&lt;br /&gt;i understand that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna say,&lt;br /&gt;we are still friends.&lt;br /&gt;Changes happen, so we just need to live with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115985570177794941?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115985570177794941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115985570177794941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115985570177794941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115985570177794941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/10/some-thoughts.html' title='Some thoughts!'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115980379001861954</id><published>2006-10-02T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:11.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samantha's HOUSE!!!</title><content type='html'>Guess wat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally finally.. went over to samantha's house..&lt;br /&gt;It's been 1 freaking plus plus year since i ever step into that area..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;but i'm over it so tadah!!!&lt;br /&gt;here i'm blogging abt my darling samantha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;ok.. 3 things that never change..&lt;br /&gt;1. Her room is still very untidy&lt;br /&gt;2. FYFY is still barking @ me&lt;br /&gt;3. Her brother is still so intimidating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Thought she needed some company especially since so many things happened.&lt;br /&gt;so i went over.. reached abt 6 plus and went a little shopping with her @ westmall.&lt;br /&gt;i brought my foundation, facial wipes, contact lens solution .&lt;br /&gt;Cost me abt 30 plus plus..-_-'&lt;br /&gt;She brought 2 yan yans which she finish in less then 10 mins.&lt;br /&gt;hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________ACTION_________&lt;br /&gt;She's Mrs YAN YAN&lt;br /&gt;WHile i'm MRS hello PANDA&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whahahha.&lt;br /&gt;QUICK!!&lt;br /&gt;We are having promotion..&lt;br /&gt;msn us to ask us.. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a suga daddy or suga brother.. ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;retail therapy is stil the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we "tabao" horfun and hokkien mee to her hse and started watching illegal tv. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty funny.. considering i keep laughing lar.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. phyllis came over too.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and guess wat we made her do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE OVER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha did phyllis' makeover herself.. from makeup to clothes and to accessories.&lt;br /&gt;She's the future inspiration to fashion makeovers. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i think we should do in house makeovers.&lt;br /&gt;it kinda makes the customer more relaxed and thus the picture wun turn out too fake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa..&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna tell or show the pictures here because i think ur should anticipate about her change. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;but still.. the blog owner stil decided to post abit of photos of herself and samantha. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/Photo-0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tt's me on samantha's bed.. haha. messy huh.. cause we are doing out secret mission!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/Photo-0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;me and samantha.. she look cute in this picture.tt's y i'm posting it up.. haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/Photo-0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahha.. tt's samantha's loose powder.. its becoming my cam whoring equipment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="88" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/Photo-0025.jpg" width="114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;wanna know our secret mission??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;stay tune for more.. =PP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/Photo-0036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i kinda liked this photo. but too bad samantha is not looking up.. HMPH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LAst but not least. a pHoto of the blog owner..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TADAH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/Photo-0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And also..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THANK you to those who cared!!! it feels wonderful to be loved by ur.. =))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115980379001861954?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115980379001861954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115980379001861954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115980379001861954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115980379001861954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/10/samanthas-house.html' title='Samantha&apos;s HOUSE!!!'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115943176153747333</id><published>2006-09-28T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:11.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day out..</title><content type='html'>thoughts of the day:&lt;br /&gt;" What do u want me to do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I went out with waileng and her band mates yesterday. We had loads of fun. Busy updating about our life and the ongoing gossips between the group.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost all of them are attached and i predict peiyu will be the first one to get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Jack's Place over @ the heeren. Can you believe it? We are the only table over there and also the loudest.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took some pictures but julyn haven't send to me yet so you guys need to wait. ok?&lt;br /&gt;*brrrr*&lt;br /&gt;All of them became so pretty..&lt;br /&gt;it's time i change my look too. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. most importantly, i finally get to meet up with waileng. Updated her about my life and she updated me abt her AH HONG.( u know who are we talking abt rite?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. the 4 of us, Julyn, peiyu, me and waileng all went to china town to buy some accessories.&lt;br /&gt;it's super cheap there.. !!!&lt;br /&gt;i spent almost a hundred dollars. hehe&lt;br /&gt;but i 'm happy.. i guess that is wat we called retail therapy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after shopping @ chinatown. Peiyu and Julyn had to leave first.&lt;br /&gt;So me and waileng proceeded to meet my hubby!! ehehe.. BRIAN~&lt;br /&gt;he's sooooooooooooo CUTEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to watch gigolo wannabe.&lt;br /&gt;The show is damm hilarious but its kinda like a comedy too.&lt;br /&gt;me and waileng shared a chicken pie while my hubby had one for himself.&lt;br /&gt;its super filling and nice..&lt;br /&gt;Please go and try ok..&lt;br /&gt;worth the money.. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, go home time liao..&lt;br /&gt;Phyllis came to fetch me because she is around that area. We den send waileng and my hubby home.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home almost @ 11pm. Was super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!SOmething to announce!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... i got 2 motivators now..&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. they are respectively jeremy and jinwei. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is going to go shopping with me and the other is going running with me..&lt;br /&gt;Hiaks! 2 guys . hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. wanted to say a great thank you to them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really appreciate the times they bother to call me and make sure i'm alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115943176153747333?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115943176153747333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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AS IF I WANT U TO BREAK UP WITH DEAN CAN????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO U REALLY THINK I WOULD ASK U TO DO THAT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whateva it is , its already done.&lt;br /&gt;i also dun know wat u can do to salvage this friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Neither do i know wat i can do..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115940740764174032?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115940740764174032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115940740764174032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115940740764174032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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just chose the wrong timE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya.. mebbie i'm the kind of person u said i'm.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the sort of friend that would explode @ wateva u do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat do u want me to tell u to do?&lt;br /&gt;if i tell u to do anything. will u do it?