<?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-8408090873811441322</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:47:57.897+08:00</updated><category term='videos'/><category term='Chair'/><category term='#30'/><category term='BOYS LIKE GIRLS'/><category term='ramblings'/><category term='NBD'/><title type='text'>the shot heard round the world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' 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GOODBYE</title><content type='html'>HTTP://TWISTEDTURNS.TUMBLR.COM/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-1113356006398725574?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/1113356006398725574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=1113356006398725574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1113356006398725574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1113356006398725574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/06/say-hello-to-goodbye.html' title='SAY HELLO TO GOODBYE'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-8907252900167773902</id><published>2010-05-31T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T20:51:04.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is nowhere I'd rather be</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jFClq0L9kd0&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/TAEl9HGF0vI/AAAAAAAABYQ/5Rqfn8gAQ4c/s1600/IMG_0424%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/TAEl9HGF0vI/AAAAAAAABYQ/5Rqfn8gAQ4c/s400/IMG_0424%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476700353666077426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha this photo looks so old! I think we've all changed quite a lot. Okay maybe SX looks the same hahaha. Happy times!! We need to meet up V SOON HELLO. (The main point was probably just to experiment making a photo have colour accent hahahaha ._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term 2 is over and I don't feel like I'm even 5% ready for A levels. I read somewhere someday that multi-tab browsing decreases your intelligence level. I didn't believe it at first, but after thinking about it for a while I think it explains why my attention span is becoming non-existent and my intelligence level has officially joined the gang of negative numbers. Therefore starting from NOW I shall really try not to use multi tab browsing anymore. Yes really. And not check MSN hahaha my MSN is becoming a white elephant since my status 99.9% of the time is set to appearing offline and only two people manage to catch me whenever I'm online successfully, I swear you are psychic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my life is in quite a mess I'm losing my ability to prioritise. Both people and things. I think I lost a lot of my common sense last year. No kidding. I hope I regain it soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Hate it when this. Same. Feeling. Comes because it is the worst ever and all I know is that I never want anything to remind me of it, but it's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched this program on Discovery about the Oklahoma Octopus, and Big Foot - and boy WERE THEY SCARY! Especially the Oklahoma Octopus one, because it was about this group of friends who went on a graduation trip, and out of 5 of them 3 of them ended up dead and 2 of them barely escaped. I would have been scared out of my pants if I were in that kind of situation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting addicted to movies, and Glee. Mark Salling!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Shit am I losing the ability to translate thoughts into words???)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-6732223930661058866?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/6732223930661058866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=6732223930661058866&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6732223930661058866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6732223930661058866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/05/someday-we-may-let-live.html' title='Someday we may let live'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/TAEl9HGF0vI/AAAAAAAABYQ/5Rqfn8gAQ4c/s72-c/IMG_0424%282%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-8590932442342999684</id><published>2010-05-21T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:30:11.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what dreams are made of</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S_anh-SAzRI/AAAAAAAABYI/lqXzu5C-Zqc/s1600/4513173068_c1238e081c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S_anh-SAzRI/AAAAAAAABYI/lqXzu5C-Zqc/s400/4513173068_c1238e081c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473746599211486482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S_anhYV-f-I/AAAAAAAABYA/-fvpxiNVPgk/s1600/4603369778_bb5ec50f06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S_anhYV-f-I/AAAAAAAABYA/-fvpxiNVPgk/s400/4603369778_bb5ec50f06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473746589027565538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S_anhFEl3UI/AAAAAAAABX4/fpSG0Ghdd1o/s1600/2594816516_09af5ea226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S_anhFEl3UI/AAAAAAAABX4/fpSG0Ghdd1o/s400/2594816516_09af5ea226.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473746583854374210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, I AM GOING TO BE ABLE TO MAKE DELICIOUS + PRETTY CUPCAKES LIKE THESE ^^ I predict them to be in existence 6 months from now. 6 months and 2 days, to be exact. On the other hand, OH MY MAMA 6 MONTHS 2 DAYS TO LIBERATION!!!!!!!!!! And approximately 5 months to death ha ha ha. (Nessa, we're alllllllll in thissssssssss together HAHAHA) Ooh the peanut cupcakes are just so. Tempting. I luv Reese's peanut cups x 10^infinity. Maybe I should change my ambition to open a cupcake shop instead where it'll be all white and clean and nice and all the pretty cupcakes will be on display, according to designs and colours and the cupcakes will be sold in boxes of all sizes catering to the many different number of cupcakes purchased by each customer with the shop name printed nicely on the box. There'll be comfy sofas and little tables for people to sit at to eat and/or drink and it'll just be so nice to be the boss of that shop :-) Hahaha shit just the thought of it makes me a bit excited I don't know why hahaha retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Cute Cupcake Cafe is going to be my motivation from now on. For the next 6 months and 2 days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Staying awake seems to be a challenge these days - I think I might be getting old.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-8590932442342999684?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/8590932442342999684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=8590932442342999684&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/8590932442342999684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/8590932442342999684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-new-ambition-is-not-to-rot.html' title='This is what dreams are made of'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S_anh-SAzRI/AAAAAAAABYI/lqXzu5C-Zqc/s72-c/4513173068_c1238e081c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-219948269263490132</id><published>2010-05-11T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T22:34:09.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd never want to see you unhappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S-loKSzX8II/AAAAAAAABXw/9yXqZ4vsncI/s1600/COLLAGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S-loKSzX8II/AAAAAAAABXw/9yXqZ4vsncI/s400/COLLAGE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470017748473475202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;E says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know abt the faggot?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;the elsia thing&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;what faggot?!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday right&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenneth asked elsia something like "eh do you know where (some girl) went?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;and elsia responded with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HUH? WHO'S A FAGGOT?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;then from then onwards everytime we say "huh" we also say "whos a faggot"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cassandra says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;ELSIA IS WE-IRD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GNA LAUGH AT HER ON TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;DAMN FUNNY LA!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN RANDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I THINK SHE IS SECRETLY VERY VULGAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAGGOT LEH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;FAGGOT VERY VULGAR&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;faggot vulgar meh?!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAGGOT IS EFFING MAGGOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MEH?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;U MEAN ITS NOT?!?!??!??!!!??!?