&lt;br /&gt;i highly doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought it upon myself.&lt;br /&gt;ya. ur not the cause of it..&lt;br /&gt;i'm. everything could be fine if i graciously accepted that u and dean is together.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just the super jealously chick who doesnt want u to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;mebbie this is how it should end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got no more strength to argue.&lt;br /&gt;everytime this goes online. my heart only starts to bleed more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115932226144628954?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115928665124778845</id><published>2006-09-26T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:10.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not alright right now but i will be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mebbie i was nt meant to have true friends in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god wanted u to be the one to change my point of view in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want for everybodi is to be happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got no more strength to explain to other people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've left cathay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wil be the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cathay helped me to grow up alot but its time to move on..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115928606947834051</id><published>2006-09-26T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:10.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>u always seems so natural even if u are doing the wrong thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun know whether u and him together is right or wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i cannot comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there  are some things i want to point out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u really care about wat i feel, u shouldnt have used me.&lt;br /&gt;things would be different if u told me right from the start..&lt;br /&gt;if u ask me, i would have told u.&lt;br /&gt;u shouldn't act as if u cared but in actual fact, u are just caring abt wat things i can tell u abt him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya.. i know i'm nt worth of u trying to be friends again.&lt;br /&gt;because u already had him..&lt;br /&gt;u know.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot bring myself to hate u even though u've done so many things.&lt;br /&gt;but i know i can't forgive u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u told me before, u onli plan to be with dean when u broke off with jin yuan..&lt;br /&gt;den wat's up with the " want to be with d for so long " in ur blog and u onli broke up for 1 week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've already gave up dean a long time ago. He is not the reason i'm soo angry with you.&lt;br /&gt;He's just a friend right now.  I admit i did try to put on a mask to let ur feel that i've forgotten him.. but its alright, it's already over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; yes. u should have expected this to happen when u made tt decision.&lt;br /&gt;dun act as if u care for our friends when ur the cause of all of this.&lt;br /&gt;dun preach in front of me. i dun need it , especially not from u.&lt;br /&gt;i really dun need a devil in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i felt that i had a need to say this to dean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really like kj, treat her well and let her be happy.&lt;br /&gt;There are people out there waiting to make her happy.&lt;br /&gt;dun make a mistake with ur feelings.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it might just hurt someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115928606947834051?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115928606947834051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115928606947834051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115928606947834051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115928606947834051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/09/u-always-seems-so-natural-even-if-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115915369612793170</id><published>2006-09-25T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:10.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;To the ger whom i used to treasure as a friend :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not say ur the cause of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like u say, nothing's wrong in being with the one u love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i hope u will  change for him since ur with him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u've already hurt people without  knowing it . Dun try to hurt people when u know u will hurt them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another person in this world might just lose everything because of wat u've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can afford to lose me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can bring myself to forget u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things, once done you will never be able to bring it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know u do not regret because u've already got wat u want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not expect a sorry from u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's already over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115915369612793170?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115915369612793170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115915369612793170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115915369612793170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115915369612793170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-ger-whom-i-used-to-treasure-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115909566855090268</id><published>2006-09-24T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:10.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dun even know hw to title this blog entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a very very angry yet true entry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who believe, thanks. For those who suspect.. it's alrite, because i got nothing more to lose nor gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 yr and 2 months ago.. i had a boyfriend.. let's call him A..&lt;br /&gt;A has been very good friends with a girl. Let's call the ger B.. B was quite close to me in the sense that we always hang out as a group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got together with A, i didnt go around telling all the people. I only told those whom i get to talk to them or i wanted their blessings. But i didnt tell B.&lt;br /&gt;It was about 2 or 3 weeks i think.. i dun remember.. At my workplace bbq, she found out @ A's house. She was angry, moody and sad. i Dun know which emotion is she having.&lt;br /&gt;She made me feel really really guilty. She make me feel that i didn't tell her about me and A is wrong, so wrong of me. that i felt really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said sorry, apologise .. all the while thinking.. its my bad... my bad for keeping this from her..&lt;br /&gt;and i realise..&lt;br /&gt;someone wouldn't be sooo sad because u didn't tell her, instead she should be blessing u when she found out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we had some cold shoulders. We didn't go out for almost 3 months. Of course, i was in the wrong too. Because i didn't give any time to them.. My time is all given to my boyfriend, school and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things between me and my boyfriend didn't work out..&lt;br /&gt;For me, we broke up because i've a very temper. While i was willing to change, time wasnt at my side..&lt;br /&gt;i cried day and night, regretting about everything. My friends stood by me..&lt;br /&gt;In the group, i dun talk much to her. but we has those conference calls with other friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shared alot of stuff, everything from  the intimate stuff with A , the dating sessions with A and of course how A treats me.&lt;br /&gt;i presumed that she cared for me. and she's a close friend which is why i opened up my heart to her..&lt;br /&gt;little did i know that i was the one giving her the information to let her know wat she wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few months, she tried to get information from me.. I might nt be the best source but i was there.. ready to be hurt by her.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't suspect anything. Until she asked me a qns:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if i want to confess to A, wil u approve?"&lt;br /&gt;She asked me this qns in a joking manner..&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i didn't thought she would do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, she has done it.&lt;br /&gt;i believe she's been planning this for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;If u want me to believe u that u onli planned this after u broke up with ur ex.&lt;br /&gt;i can onli tell u it's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things are told by a 3rd party, it might nt be true.&lt;br /&gt;but to me, u have already hurt me and u leave me with no choice but to believe that..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115909566855090268?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115909566855090268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115909566855090268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115909566855090268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115909566855090268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-dun-even-know-hw-to-title-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115855607016769676</id><published>2006-09-18T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:10.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TEN FAVORITES&lt;br /&gt;01. televison show: charmed&lt;br /&gt;02. flower: rose&lt;br /&gt;03. color: black&lt;br /&gt;04. sport: swimming&lt;br /&gt;05. mall: cineleisure&lt;br /&gt;06. music: hiphop R&amp;B&lt;br /&gt;07. food: korean &amp;amp; western&lt;br /&gt;08. season: autumn&lt;br /&gt;09. animal:koala&lt;br /&gt;10. city: singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN FACTS&lt;br /&gt;01. hometown: Singapore&lt;br /&gt;02. hair color: black&lt;br /&gt;03. hair length: bra length..hahahha&lt;br /&gt;04. hair style: boring..&lt;br /&gt;05. eye color: black&lt;br /&gt;06. shoe size: 9-10&lt;br /&gt;07. mood: Joyous&lt;br /&gt;08. orientation: straight&lt;br /&gt;09. available: yes but no suitors.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;10. lefty/righty: righty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. have you ever been in love: yea&lt;br /&gt;02. do you believe in love: yes&lt;br /&gt;03. why did your last relationship fail?: my bad temper and his ignorant behaviors.&lt;br /&gt;04. have you ever been heartbroken: yes&lt;br /&gt;05. have you ever broken someone's heart:yes&lt;br /&gt;06. have you ever fallen for your best friend: yes.. i did&lt;br /&gt;07. have you ever loved someone but never told them:alot of times&lt;br /&gt;08. are you afraid of commitment: no&lt;br /&gt;09. have you ever had a secret admirer: yes&lt;br /&gt;10. do you believe in love at first sight: no.. but i believe in lust @ first sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN THINGS: THIS OR THAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. love or money: MONEY. cause money is love.&lt;br /&gt;02. hard liquor or beer: hard liquor&lt;br /&gt;04. one night stands or relationships: relationships&lt;br /&gt;05. televison or internet: internet&lt;br /&gt;06. pepsi or coke: pepsi&lt;br /&gt;07. wild night out or romantic night in:romantic night in&lt;br /&gt;08. colored or black and white pictures: coloured&lt;br /&gt;09. phone or in person: in person&lt;br /&gt;10. aim or myspace: aim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN HAVE YOU EVERS&lt;br /&gt;01. have you ever been caught sneaking out: always&lt;br /&gt;02. have you ever skinny dipped: no..&lt;br /&gt;03. have you ever done something you regret: yes. alot&lt;br /&gt;04. have you ever bungee jumped: nopez..&lt;br /&gt;05. have you ever been on a house boat: nopez&lt;br /&gt;06. have you ever finished an entire jaw breaker: nope&lt;br /&gt;07. have you ever wanted someone so badly it hurt: yeahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN EMOTIONS&lt;br /&gt;01. are you missing someone right now: i'm missing my cathay troop and someone else.. haha&lt;br /&gt;02. are you happy: yessssa!&lt;br /&gt;03. are you talking to anyone right now: no.. bloody bloring office..&lt;br /&gt;04. are you bored: then why do u think im doing this?&lt;br /&gt;05. are you german: nno..&lt;br /&gt;06. are you irish: no..&lt;br /&gt;07. are you french: noi'm nt..&lt;br /&gt;.08. are you Italian: no..&lt;br /&gt;09. are your parents still married: of course&lt;br /&gt;10. do you like someone right now: YUP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to begin with..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001: Real Name - xinyi&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname - jiesi&lt;br /&gt;003. Single or taken - single&lt;br /&gt;004. Zodiac Sign - rabbit&lt;br /&gt;005. Male or Female - female&lt;br /&gt;006. Elementary School - deyi secondary&lt;br /&gt;l007. mp3-Lemon&lt;br /&gt;008. How many buddies on your list - too many to count&lt;br /&gt;.009. Friendster name - xinyi&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair Color - black&lt;br /&gt;012. Hair Long or Short - longer than shoulder length&lt;br /&gt;014. Eye Color - black..&lt;br /&gt;015. Are you health freak -no.. i'm nt...&lt;br /&gt;016. Height - 169cm&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone - yes.. hahaha.,.&lt;br /&gt;018. Do you like yourself -of course..&lt;br /&gt;.019. Braces? - no.&lt;br /&gt;020. Think you're awesome? - Yea&lt;br /&gt;.021. Piercings - 1&lt;br /&gt;022. Tattoo - no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Your 'Firsts'*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;024. Surgery - none.&lt;br /&gt;025. First piercing - 7 years old.&lt;br /&gt;026. First best friend - Can't remember, should be my primary school frens la&lt;br /&gt;027. First Award - Edusave award&lt;br /&gt;028 .First Concert - West life concert&lt;br /&gt;032. First love - Wang lee hom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorites*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;033. Favorite movie - De-lovely&lt;br /&gt;034. Favorite tv show -charmed&lt;br /&gt;035. Color -black red and hot pink&lt;br /&gt;036. Music - Hiphop R&amp;B&lt;br /&gt;039. Drink - Chrysthamum Tea&lt;br /&gt;40. Body part not on the face - hand&lt;br /&gt;041. Cartoon - None..&lt;br /&gt;042. Favorite piece of clothing - Top Shop black.&lt;br /&gt;043. Brand Of Clothing - Wingtai&lt;br /&gt;044. What do you sleep with - Bolster, pillowand 2 blankets&lt;br /&gt;045. Favorite School - deyi&lt;br /&gt;046. Favorite Animal(s) - koala&lt;br /&gt;047. Favorite Book - Princess diaries&lt;br /&gt;048. Favorite Magazine - Cleo&lt;br /&gt;Currently*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;049. Eating - not eating.&lt;br /&gt;050. I'm drinking - not drinking.&lt;br /&gt;052. I'm about to -sleep&lt;br /&gt;053. Listening to - wind gushing the stupid building&lt;br /&gt;055. Waiting For -the time to go home..&lt;br /&gt;056. Watching - news&lt;br /&gt;.057. Wearing - 37 degrees tshirt, shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Your Future*&lt;br /&gt;058. Want Kids - yes...&lt;br /&gt;059. Want to Get Married - yeap.&lt;br /&gt;060. Careers in Mind - Movie MArketing or HR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Which is better with the Opposite Gender*&lt;br /&gt;068. Lips or Eyes - Eyes&lt;br /&gt;069. Hugs or Kisses - Hugs&lt;br /&gt;070. Shorter or Taller - Taller.&lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or Spontaneous - ROmantic&lt;br /&gt;073. Nice stomach or nice arms - Nice Stomach&lt;br /&gt;074. Sensitive or Loud - Sensitive&lt;br /&gt;075. Hook-up or Relationship - Relationship.&lt;br /&gt;076. Sweet or Caring - both.&lt;br /&gt;077. Trouble Maker or Hesitant - Trouble MAker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *Have you ever*&lt;br /&gt;078. Kissed a Stranger - nopeee.&lt;br /&gt;079. Drank bubbles - ??&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses/contacts - Nopezzz&lt;br /&gt;081. Ran Away From Home - Yes.&lt;br /&gt;082. Broken a bone - nope.&lt;br /&gt;083. Got an X-ray - yupp&lt;br /&gt;084. Broken Someone's Heart - ya...&lt;br /&gt;086. Turned Someone Down - sadlyy.. yes/&lt;br /&gt;.087. Cried When Someone Died - yes&lt;br /&gt;088. Cried at school - afew times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do You Believe In*&lt;br /&gt;089. God - not really..&lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles - yes&lt;br /&gt;091. Love at first sight -nopezz. I believe in Lust at first sight&lt;br /&gt;093. Aliens - no&lt;br /&gt;094. Magic - no&lt;br /&gt;095. Heaven - yes&lt;br /&gt;096. Santa Claus -used too.&lt;br /&gt;.097. Sex on the first date - no&lt;br /&gt;098. Kissing on the First Date - yes&lt;br /&gt;099. Angels - yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Answer Truthfully*100. Is There someone You Want To be with right now? YES. Unfortunately.. i can't say who. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115855607016769676?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115855607016769676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115855607016769676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115855607016769676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115855607016769676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/09/ten-favorites-01.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115788149630636670</id><published>2006-09-10T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:10.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Gathering.. 9/9/2006</title><content type='html'>YEAH!!!! I'm back from my family chalet.&lt;br /&gt;3 words to describe.&lt;br /&gt;FUN FUN FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working from 8.30am to 4am on friday..&lt;br /&gt;It was freaking tired. I kept whining until derek had to close me early to let me go home.&lt;br /&gt;Though i think sometimes he is abit bad tempered but overall, he is still okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 11plus the next day. It's counted rather early as i only had like.. 7 hours of sleep?&lt;br /&gt;hahah. CALL ME QUEEN okay!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with my sister and her bf to compass point to have our lunch.i feel like such a bigggggg light bulb. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBq was fun.. first time going with my family.