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUH&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS WAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAGGOT = GAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR LESBIAN&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS IT&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;ITS NOT&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OGMOG&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;EFFING&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMGOMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cassandra says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;MAGGOT&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG PYY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU OUTDO YOURSELF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i luv my fwendz ^^ (as promised I didn't post your MSN nick here for the world to see) but this made my sunday night. Seriously. (Y) And you wonder why I'm so retarded sometimes..... osmosis of my friends' characters hahaha wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last official concert is over. :-)/:-( The good thing is that my weekdays are probably going to be super free from now, the bad thing is that it's going to be used for studying. Today was the first Tuesday in eons that I reached home before the sun went down and I had time to do some stuff that I liked :-) Just a little. I'm looking forward to the Exco interviews tomorrow &amp;amp; elections + step down next week though! Kind of exciting because I have no idea how things will turn out. I hope we pick the right people for 10/11's exco!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired that I overshot both my bus-stops today on purpose just because I wanted to sit on the bus for that 2 minutes more. Okay the first one wasn't really on purpose it was more of a circumstances-forced-me thing.... but anyhow, I'm looking forward to this Friday :-) And Saturday :-) :-) (hi mouse)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-219948269263490132?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/219948269263490132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=219948269263490132&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/219948269263490132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/219948269263490132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/05/id-never-want-to-see-you-unhappy.html' title='I&apos;d never want to see you unhappy'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S-loKSzX8II/AAAAAAAABXw/9yXqZ4vsncI/s72-c/COLLAGE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-2160692600040051191</id><published>2010-05-05T23:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T00:05:19.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kings &amp; Queens of Lies (Promise)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S-GVgVQ3xUI/AAAAAAAABXg/H5_XT1nUjw0/s1600/tumblr_ky4ov670171qa2txho1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S-GVgVQ3xUI/AAAAAAAABXg/H5_XT1nUjw0/s400/tumblr_ky4ov670171qa2txho1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467815805300753730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someday I am going to stay in a place similar to this above ^^ and the two chairs will be filled by my fat butt + my lover's butt. ^_^ Or a rabbit or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S-GVgMQuwRI/AAAAAAAABXY/_mUyVB9fMfU/s1600/eyeclock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S-GVgMQuwRI/AAAAAAAABXY/_mUyVB9fMfU/s400/eyeclock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467815802884243730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This clock is so cute!!!!! How I wish I had one heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that I'd forgotten the feeling you get after every concert. Regret, regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Goodbye (X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You need to stop moping around for what seems like forever ~ Nothing's going to stop for you so you got to keep up with everything around you. Manually. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everyone feels fake........................ Even I. We are all (not so) secretly hiding our true selves behind a wall of protection which only a priviledged few can break down. Then again, we must be careful not to misjudge, because with that costly mistake it brings undeniable disappointment &amp;amp; pain &amp;amp; everything negative you can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start studying? Please? With a Reese Peanut Cup on top????????? (Maybe 2??????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S-GV5MIKRaI/AAAAAAAABXo/4OOoHqS1Ejo/s1600/deer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S-GV5MIKRaI/AAAAAAAABXo/4OOoHqS1Ejo/s400/deer.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467816232345028002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(current mood = same as the deer's)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-2160692600040051191?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/2160692600040051191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=2160692600040051191&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2160692600040051191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2160692600040051191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/05/kings-queens-of-lies-promise.html' title='Kings &amp; Queens of Lies (Promise)'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S-GVgVQ3xUI/AAAAAAAABXg/H5_XT1nUjw0/s72-c/tumblr_ky4ov670171qa2txho1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-6311186363952761498</id><published>2010-05-04T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:44:31.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She always belonged to someone else</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S9xULs9yaqI/AAAAAAAABXQ/LxHJ6TROUZs/s1600/cup.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 341px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S9xULs9yaqI/AAAAAAAABXQ/LxHJ6TROUZs/s400/cup.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466336607746550434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's coming to an end. I don't know whether it's a good thing or bad thing. I wonder how much of it'll stay the same months later. If I could I would want to maintain things as they are but then again... maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think time is an amazing thing. With time everything becomes crystal clear. Of course the process of waiting is torturous la - but without pain comes no gain. Trust is a very dangerous thing to give away so I think I have learnt to keep more of it to myself. Maybe too much, in fact, but at the moment I'd rather be safe than sorry. I need to chop off my fingers and cut off my brain since it is so useless anyway. Then I think I'll be truly happy (ha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday was one of the best days I ever had in a loooooooooooooong time. I truly felt like my self was lighter literally and I think I could've skipped out of school though obviously I did not do that. I miss feeling that happy though :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days to concert, and then........... I don't know what's next. The notion of 'its alright to neglect tutorials now, at least until after the concert's over' is going to not be an excuse anymore so its a big wake up call that 'A's are in approximately half a year's time. Need. To. Stop. Slacking. And. Wake. Up. My. Idea. SIGH SIGH SIGH I think I'm aging prematurely because I think too much (srsly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I have to say I have learnt a lot about a certain stereotype of people. Which is really sad because I never thought that even my friends belonging to that stereotype were like that... How very disappointing. Which proves my theory right (sadly) that so far, only the closest few friends I have can be really trusted by me. Some really old friends, some new but it's always the same few. Thank goodness for y'all though you're motivation for me to get through the year. :&gt; And we WILL get through!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay need to shut up and study (sad life = us). Or in MK's words, technically we're not muggers but we are 'hardworking' and 'diligent' pui pui pui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-6311186363952761498?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/6311186363952761498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=6311186363952761498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6311186363952761498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6311186363952761498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/05/she-always-belonged-to-someone-else.html' title='She always belonged to someone else'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S9xULs9yaqI/AAAAAAAABXQ/LxHJ6TROUZs/s72-c/cup.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-1369711624644783823</id><published>2010-05-04T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T23:14:18.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chair'/><title type='text'>Because...</title><content type='html'>B: You're wrong, I could have.&lt;br /&gt;C: Then why didn't you&lt;br /&gt;B: Because... I suddenly realised that... the way to get over you isnt by hooking up with some random guy, or pretending like we didn't happen. You and I loved each other. And then you broke my heart. I've been doing everything possible not to face that fact. I'm going to kiss somebody someday, and when I do, it'll be from me. Goodbye Chuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-1369711624644783823?