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;i went wild wild wet tooo.. With my cousins, sister and her bf. ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;no photos for that because water ma.. scare spoilt. hwhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures speak a thousand words.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/IMG_2439.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me and my beloved madddd sister. haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't look like her rite? Because if i do, i will be calling myself a auntie most of the time. Still, i love her.. People out there who wanna know her? sorry.. she's taken. haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/320/IMG_2453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;my mum is cute.. haha. see. she would rather eat then to take picture with me.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/IMG_2455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;tt's my cute little cousin.. he say i'm fat.. =((&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/IMG_2456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Introducing the next generation model.. Wei Jun and Wen Hao~ and of course his pet.. "watever u call him"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/IMG_2461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;another pretty girl of the Lim Family.. Xiao Wei.. hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha.. and then.. there is this stupid game.. called XI NU AI LE!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i played it with my sister.. its quite farni lar..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;even if u dun find it farni, please try to laugh ok..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;XIIIIIIII.. the incredibly cute and happy sisters..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/IMG_2463.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NUUUUUUU.. the ferciouous sisters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/IMG_2464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok.. i know i look weird.. contispated look. hahaha.. but still AIIIIIIII..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/IMG_2465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lastly.. the LEEE!!!!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/IMG_2466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok.. we are incredilbily mad.. hahaha.. and somemore. its not like i always get to spend a weekend with my entire family.. hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/IMG_2467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the 3 young kids over there.. are all attention seekers. whenever a flash goes by.. they will be ready. i'm serious.. u can try it the next time if u see them. haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/IMG_2470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i've been kissed.. *shys*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/200/IMG_2478.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;making her debut appearance. is no other than.. my ah ma!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she also very pretty one hor..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i had a great time @ the chalet..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing beats being with family..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=)))))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115788149630636670?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115788149630636670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115788149630636670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115788149630636670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115788149630636670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/09/family-gathering-992006.html' title='Family Gathering.. 9/9/2006'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115695782182756717</id><published>2006-08-31T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:10.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devil wears Prada</title><content type='html'>Watching devil wears prada on my computer a couple of hours before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking.. wat do i want in my life now??&lt;br /&gt;I've so many things in life that are unacomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like. Going overseas for studies, enjoying myself on a beach in malaysia. Adventure trip to EGYPT. Bring my parents overseas. Graduate and get my own place and car. SO many things.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya..i also want to get married and have kids. and then see them get married and then die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm wasting too much time doing uneccessary stuff.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;woah.. a show can motivate me tt much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just being weird, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking abt things i shouldn't be.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i think i'm just pure lucky. SOmetimes, i think i'm just meant to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need a trip elsewhere. With people i really enjoy with and not worry abt this and that.&lt;br /&gt;Jess is still JEss.. She will  nv change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. no idea what the rest of u will think when u see the post.&lt;br /&gt;but u know wat.. i dun really care..&lt;br /&gt;actually i should start living my life away from u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115695782182756717?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115695782182756717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115695782182756717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115695782182756717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115695782182756717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/08/devil-wears-prada.html' title='Devil wears Prada'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115685992574797452</id><published>2006-08-29T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:10.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gathering.. CatHAY TROOP!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm a SUPER SUPER SUPER HAPPY GIRL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;guess why???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because i met up with my girls.. The six of us.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Afterrrr sooooo longgg.. finally.. the six of us is reunited again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had dinner @ crystal jade Restaurant with KJ, Angeline, Metta and Samantha. Wendy didn't join us because she was having her driving lesson but i believe her heart is still with us. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At the restaurant, all of us were pretty hungry because we forgot to take photos and just keep eating our food. hahah.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that , we proceeded to cold storage to buy snacks for our movie later and then went on to meet wendy. We were almost late for our movie. Luckily, wendy came on time. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The movie we watched is AMErican Haunting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/320/41222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rating: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It sucks. It's more of a comedy than a horror movie. Please do not watch it.. WASTE OF MONEY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, after the movie.. we wanted to go home and suddenly we thought of taking photos!Its been such a long time since they appear in my blog. hahaha. so here goes. Our photo session!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/320/%3DmEmOrIeS%3D205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tt's attitude biatch,cookie monster and 6am shut down. ahhaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damm.. those were the days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/320/28082006081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me and my fella lesbian. hehe.. NAI PO!!! samantha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/320/28082006084.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;this one is the sweetest ger in our group.. she's the sweetie of our group. hehe. dun ever bully her or we will find you!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/320/28082006086.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Cookie monster and me!!! hehe. she's becoming prettier and prettier.. hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/320/28082006097.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the attitude biatch and me. haha. she has the dimples i always wanted! HMPH! gonna curve out on my face. ahhaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/320/280820061474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me and my beloved loudspeaker! but she changed.. a whole lot prettier liaoz.. keep it up!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/320/28082006101.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this is the group photo we liked the best.. others really buang! hahahha.. i love them sooo much..!!! really hope there is more outings like this. yupppie!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/320/28082006105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Last photo of my cam whoring self. hehe.. what to do.. bear with me ok?? hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway.. gonna say loads of thanks to phyllis for lending me her phone and ya!!!! thanks for sending us home too!!! =))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115685992574797452?