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/1369711624644783823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=1369711624644783823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1369711624644783823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1369711624644783823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/05/because.html' title='Because...'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-3375741821207304848</id><published>2010-04-19T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T23:12:45.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And all at once the crowd begins to sing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xx62QWIXI/AAAAAAAABXI/YNjO8iKFw2s/s1600/b212514925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xx62QWIXI/AAAAAAAABXI/YNjO8iKFw2s/s400/b212514925.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461865703903994226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xx6iZYmjI/AAAAAAAABXA/mBzwRAZH_Vw/s1600/b212256804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 384px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xx6iZYmjI/AAAAAAAABXA/mBzwRAZH_Vw/s400/b212256804.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461865698573195826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Unless I need to travel from one place to another. If not the best day to spend a rainy day (in my pov) is at home :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xx6eVvN0I/AAAAAAAABW4/WX9bucwpe2g/s1600/b212113156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xx6eVvN0I/AAAAAAAABW4/WX9bucwpe2g/s400/b212113156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461865697484158786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My new song on replay at the moment hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xx5QnisfI/AAAAAAAABWw/HgNOq76XcEs/s1600/b212515337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xx5QnisfI/AAAAAAAABWw/HgNOq76XcEs/s400/b212515337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461865676620870130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xx43ufzVI/AAAAAAAABWo/HIHZ3niFV4A/s1600/b211975807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xx43ufzVI/AAAAAAAABWo/HIHZ3niFV4A/s400/b211975807.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461865669939154258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA SO CUTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xvFh0gZAI/AAAAAAAABWg/2a-86GC6zyk/s1600/shoes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xvFh0gZAI/AAAAAAAABWg/2a-86GC6zyk/s400/shoes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461862588862194690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think I have a secret fetish for shoes. Not heels, not slippers, not sandals, but shoes. Proper feet-covering shoes. I am attracted to really nice shoes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Crazy haha. I secretly stare at people's shoes and I just feel somewhat happy when they are nice shoes (!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xvFSNQuDI/AAAAAAAABWY/q16KNZudTrk/s1600/tumblr_kzlr4nbqcm1qzkltp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xvFSNQuDI/AAAAAAAABWY/q16KNZudTrk/s400/tumblr_kzlr4nbqcm1qzkltp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461862584671057970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHAHA AMANDA!!!!!!!!!!! I'M GOING TO LEAVE THIS HERE FOR YOU UNTIL YOU SEE THIS HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOTE THE JASMINE PLEASE!!! AND MULAN!!!! Actually I think all of them are super funny. Katy Perry HAHAHA though I am very glad that Belle is represented by Anne Hathaway :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xvFEHWLbI/AAAAAAAABWQ/atL8kOpzN3U/s1600/desperate+housewives.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xvFEHWLbI/AAAAAAAABWQ/atL8kOpzN3U/s400/desperate+housewives.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461862580888153522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHAHA (x10^infinity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xvEsyOtzI/AAAAAAAABWI/PE5u9pxxgHI/s1600/adam+lambert2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xvEsyOtzI/AAAAAAAABWI/PE5u9pxxgHI/s400/adam+lambert2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461862574625568562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:-) :-) :-) :-) :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xvD1SA2uI/AAAAAAAABWA/kNe07s1_7vc/s1600/1268525070993212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xvD1SA2uI/AAAAAAAABWA/kNe07s1_7vc/s400/1268525070993212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461862559726492386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He looked so young and innocent. And the girl looks soooooooooooo damn smug haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xt9ScgLvI/AAAAAAAABV4/AfzIM5zfqDA/s1600/b211804901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xt9ScgLvI/AAAAAAAABV4/AfzIM5zfqDA/s400/b211804901.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461861347784404722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xt86ayWGI/AAAAAAAABVw/WH04F1i34X8/s1600/b211324795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xt86ayWGI/AAAAAAAABVw/WH04F1i34X8/s400/b211324795.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461861341334755426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xt8lzf5xI/AAAAAAAABVo/XQo0bZYkiIA/s1600/b211673914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xt8lzf5xI/AAAAAAAABVo/XQo0bZYkiIA/s400/b211673914.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461861335801259794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xt8DHMvLI/AAAAAAAABVg/BA8f6B_VF4Q/s1600/boyfriend+criteria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xt8DHMvLI/AAAAAAAABVg/BA8f6B_VF4Q/s400/boyfriend+criteria.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461861326488648882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHA @ #5!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xt75frKPI/AAAAAAAABVY/7hRAT7vcvCA/s1600/b211674108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xt75frKPI/AAAAAAAABVY/7hRAT7vcvCA/s400/b211674108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461861323906951410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(spammage of photos in a weak attempt to make myself happier)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-3375741821207304848?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/3375741821207304848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=3375741821207304848&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/3375741821207304848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/3375741821207304848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-all-at-once-crowd-begins-to-sing.html' title='And all at once the crowd begins to sing'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8xx62QWIXI/AAAAAAAABXI/YNjO8iKFw2s/s72-c/b212514925.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-4266727807704664492</id><published>2010-04-19T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T00:06:39.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For an Awsum Gal (self-proclaimed)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8stmD6A9uI/AAAAAAAABVQ/iGTxnREPP4A/s1600/yn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8stmD6A9uI/AAAAAAAABVQ/iGTxnREPP4A/s400/yn.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461509105023776482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEHEE HAPPY BIRTHDAY CUTEGAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :-D&lt;br /&gt;Luv you talking to you never fails to make me laugh!!!!!!!!!!!!! Miss orientation days :-( I hope you have a really fantastic day today though heeheehee :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-4266727807704664492?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/4266727807704664492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=4266727807704664492&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4266727807704664492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4266727807704664492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-awsum-gal-self-proclaimed.html' title='For an Awsum Gal (self-proclaimed)'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8stmD6A9uI/AAAAAAAABVQ/iGTxnREPP4A/s72-c/yn.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-6127825424887568449</id><published>2010-04-17T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T01:04:39.