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115685992574797452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115685992574797452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115685992574797452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115685992574797452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/08/gathering-cathay-troop.html' title='gathering.. CatHAY TROOP!!!!'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115667993109033771</id><published>2006-08-27T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:09.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Break-Up and Ghost Game</title><content type='html'>As usual, i've been busting my ass for cathay for the last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;hahha. It's the NorM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do.. i guess i might have burn down cathay in my past life. And it's retribution now. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday caught two movies straight after work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Review&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/320/41101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The ratings:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the whole, this show is not very good. I agree with the press. It's not interesting and very very boring. Only watched it if u have the extra time and money. TRUST ME! And also watch it if you just ended a relationship. Maybe you will see something you would agree with sooo much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somehow, although i think the show is slow and boring. I was still captivated at some parts of the movie. Especially when jennifer aniston broke down after trying so hard to get Vince attention. She just wanted more commitment from him. It happens.. Especially when the guy you are dating hasn't really open up to anyone before. When you want to care so much about him but he is always in his own little world. It happened to me. I just had to nod and agree with jennifer aniston. She really showed how i felt at that point of time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wasn't really moody but kinda emotional. Thought things would be different if either of us was different. Anyway, i proceeded to watch my next movie. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ghost Game&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/320/210828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Rating:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GO watch it if you like to pay and get scared. ahahha. It scared the shit out of myself. SO i guess.. MOST of the gers would... hahaha.. It's really horrible. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DOn't watch it @ nite. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good thing, i dun have photogenic memory or else i will keep remembering tt face.. YUCKS!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, i guess that's about all.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WIll update soon.. love ya! later!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115667993109033771?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115667993109033771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115667993109033771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115667993109033771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115667993109033771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/08/break-up-and-ghost-game.html' title='The Break-Up and Ghost Game'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115667811797505266</id><published>2006-08-27T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:09.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviews</title><content type='html'>To Wendy:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'll respond with something random about you.&lt;br /&gt;You love dancing and u hate ghost movies!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. I'll challenge you to try something.&lt;br /&gt;Try to watch a ghost movie without closing ur eyes. hahahha&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll pick a colour that I associate with you.&lt;br /&gt;Yellow&lt;br /&gt;4. I'll tell you something I like about you.&lt;br /&gt;Your company and ur laughter..&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory about you.&lt;br /&gt;Really unfriendly.. coz u hated us newbies from the start. haha&lt;br /&gt;6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;Porcupine. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you.&lt;br /&gt;Do u think i can be a pain in the ass?&lt;br /&gt;8. You must post this on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;GO GO GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Metta:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'll respond with something random about you.&lt;br /&gt;Your a lover for doreamon..!&lt;br /&gt;2. I'll challenge you to try something.&lt;br /&gt;Slam the cash register again with evelyn by ur side. hahahha&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll pick a colour that I associate with you.&lt;br /&gt;green.. i dun know y.. dun ask me ok.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'll tell you something I like about you.&lt;br /&gt;Your used to be loud speaker! and the ability to crap.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory about you.&lt;br /&gt;Fierce.. Remember the cash register?&lt;br /&gt;6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;Giraffe.. haha. dun know y also.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you..&lt;br /&gt;How many guys are after u right now!!!!&lt;br /&gt;8. You must post this on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;GO GO GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To KJ:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'll respond with something random about you.&lt;br /&gt;You are a attitude biatch. ahha&lt;br /&gt;2. I'll challenge you to try something.&lt;br /&gt;Have sex with ur bf on the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll pick a colour that I associate with you.&lt;br /&gt;Orange. UR SPECS&lt;br /&gt;4. I'll tell you something I like about you.&lt;br /&gt;Ur Straight-forwardness&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory about you.&lt;br /&gt;You are a butch.. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of. Tiger.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you.. Is sex important in the relationship? hahahah random!&lt;br /&gt;8. You must post this on your blog. GO GO GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To HuiSher:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'll respond with something random about you.&lt;br /&gt;You Love POCKY&lt;br /&gt;2. I'll challenge you to try something.&lt;br /&gt;Eat the same amount of food angeline can eat @ the buffet&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll pick a colour that I associate with you.&lt;br /&gt;Hot Pink.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'll tell you something I like about you.&lt;br /&gt;Ur Humour&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory about you. You sitting in the last second row of LT L3.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;Rabbit&lt;br /&gt;7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you...&lt;br /&gt;How come your so fair!!!&lt;br /&gt;GO GO GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jarek:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'll respond with something random about you.&lt;br /&gt;You think u are a snag.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'll challenge you to try something.&lt;br /&gt;Be Brave enuff to tell a girl u like her&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll pick a colour that I associate with you.&lt;br /&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;4.I'll tell you something I like about you.&lt;br /&gt;Your jokes.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory about you.&lt;br /&gt;SOunding like a pervert in SGA&lt;br /&gt;6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;PIG&lt;br /&gt;7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you...&lt;br /&gt;What's your chinese name. hahahah GO GO GO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115667811797505266?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115667811797505266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115667811797505266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115667811797505266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115667811797505266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/08/reviews_27.html' title='Reviews'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115630818900770925</id><published>2006-08-23T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:09.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devils wears PRADA!</title><content type='html'>Was working @ cine yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wat. i was in time for the Devil wears prada gala premiere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw sooo many celebraties of which of course i wasnt allow to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i get to talk to some of them. amazing huh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Dawn YAng, Shan Wee, Li Zi Qin and loads more.&lt;br /&gt;Can't really remember their names since i'm nt those kind that goes after the  artistie like some crazy bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard the show is really nice.