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He broke his own heart and I watched as he tried to reassemble it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8iUlq6m2KI/AAAAAAAABVI/LiNFhBd79go/s1600/IMG_0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8iUlq6m2KI/AAAAAAAABVI/LiNFhBd79go/s400/IMG_0201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460777923082901666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay I give up on the 30 days challenge thing because I have been lagging for a week heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ I need this again, SOON. Free mix-in day please!!!!! Seriously craving for it. :-( But the earliest I'll get it is about 2 weeks from now UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been feeling just so tired these few days. And heavy. All I want to do is stay in bed all day without thinking of school related stuff and play Wii and be happy. Zzz ticketing &amp;amp; schoolwork &amp;amp; Chem is driving me up the wall. I really really really hope I improve in Chem if not I am one dead chicken. I feel like my time management skills are non-existant ever since the year started and I need to start prioritising. However sometimes I just feel so damn sick of studying that when I look at my tutorials I want to puke and burn them but obviously that is not an option. Therefore I must develop a positive attitude towards my books and give my heart &amp;amp; soul to them, at least for the next 7 months!!!!!!!!!!!!! Approximately 7 months and 6 days more!!! Shit that is very little time but we will all survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was kind of a shitty day. I don't feel good at all when you are upset so CHEEEEEEEEER UP (doubt you'll see this) we are all going through the same stuff soooooooooooo if it helps, you can rant to me I don't mind heehee :-) I am dreading next _. I think nobody understands how much I dread _ because, just because, nobody knows how exactly it feels to be humiliated and to feel lousy about yourself Allllllllll. Theeeeee. Time. This must change if not I'll just shrivel up and die before the year ends due to a lack of self-confidence and ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you gave up on me, I did the same to you so there's no turning back now. Sorry but you can't just treat people as back-up plans. Nobody likes being an option when they treat you like a priority so, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY PHONE IS FIXED (FINALLY) I HOPE IT DOESN'T DIE ON ME ANYMORE PLZ!! (I am super excited for F's concert HEEHEE ^-^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-6127825424887568449?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/6127825424887568449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=6127825424887568449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6127825424887568449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6127825424887568449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/04/he-broke-his-own-heart-and-i-watched-as.html' title='He broke his own heart and I watched as he tried to reassemble it'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S8iUlq6m2KI/AAAAAAAABVI/LiNFhBd79go/s72-c/IMG_0201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-8405035090730058058</id><published>2010-04-09T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T00:36:24.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#30'/><title type='text'>#21</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A recipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S79Wl4cPLlI/AAAAAAAABVA/_QxNW0wsWds/s1600/IMG_2800+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S79Wl4cPLlI/AAAAAAAABVA/_QxNW0wsWds/s400/IMG_2800+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458176482202299986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically I don't have a recipe to post because something which I would reaaaaaaaally like to learn to bake myself would be SCONES because I have not successfully found &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt; recipe which makes the desired scones I like. Fyi I like the ones @ Teaparty!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Like the taste of it. Together with strawberry cream cheese yum yum yum. So far my scones-making attempts have not been successful, they turned out more like fat cookies the other time. Really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nua&lt;/span&gt; cookies. Sianz. Therefore if anybody knows how to make scones I don't mind having the recipe please heehee. (Haven't had scones in a long while)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-8405035090730058058?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/8405035090730058058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=8405035090730058058&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/8405035090730058058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/8405035090730058058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/04/21.html' title='#21'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S79Wl4cPLlI/AAAAAAAABVA/_QxNW0wsWds/s72-c/IMG_2800+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-1671513833035565839</id><published>2010-04-08T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T00:24:19.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#30'/><title type='text'>#20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;A hobby of yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to look at pretty pictures on the Internet :-) I like photos in general. I loooooooooove websites with all those pretty pictures that make me happy! Especially cute icons + pictures with v nice colours. HAHA what kind of a hobby is that but -_- anything la hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-1671513833035565839?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/1671513833035565839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=1671513833035565839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1671513833035565839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1671513833035565839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/04/20.html' title='#20'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-9124720288430679791</id><published>2010-04-07T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:23:47.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#30'/><title type='text'>#19</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A talent of yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can raise my eyebrows separately. Both. Unlike most people who can only raise one heehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-9124720288430679791?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/9124720288430679791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=9124720288430679791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/9124720288430679791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/9124720288430679791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/04/19.html' title='#19'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-4405226832786476976</id><published>2010-04-06T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:06:14.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#30'/><title type='text'>#17, #18</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;An art piece; whatever tickles your fancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7tNf3D4jxI/AAAAAAAABU4/5OXllz9glMs/s1600/tumblr_kuakxdnERG1qzdubgo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7tNf3D4jxI/AAAAAAAABU4/5OXllz9glMs/s400/tumblr_kuakxdnERG1qzdubgo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457040583241010962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7tNfgqK-5I/AAAAAAAABUw/wSGBMC5Mfhs/s1600/HAHA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7tNfgqK-5I/AAAAAAAABUw/wSGBMC5Mfhs/s400/HAHA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457040577227586450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHA the 2nd image never fails to entertain me because whenever I look at it, my legs are forever crossed AND my left hand is forever on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE NAPFA FOR LIFE :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-4405226832786476976?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/4405226832786476976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=4405226832786476976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4405226832786476976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4405226832786476976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/04/17-18.html' title='#17, #18'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7tNf3D4jxI/AAAAAAAABU4/5OXllz9glMs/s72-c/tumblr_kuakxdnERG1qzdubgo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-1976797308101429731</id><published>2010-04-04T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:07:02.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#30'/><title type='text'>#16</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A song that makes you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DaqCcbBaYS4&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DaqCcbBaYS4&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-1976797308101429731?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/1976797308101429731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=1976797308101429731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1976797308101429731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1976797308101429731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/04/16.html' title='#16'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-980401652433615543</id><published>2010-04-03T22:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:07:35.218+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#30'/><title type='text'>#13, #14, #15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;A fictional book; a non-fictional book; a fanfic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7dQZL6a48I/AAAAAAAABUo/1ebUjERtuM4/s1600/Chinese_Cinderella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7dQZL6a48I/AAAAAAAABUo/1ebUjERtuM4/s400/Chinese_Cinderella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455917867207418818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7dQFNNXRiI/AAAAAAAABUg/m5Z0Wawft9o/s1600/plain_truth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7dQFNNXRiI/AAAAAAAABUg/m5Z0Wawft9o/s400/plain_truth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455917523957925410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7dQE-HcJYI/AAAAAAAABUY/gIkL04talNo/s1600/nineteen_minutes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7dQE-HcJYI/AAAAAAAABUY/gIkL04talNo/s400/nineteen_minutes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455917519906547074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(#15 is going to be ignored because I don't read fanfic heeheehee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember feeling very speechless after I finished my first Jodi Picoult book ever, Plain Truth. I don't know why but I just felt so indescribable. I think because the plot had me believing one thing alllllllllllllllll the way right down to the last page until it was revealed otherwise. And sadly I've only read 2 Jodi Picoult books so far in my life (sob) but both are really goooooood! If I were rich I would buy all her books and slowly read them in my rocking chair 8-) I might do that when I'm old and free and rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Cinderella had the same effect on me as The Boy Called It - though if I remember correctly The Boy Called It was far scarier psychologically. It's sad to know that there are people who are actually being abused so bad and it's a miracle that they turn out normal, in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WTS MY SISTER JUST GOT A WII FOR HER BIRTHDAY PRESENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Hopefully it sits its fat butt in the living room so that we can all use it (oh my tian) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DO YOU THINK I'M ONE STEP CLOSER TO &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;??????????????????????????????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (Sorry kind of excited even though it's not even MY birthday present -_-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-980401652433615543?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/980401652433615543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=980401652433615543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/980401652433615543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/980401652433615543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/04/13-14-15.html' title='#13, #14, #15'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7dQZL6a48I/AAAAAAAABUo/1ebUjERtuM4/s72-c/Chinese_Cinderella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-52430960972999283</id><published>2010-03-31T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:08:02.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#30'/><title type='text'>#12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7NVvx31f0I/AAAAAAAABUQ/01tPVoVr4z4/s1600/4475960916_fa9cb2ab40_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7NVvx31f0I/AAAAAAAABUQ/01tPVoVr4z4/s400/4475960916_fa9cb2ab40_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454797853005545282" 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/8408090873811441322-52430960972999283?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/52430960972999283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=52430960972999283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/52430960972999283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/52430960972999283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/03/12.html' title='#12'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7NVvx31f0I/AAAAAAAABUQ/01tPVoVr4z4/s72-c/4475960916_fa9cb2ab40_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-5520714092819157042</id><published>2010-03-30T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:08:22.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#30'/><title type='text'>#11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;A photo of you taken recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7IbzGrR_9I/AAAAAAAABUI/k74glcpCXuk/s1600/IMG_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7IbzGrR_9I/AAAAAAAABUI/k74glcpCXuk/s400/IMG_0087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454452663478517714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In My Head is stuck in my head (no pun intended, really)&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun!!! &amp;amp; fatty &amp;amp; yummy &amp;amp; heavenly &amp;amp; sweet &amp;amp; gooooooood &amp;amp; spicy. But fatty. But I enjoyed myself all the same :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP lessons are becoming a total heart-racer. For all the wrong reasons. Elsie and I are going to have real strong hearts after the year ends, no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Mr Chemistry, why won't you let me understand you?????????????????????? :-( (Mr Au needs to be and WILL be my life-saver *kowtows*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-5520714092819157042?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/5520714092819157042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=5520714092819157042&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5520714092819157042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5520714092819157042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/03/11.html' title='#11'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7IbzGrR_9I/AAAAAAAABUI/k74glcpCXuk/s72-c/IMG_0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-8022039707013964823</id><published>2010-03-29T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:08:58.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#30'/><title type='text'>#10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;A photo of you taken over 10 years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7CwPQgc1EI/AAAAAAAABT4/7gN1yoBQcfs/s1600/img053+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7CwPQgc1EI/AAAAAAAABT4/7gN1yoBQcfs/s400/img053+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454052924921271362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I have cuter baby photos but no I'm not going to show them to you. I'm cute enough ^^ HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Today was so, so bad and I'm glad it's over)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-8022039707013964823?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/8022039707013964823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=8022039707013964823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/8022039707013964823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/8022039707013964823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/03/10.html' title='#10'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S7CwPQgc1EI/AAAAAAAABT4/7gN1yoBQcfs/s72-c/img053+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-8785846837212436193</id><published>2010-03-28T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:09:20.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#30'/><title type='text'>#09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A photo you took&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S699tB2AtqI/AAAAAAAABTY/UuiGA520p4s/s1600/P1090340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S699tB2AtqI/AAAAAAAABTY/UuiGA520p4s/s400/P1090340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453715886311519906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA COOL NOT :-) And it wasn't like preset okay it was really 11:11:11am on 11th November last year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-8785846837212436193?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/8785846837212436193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=8785846837212436193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/8785846837212436193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/8785846837212436193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/03/09.html' title='#09'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S699tB2AtqI/AAAAAAAABTY/UuiGA520p4s/s72-c/P1090340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-1781418280635741877</id><published>2010-03-27T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:09:40.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#30'/><title type='text'>#08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;A photo that makes you sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S64hGZbNqgI/AAAAAAAABTQ/kT_BOD813SE/s1600/birdie+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S64hGZbNqgI/AAAAAAAABTQ/kT_BOD813SE/s400/birdie+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453332592580209154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S64hGPKsbqI/AAAAAAAABTI/9CJqN_3moBU/s1600/birdie+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S64hGPKsbqI/AAAAAAAABTI/9CJqN_3moBU/s400/birdie+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453332589826567842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture made me feel quite sad when I saw it. Reading the description was far worse. I never knew that birds could be more faithful and loyal than some human beings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-1781418280635741877?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/1781418280635741877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=1781418280635741877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1781418280635741877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1781418280635741877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/03/08.html' title='#08'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S64hGZbNqgI/AAAAAAAABTQ/kT_BOD813SE/s72-c/birdie+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-6522581058899539376</id><published>2010-03-26T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:10:05.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#30'/><title type='text'>#07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A photo that makes you happy :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6zthyg7UfI/AAAAAAAABTA/W6oqMcJzKVg/s1600/IMG_0344+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6zthyg7UfI/AAAAAAAABTA/W6oqMcJzKVg/s400/IMG_0344+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452994413590172146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heeheehee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-6522581058899539376?