&lt;br /&gt;Some guy who is watching the movie gave me 2 other tickets for me to watch.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks but i was doing work. if not, i'm sure to go in. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesnt wanna watch a premiere plus u have celebraities sitting beside you.&lt;br /&gt;Mebbie that cutie Howie will just be beside you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. anyway, i had a busy and yet smashing time working yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Although that stupid derek kept making me irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please remember to watch devil wears prada.&lt;br /&gt;i watch a little and i think its quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;IF you got the time n the money, go ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i'm doing closing for level 4. Let's hope everything turns out well.&lt;br /&gt;and hope that idiot is not working too.&lt;br /&gt;He's sooo damm rude to me last nite. HOw could he just walk into my cinema without showing me the tickets first. Didnt even bothered to wait for to say okay. Bastard him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hateee him sooo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEE****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115630818900770925?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115630818900770925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115630818900770925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115630818900770925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115630818900770925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/08/devils-wears-prada.html' title='Devils wears PRADA!'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115630779617645043</id><published>2006-08-23T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:09.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SORRY~!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sorry for down-dating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm really too busy to update my blog. School and Work is driving me crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;School was packed with events last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn't went for work due to a trip that i was supposed to go but in the end cancelled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was kinda sad but a little glad as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was involved in team building games. We had to play captain's ball? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's fun. Getting to hang ard with my team mates doing exervcies. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We managed to win most of the matches but still we lost to another team during the final match. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we played for consecutive 2 matches. and the teacher wanted us to play against a all star team. NOT FAIR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we are damm tired.and they get to rest. NOW , they get to choose all the good people among the teams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah. but we had a good time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it ended ard 4 45pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i proceeded to go take a bathe in school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i had to smell nice for the campus concert i'm going later ma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I got to see &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WILBER PAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He was in town to promote his new album, "FAN ZHUAN DI QIU"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I attended his NTU campus concert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WOAH! NTU is really hugeee, and i really mean huge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think u will take an entire day just to visit the whole campus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can you believe that the students actually carry a map with them whereever they go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I took a cab with magdelene that day, and we took about 15 minutes just to find the auditorium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha. the whole trip cost us about 23 bucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Good thing my sister paid almost half of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks SIS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, NTU is BIGGGGGG and its actually quite interesting. There are so many hostels over there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really feel like going in to have a look but then ya. my mission there was to see wilber pan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The tickets to the show was won by mag's bf, adrian. But since he's not in singapore so i accompanied mag to watch the concert. Intitally we though, since we won the tickets, den we dun need to queue. But we are soooo wrong. we need to queue and the it was damm long. its like 300 metres? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The auditorium itself is not very big, its slightly smaller than my school's audi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hwahah i think tt was a lecture theatre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We reached @ around 6.10pm, queued about 30 minutes before they finally let us in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we had to sit somewhere @ the back because tt's where the faciliators led us to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The concert started about 15 mins after we settled in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wilber pan started doing his thing. and 45 minutes later. FINISHED! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The concert was okay. Just him and his crew doing a few fast numbers on his album. Nothing too fancy though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Right after that concert, i went to Jurong Point with mag for a short dinner and shopping spree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We brought nothing except for foooooodddd!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;THat's about how i spent my friday... sounds abit boring but its acually quite fun. mebbie due to a lack of pictures. Will try to take pictures more often ok.. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lOVe ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115630779617645043?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115630779617645043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115630779617645043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115630779617645043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115630779617645043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/08/sorrysorry-for-down-dating.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115578089680274753</id><published>2006-08-17T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:09.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what ferli thinks abt me..</title><content type='html'>Extraction from Ferli's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Xinyi:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. I'll respond with something random about you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are really fair. I mean, judging from the last time I see you lar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. I'll challenge you to try something.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eat nachos and at the same time, help someone tear movie stab.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. I'll pick a colour that I associate with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. I'll tell you something I like about you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your mini eyes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory about you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought you were really outgoing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHEEP. Sheeps are fair. HAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why me and you always cannot meet? =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. You must post this on your blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO GO GO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is wat ferli thinks abt me.. haha.. cute eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i shall try this out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the people who wants me to write wat i think about them. please tag at my board. alrite??&lt;br /&gt;love ya peeps!! hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115578089680274753?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115578089680274753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115578089680274753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115578089680274753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115578089680274753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-ferli-thinks-abt-me.html' title='what ferli thinks abt me..'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115566153944445550</id><published>2006-08-16T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:09.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New yOrk new York ++ Fireworks</title><content type='html'>My last weekend was busssyyyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to work my ass offf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too Tired to think about anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me ok.. my friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got my new number..