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/6522581058899539376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=6522581058899539376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6522581058899539376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6522581058899539376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/03/07.html' title='#07'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6zthyg7UfI/AAAAAAAABTA/W6oqMcJzKVg/s72-c/IMG_0344+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-4078927751360221084</id><published>2010-03-25T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:10:25.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#30'/><title type='text'>#06</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6t04thutsI/AAAAAAAABS4/vvxMeXfAglY/s1600/tumblr_kxdphvdNo31qzx5i0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6t04thutsI/AAAAAAAABS4/vvxMeXfAglY/s400/tumblr_kxdphvdNo31qzx5i0o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452580291504682690" 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/8408090873811441322-4078927751360221084?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/4078927751360221084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=4078927751360221084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4078927751360221084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4078927751360221084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/03/06.html' title='#06'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6t04thutsI/AAAAAAAABS4/vvxMeXfAglY/s72-c/tumblr_kxdphvdNo31qzx5i0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-4160551866127063853</id><published>2010-03-24T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:10:46.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#30'/><title type='text'>#05</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your favourite quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6o1b3x0hmI/AAAAAAAABSw/Micf3E31bdg/s1600/IMG_0145+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6o1b3x0hmI/AAAAAAAABSw/Micf3E31bdg/s400/IMG_0145+edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452229051831060066" 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/8408090873811441322-4160551866127063853?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/4160551866127063853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=4160551866127063853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4160551866127063853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4160551866127063853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/03/05.html' title='#05'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6o1b3x0hmI/AAAAAAAABSw/Micf3E31bdg/s72-c/IMG_0145+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-5892383300228886957</id><published>2010-03-23T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:11:06.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#30'/><title type='text'>#04</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your favourite book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6ov-uqc0tI/AAAAAAAABSo/gQAsNa2Fs_E/s1600/mockingbird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6ov-uqc0tI/AAAAAAAABSo/gQAsNa2Fs_E/s400/mockingbird.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452223053609882322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partly because we did it for Lit in SN so this brings back quite a lot of memories, especially during Lit class, like dozing off while attempting to copy what Mrs Tian said resulting in slanted handwriting/writing of rubbish, feeling super nervous the first few lessons because Mrs Tian just seemed so, so scary, doing Lit group essays, being 'scolded' whenever our essays were crap, Mongoloids (heehee I really thought of you guys when I thought of this book), placing our bets with Mrs Tian for our 10 course dinner if we all got As for Lit and sooooo muchhhhhh moreeee. :-( Also because the themes of the book are just so powerful and moving, after you understand it (I don't even dare to type 'truly' because I doubt I will ever truly feel and understand the power of those themes). I remember this magical feeling after understanding the book. No kidding. Heeheehee I MISS ST NICKS :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-5892383300228886957?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/5892383300228886957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=5892383300228886957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5892383300228886957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5892383300228886957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/03/04.html' title='#04'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6ov-uqc0tI/AAAAAAAABSo/gQAsNa2Fs_E/s72-c/mockingbird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-3455272812314923050</id><published>2010-03-22T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:12:05.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#30'/><title type='text'>#03</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your favourite television programme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6eADU-vEdI/AAAAAAAABSQ/EPvqpmrYfQ8/s1600-h/prison+break.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6eADU-vEdI/AAAAAAAABSQ/EPvqpmrYfQ8/s400/prison+break.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451466668615078354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was (is) one of the few shows that had me hooked and watching super regularly on a weekly basis. The plot, okay at least for the 2.5 seasons that I watched, was goooooooood and always ended with cliffhangers which left me wanting to watch more (!!!!). Not to mention, I fell in love with&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6eFyAyYI4I/AAAAAAAABSY/DfWAIWk7fgg/s1600-h/wentworth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6eFyAyYI4I/AAAAAAAABSY/DfWAIWk7fgg/s400/wentworth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451472968206525314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6eJurYMriI/AAAAAAAABSg/C0PleDKZxsk/s1600-h/sucre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6eJurYMriI/AAAAAAAABSg/C0PleDKZxsk/s400/sucre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451477308966481442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha I think at one point in time (sec3 I think) I was mad about bald people. With 6 packs. And cute faces. Hahaha wth I sound like some pervert. Yeah anyway I was a super faithful viewer of the first 2.5 seasons, until I think it was nearing O levels which left me no time to watch any TV at all. :-( And being a poor girl I didn't buy the DVDs so now my memory of the plot is fading awayyyyyyyy. But it is really one of the few shows that I got quite addicted to heehee. I keep telling myself I will watch it after A levels but we'll see how things go hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-3455272812314923050?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/3455272812314923050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=3455272812314923050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/3455272812314923050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/3455272812314923050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/03/03.html' title='#03'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6eADU-vEdI/AAAAAAAABSQ/EPvqpmrYfQ8/s72-c/prison+break.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-6610504411774886022</id><published>2010-03-21T22:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:12:30.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#30'/><title type='text'>#02</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your favourite movie :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6YyceFVLSI/AAAAAAAABRw/t0IiDM5pUoU/s1600-h/2009_up_017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6YyceFVLSI/AAAAAAAABRw/t0IiDM5pUoU/s400/2009_up_017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451099863671713058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA so cute can see his tummy fats~ (applicable only to small children)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6Yyd9mg5gI/AAAAAAAABSI/x0maLbOV848/s1600-h/up_ellie_carl_mailbox+%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6Yyd9mg5gI/AAAAAAAABSI/x0maLbOV848/s400/up_ellie_carl_mailbox+%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451099889312261634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6YydQTFAeI/AAAAAAAABSA/DXONNc3yu2k/s1600-h/up+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6YydQTFAeI/AAAAAAAABSA/DXONNc3yu2k/s400/up+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451099877151146466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6YydA9ssFI/AAAAAAAABR4/8mrPQEpIL4c/s1600-h/up01-jpeg1+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6YydA9ssFI/AAAAAAAABR4/8mrPQEpIL4c/s400/up01-jpeg1+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451099873034940498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(one of my favourite pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6YyceFVLSI/AAAAAAAABRw/t0IiDM5pUoU/s1600-h/2009_up_017.