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please leave a tag if u wanna my number..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my busy busy schedule, i managed to make time to enjoy myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop!&lt;br /&gt;New York New York..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/320/12082006065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i like the menu. Interesting layout. The colors are attractive as well.. It won me over.. 2 hands &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;down. hahah. No wonder sher gave quite a good rating too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/320/12082006069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Special eh.. i think the restaurants should learn from them. but then again, if every restaurant is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;doing the same thing. There isn't any more uniqueness ya? haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;COntradicitng myself aAGAIN!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/320/12082006077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is wat jinhua and hweeteng had. BIG PORTIONS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FILLING Them to the BRIM. ahhaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/320/12082006068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this blur picture is cuteeee... i love it.. wanna know wat it is?? go visit the restaurant. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i promise its worthwhile..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course i didn't forget to cam-whore myself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;seriously, i need to lose the extra flab. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anybodi wanna go swimming or gyming with me?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;motivate me pls. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/123/1267/320/12082006079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;THis is me crying out for help.. HELP ME TO LOSE TT FATS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fire works.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The fireworks were veryyy pretty but too bad i didnt manage to take any photos. Only managed to film a couple minutes of video. will upload once i know how ya? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time round, i watch the fireworks with hweeteng and jinhua.&lt;br /&gt;Pure coincidence, we are 3 lonely ladies who have their hearts broken within the last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the new year's eve , we were also watching the fireworks together where the 3 of us were also single.I was in self -denial, jinhua was in depression and hweeteng was single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear me.. so much can happen within a year.&lt;br /&gt;The last national day, i was watching fireworks with my boyfriend at marina bay. It was not the least crowded. In addition i get to see landy perform her butt shaking act.&lt;br /&gt;i regret nt taking pictures though.&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten whether i did enjoy the moment or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEmories memories memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies..&lt;br /&gt;We should just forget about the past and look forward to the future.&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel sad anymore cause u will just overlook things that could make u happy in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the gers who had their hearts broken..&lt;br /&gt;"A better one will come along."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to every strong ger in the world.&lt;br /&gt;YEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115566153944445550?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115566153944445550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115566153944445550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115566153944445550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115566153944445550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-york-new-york-fireworks.html' title='New yOrk new York ++ Fireworks'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115544274043800390</id><published>2006-08-13T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:09.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confused..</title><content type='html'>SHould i try it out during the holidays??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got soooo many factors to consider. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still kinda happy i was accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was here.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115544274043800390?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115544274043800390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115544274043800390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115544274043800390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115544274043800390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/08/confused.html' title='confused..'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115526911182053923</id><published>2006-08-11T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:09.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atrium.. Roadshow. Paul Mitchell. Ebase.</title><content type='html'>To sum everything up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its practically killing me here.&lt;br /&gt;It's so boring, it can even kill a pig.&lt;br /&gt;imagine tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. i'm currently uncontactable, unless u got my close friend's number. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so u gonna know my schedule and everything to get hold on me.&lt;br /&gt;but don't worry, i will be borrowing another phone from my friend. now the problem is my sim card.&lt;br /&gt;gonna wait the card to come back.&lt;br /&gt;the weird thing is, they cannot process the whole sim card thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Weird huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. its pretty humid in here. cause it just started to rain..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here.. usin zanah's lappie..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot.. even though i'm not sure whether u will see it or not. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. i went for pool-ing last nite with kj and her bf. haha. i didn't play lar.&lt;br /&gt;i scare i kana trashed. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prooooooo lei..Jin Yuan. hahahahha.. scare..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also tried billard but the whole time i only see kj tryng to action lar. hahahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;I reached home ard 1am. Was kinda scared i will get scolded. but heng nv ar. hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today gonna be really busy..&lt;br /&gt;after TEP, gonna go work @ cine.&lt;br /&gt;heng.. phyllis coming to fetch.. and i'm going to register for my basics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck wor.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115526911182053923?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115526911182053923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115526911182053923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115526911182053923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115526911182053923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/08/atrium-roadshow-paul-mitchell-ebase.html' title='Atrium.. Roadshow. Paul Mitchell. Ebase.'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115521984507567077</id><published>2006-08-10T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:08.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm. dead..</title><content type='html'>hey hey hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually.. i'm damm busy to feel unhappy but still the lost phone thingy really pissed me off lar..&lt;br /&gt;dun know its because i'm damm bad @ remembering my stuff or wat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First is my mp3. next is my phone. wat the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it kinda sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been busy with roadshow today.. sold a couple of dresses. all quite ugly..&lt;br /&gt;dun know why the students buy also.. duhhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbeen standing there from 10.30 to 4pm. wahhh.. entertain people.. make friends.. and so on. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otherwise think i will be super bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml going to work somemore.. gonna be realli tiredddd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115521984507567077?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115521984507567077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115521984507567077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115521984507567077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115521984507567077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/08/hmmm-dead.html' title='hmmm. dead..'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115517128085427894</id><published>2006-08-10T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:08.