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 1/4 of the movie, when they focus on the lives of Carl &amp;amp; Ellie, really made me believe that there is a possibility that a love as pure &amp;amp; innocent as what they had exists in real life (ha ha ha ha ha ha) and I guess that was what touched me :-) Sigh they give people false hopes that romance in real life is as good as what they have though. Nevermind good things are worth waiting for heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schooooooooooooooooool again tomorrow, for now I'm looking forward to Good Friday :-) Go go go go go 10 weeks will pass (even faster) and WE WILL ALL MAKE IT THROUGH AS HAPPY PEOPLE!!!!!!! Go friends (and self)!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-6610504411774886022?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/6610504411774886022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=6610504411774886022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6610504411774886022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6610504411774886022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/03/02.html' title='#02'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6YyceFVLSI/AAAAAAAABRw/t0IiDM5pUoU/s72-c/2009_up_017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-2117233814673145208</id><published>2010-03-20T23:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:13:21.437+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#30'/><title type='text'>#01</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your favourite song :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DD_HCmDNGS8&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DD_HCmDNGS8&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have many, many favourite songs but this is really #1 of all time I guess. I don't think I'll get sick of it :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I think I'm developing a G-phobia)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-2117233814673145208?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/2117233814673145208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=2117233814673145208&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2117233814673145208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2117233814673145208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/03/01.html' title='#01'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-414328044870313072</id><published>2010-03-19T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T00:27:49.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 day challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The challenge is to post the following in the next  thirty days.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Day 01 — Your favorite song&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 02 — Your favorite movie &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 03 —  Your favorite television program &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 04 — Your favorite book &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day  05 — Your favorite quote &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 06 — Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day  07 — A photo that makes you happy &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 08 — A photo that makes you  angry/sad&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 09 — A photo you took &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 10 — A photo of you  taken over ten years ago &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 11 — A photo of you taken recently &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day  12 — Whatever tickles your fancy &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 13 — A fictional book&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day  14 — A non-fictional book&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 15 — A fanfic &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 16 — A song that  makes you cry (or nearly) &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 17 — An art piece (painting, drawing,  sculpture, etc.) &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 18 — Whatever tickles your fancy &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 19 — A  talent of yours &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 20 — A hobby of yours &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 21 — A recipe &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day  22 — A website &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 23 — A YouTube video &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 24 — Whatever  tickles your fancy &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 25 — Your day, in great detail &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 26 —  Your week, in great detail &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 27 — This month, in great detail &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day  28 — This year, in great detail &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 29 — Hopes, dreams and plans  for the next 365 days &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Day 30 — Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for fun ^^ Let's see if I can keep this up for 30 days haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6OlGxcEg_I/AAAAAAAABRo/fmZ45owbyGE/s1600-h/sign.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6OlGxcEg_I/AAAAAAAABRo/fmZ45owbyGE/s400/sign.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450381509817304050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(haha I think this picture is quite cute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8408090873811441322-414328044870313072?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/414328044870313072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=414328044870313072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/414328044870313072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/414328044870313072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/03/30-day-challenge.html' title='30 day challenge'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S6OlGxcEg_I/AAAAAAAABRo/fmZ45owbyGE/s72-c/sign.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-6834929869927913898</id><published>2010-03-16T21:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T21:28:23.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not too soon, not too late</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5-EvXSbZWI/AAAAAAAABRY/5BShgwC4R6c/s1600-h/b210975387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5-EvXSbZWI/AAAAAAAABRY/5BShgwC4R6c/s400/b210975387.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449220023381615970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5-EvIL99CI/AAAAAAAABRQ/K39qRCTqBzs/s1600-h/ttw.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 169px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5-EvIL99CI/AAAAAAAABRQ/K39qRCTqBzs/s400/ttw.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449220019327988770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5-Euh6PodI/AAAAAAAABRI/smeWLHTj5kc/s1600-h/lion+king+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5-Euh6PodI/AAAAAAAABRI/smeWLHTj5kc/s400/lion+king+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449220009053102546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5-EuJXMJuI/AAAAAAAABRA/44uJbemRIXo/s1600-h/shoes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5-EuJXMJuI/AAAAAAAABRA/44uJbemRIXo/s400/shoes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449220002463622882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty &amp;amp; nice &amp;amp; colourful shoes make me happy :&gt; (Tiger oh Tigerrrrrrrrrrrrr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5-EtgkH7RI/AAAAAAAABQ4/D-sibiq7X3A/s1600-h/protection.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5-EtgkH7RI/AAAAAAAABQ4/D-sibiq7X3A/s400/protection.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449219991512018194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5-CqOBScdI/AAAAAAAABQw/h5a2VrHdwJI/s1600-h/tumblr_kyxvc06cE31qa9nc2o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5-CqOBScdI/AAAAAAAABQw/h5a2VrHdwJI/s400/tumblr_kyxvc06cE31qa9nc2o1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449217735971205586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She looked soooooooo pretty at the Oscars!!! &amp;amp; her dress was beautiful too! I think she's one of my favourite actresses now heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the whole day doing carbonyl today, I feel like my brain is super super rusty and I take very long to digest stuff. Both literally and figuratively. Sigh this whole week is busy but I don't have anything I'm really looking forward to!!!!!!! Why oh why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should all learn to numb our hearts, then maybe nobody'd get hurt anymore. (I'm scared)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-6834929869927913898?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/6834929869927913898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=6834929869927913898&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6834929869927913898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6834929869927913898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-too-soon-not-too-late.html' title='Not too soon, not too late'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5-EvXSbZWI/AAAAAAAABRY/5BShgwC4R6c/s72-c/b210975387.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-2933035941643495954</id><published>2010-03-14T22:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T23:24:05.