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!!!!!!!IMPORTANT!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOST MY HP!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DO NOT SMS ME OR C CALL ME LE..&lt;br /&gt;WANNA REACH ME DURING 9-6pm on weekdays.. CAN CALL JINHUA!!!&lt;br /&gt;NITE.. can try to call my HSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAD!! MAY THE PERSON WHO PICKED UP or STOLE MY PHONE DIE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115517128085427894?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115517128085427894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115517128085427894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115517128085427894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115517128085427894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/08/important.html' title='!!!!!!!!!IMPORTANT!!!!!'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115486712130422688</id><published>2006-08-06T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:08.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is short therefore i choose to forgive</title><content type='html'>Time is running out fast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, earth is turning and turning.. giving us day and night. light and darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm getting older and older as time goes by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have enough time for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, time is for us to plan. but some things just happen all of a sudden.. makes me go blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't complain much, since i'm still living and enjoying life as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there are some regrets in my life i dun want to hold on right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things that i kept avoiding to mention..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) my secondary school friends who i seriously like to hung out with.&lt;br /&gt;losing contact with them is partly my fault cause i don't ever try to make an effort.&lt;br /&gt;i missed all of u..mebbie we should have a chalet soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Quarreling with my friends. I know i'm hot-tempered and i tend to brush off everything that concerns them. i nv realise my mistake. i always wait for them to make up.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna say i'm sorry if i made all of ur life horrible then.&lt;br /&gt;This concerns several people...&lt;br /&gt;peiqi, samantha, hweeteng , jiahui and angeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) let dean go.&lt;br /&gt;i realise wat a pain in the ass i was.. he tried to please me but i was always not statisfied.&lt;br /&gt;i'm the one with the problem, the one always starting the quarrel.&lt;br /&gt;all in all, i was the whole reason it ended.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i just want to be friends.  Pure friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) letting guys just pass my life.&lt;br /&gt;i let myself went into no-guys-anymore mode when the last relationship ended.&lt;br /&gt;Some guys i just let them go, without giving any chance to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Some, i hurt their feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna say i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the 4 things till now then i've regrets for.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry for me cause i'm just on the path of self -realising.&lt;br /&gt;hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to make my life better, happier and less worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know life is all about worries but who wouldn't want a more comfortable life.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115486712130422688?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115486496485699897</id><published>2006-08-06T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:08.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking alot..</title><content type='html'>I was sitting in the living room watching some movie.&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother was sitting beside me.&lt;br /&gt;i watched her time to time while i was watching teevee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's old , can't move ard much and can't listen well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i started thinking.. when i'm old, will my grand daughter sit beside me and think the same way as i'm?&lt;br /&gt;will i suffer like this and hoping my grandaughter would take care of me?&lt;br /&gt;i'm horrible. i know.&lt;br /&gt;but it just set me thinking of how a unfillial daughter i've been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so centralising my whole life on them.&lt;br /&gt;It's always abt me in the family but i do not realise they are doing alot to keep this family going.&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking of my parents..&lt;br /&gt;They've been working hard for the past 30 odd years ??&lt;br /&gt;Never had a holiday on their own before?&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly just feel so bad..&lt;br /&gt;i kept wanting to go on a overseas trip myself but i should let them go before i go myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love them so much and i don't ever want them to suffer,  at least not physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know.. u will think i'm just spouting rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;i agree i will forget abt this mebbie 2 hrs later.&lt;br /&gt;but still the bottom line is i care! and i love them very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115486496485699897?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115460841343697897</id><published>2006-08-03T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:08.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7seVen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+Seven.+7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;7 random things about myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`love laughing&lt;br /&gt;`love complaining&lt;br /&gt;`a typical scorpio&lt;br /&gt;`hides feelings&lt;br /&gt;`love friends&lt;br /&gt;`always hoping/wishing&lt;br /&gt;`love sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;7 things that scare me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`ghost&lt;br /&gt;`teachers&lt;br /&gt;`ppl being angry with me&lt;br /&gt;`parents quarreling&lt;br /&gt;`alone in the lift&lt;br /&gt;`perverts&lt;br /&gt;`egostic males&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;7 random songs at the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Baby 是我 - 李玖哲&lt;br /&gt;`Somewhere only we know - Keane&lt;br /&gt;`都怪我 - 李玖哲&lt;br /&gt;`触电 - S.H.E&lt;br /&gt;`再见- 李玖哲&lt;br /&gt;`好久好久不见 - 李玖哲&lt;br /&gt;`This  never happened to me - Paul Mcartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;7 things i like most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`朋友&lt;br /&gt;`家人&lt;br /&gt;`音乐&lt;br /&gt;` 麻将&lt;br /&gt;`唱歌&lt;br /&gt;`睡觉&lt;br /&gt;`书&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;7 people to do this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Felicia&lt;br /&gt;`Magdelene&lt;br /&gt;`nevin&lt;br /&gt;`KJ&lt;br /&gt;`Chunwei&lt;br /&gt;`ferli&lt;br /&gt;` you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115460841343697897?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115460841343697897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15297353&amp;postID=115460841343697897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115460841343697897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15297353/posts/default/115460841343697897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com/2006/08/7seven.html' title='7seVen'/><author><name>Jess&amp;gt;.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115451658408938310</id><published>2006-08-02T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:08.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick..</title><content type='html'>*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got no voice.. bad flu... mucus running free flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see.. i'm a wreck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need my wonder doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are u?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15297353-115451658408938310?l=intoxicatedjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15297353.post-115444282332385775</id><published>2006-08-01T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:07.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sickooooo</title><content type='html'>hmmm.. i'm sick sick sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat is killing me and i think i'm running a little temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate getting sick.. it's been so long since i get genuinely sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends who care for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAREK----&gt; STOP SAYING i'm desperate hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhahha..&lt;br /&gt;this naggy person keep asking me to update my blog. blehz.&lt;br /&gt;i know lar..&lt;br /&gt;something for u to read when ur bored..&lt;br /&gt;blehz.&lt;br /&gt;write urself a blog lar!! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;den i can know abt ur flings and going-ons!&lt;br 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