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a trip and fall into the pit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5zs81u53JI/AAAAAAAABQg/sfRaKcvi-3A/s1600-h/IMG_0451%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5zs81u53JI/AAAAAAAABQg/sfRaKcvi-3A/s400/IMG_0451%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448490179171572882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(some of my favourite people in the whole, wide, entire world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TERM 1 2010 IS OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like forever that 9 weeks took so long to pass. And I'm badly lagging in Chem like nobody's business. Need! To! Catch! Up!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinners after school have been a source of comfort lately :-) Meeting the same few people, regardless of the little frequency we meet each other, is always a treat after sucky days at school. The food doesn't matter as much as the company and I'm so, so, so glad for y'all (you know who you are hee). Some days of school have just been a total torture in terms of timetable but thank goodness it's much better now with Killer Tuesdays changed slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was fun, one of the most relaxing half days I've had in a long time. Brain dead activities + talking cock = :-) Friday was the first time I got out of school so fast hahaha because my brain was just on the verge of shutting down. Dinner + ice-cream was superb though! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to do and so little time ughhhhhhhhhhh it's like an attempt to make us study 24/7. Sick. I am so, so, so sick of the system I seriously cannot wait to graduate. Never have I remembered in my entire life a time when I have felt sick and tired of school when I was still in SN. I swear the only thing that makes going to school bearable is friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to develop pretty photos and paste them allllllllllllllllllllll over my room to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5z_ACPYGlI/AAAAAAAABQo/GO3WXGiBKZ8/s1600-h/DSC00082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5z_ACPYGlI/AAAAAAAABQo/GO3WXGiBKZ8/s400/DSC00082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448510025277905490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh my tian. I can just kiss my march holidays goodbye. I think I'm going to fall in depression and stay in there for the rest of 2010 all the way till the last day of the 'A' levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-2933035941643495954?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/2933035941643495954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=2933035941643495954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2933035941643495954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2933035941643495954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/03/take-trip-and-fall-into-pit.html' title='Take a trip and fall into the pit'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5zs81u53JI/AAAAAAAABQg/sfRaKcvi-3A/s72-c/IMG_0451%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-5799532588056403670</id><published>2010-03-07T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:16:41.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And then I kiss your eyes, and thank God we're together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5O9qcZU5BI/AAAAAAAABQY/DTjhiyJJdUQ/s1600-h/b210975637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5O9qcZU5BI/AAAAAAAABQY/DTjhiyJJdUQ/s400/b210975637.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445904911295636498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AEROSMITH!!!! (Nessa!!!) :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everytime I say it'll be the last it always never is. E-N-O-U-G-H PLEASE!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I openly hate Chem but I'm really trying very very hard to get organic into my head. I will &amp;amp; I can!!!!!!!!!!! I DON'T H8 CHEM I DON'T H8 CHEM I DON'T H8 CHEM&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lit on Friday was one of a kind. First and probably the last. One of the cosiest lessons everrrrrr hahahaha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Congrats to everybody who got back their 'A' level results!!! Regardless of what you received I hope everybody's satisfied with what they got. And although there are some who are thoroughly disappointed I really hope that this will not get you down (doubt you'll ever see this) &amp;amp; remember that this is the year to really work!!!!!!!!! (Hi Nush you owe Nat &amp;amp; I a 6 course dinner heehee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paul Frank!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :-)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tiger :-((((((((((((((((((( (lifelong regret for not being filthy filthy filthy rich hahaha)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have waaaaaaaaay too small feet. Ugh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been missing 11:11 nowadays :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Epic fail:&lt;br /&gt;J: What is calamine ah?&lt;br /&gt;C: Huh? You mean the China milk powder thing is it?&lt;br /&gt;J: No that's melamine -_-&lt;br /&gt;C: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA um. ORH calamine lotion is it, the one you put when you have mosquito bites?&lt;br /&gt;J: Really ah? I don't know leh you know, the Lady Gaga song?&lt;br /&gt;C: Huh? She has a new song called Calamine???&lt;br /&gt;J: No no no it's in one of her songs... You know Pokerface?&lt;br /&gt;C: (after 2 seconds of silence) HAHAHA YOU MEAN " CAN'T READ MY, CAN'T READ MY" RIGHT!!! THE CHORUS!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;J: HAHAHA it's not calamine meh?!?!&lt;br /&gt;C: NO LA it's "can't read my, can't read my, no he can't read my, pokerface"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed until I nearly cried. My friends are hilarious they make me laugh and cheer me up when my day is super horrible :-) And I thought my "calamine" and "melamine" thing was bad enough. My fwends r the bestest in the world worzxz heeheehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(identity of my dear friend is protected heehee)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-5799532588056403670?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/5799532588056403670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=5799532588056403670&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5799532588056403670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5799532588056403670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-then-i-kiss-your-eyes-and-thank-god.html' title='And then I kiss your eyes, and thank God we&apos;re together'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S5O9qcZU5BI/AAAAAAAABQY/DTjhiyJJdUQ/s72-c/b210975637.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-3579798294098268617</id><published>2010-02-28T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:57:18.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't that mister mister</title><content type='html'>IT IS THE START OF A NEW WEEK = HAPPY THOUGHTS = OPTIMISM!!!!! + pictures to make myself feel a teeny weeny bit better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qOp_90nrI/AAAAAAAABQA/bzxB5jDVTwQ/s1600-h/b209788923+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qOp_90nrI/AAAAAAAABQA/bzxB5jDVTwQ/s400/b209788923+edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443319951827181234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qOpRpQzlI/AAAAAAAABP4/wKT51F5JUUQ/s1600-h/tumblr_kuakxdnERG1qzdubgo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qOpRpQzlI/AAAAAAAABP4/wKT51F5JUUQ/s400/tumblr_kuakxdnERG1qzdubgo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443319939392917074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qOpES7BAI/AAAAAAAABPw/P2qy8pB6EQc/s1600-h/tumblr_kt8zga6UH31qa1vdfo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qOpES7BAI/AAAAAAAABPw/P2qy8pB6EQc/s400/tumblr_kt8zga6UH31qa1vdfo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443319935809553410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE COME TO SINGAPORE!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qOo5SaYvI/AAAAAAAABPo/4U4suo7OKR8/s1600-h/paranormal+activity+haha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qOo5SaYvI/AAAAAAAABPo/4U4suo7OKR8/s400/paranormal+activity+haha.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443319932854625010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(hahahahahahahaha one of the worst shows I've ever watched; total waste of time + money)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qOos1DElI/AAAAAAAABPg/BOgK8uVqmWM/s1600-h/if+i+were+a+raincloud.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qOos1DElI/AAAAAAAABPg/BOgK8uVqmWM/s400/if+i+were+a+raincloud.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443319929510236754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qM0PCSeSI/AAAAAAAABPY/e3fJWsfPOgw/s1600-h/heehee+cute.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qM0PCSeSI/AAAAAAAABPY/e3fJWsfPOgw/s400/heehee+cute.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443317928647883042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qMzTzBOzI/AAAAAAAABPQ/rvURpHD5Bik/s1600-h/b210653639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qMzTzBOzI/AAAAAAAABPQ/rvURpHD5Bik/s400/b210653639.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443317912746146610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So colourful &amp;amp; cute!!!!! I think these would brighten anybody's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qMzJwM4LI/AAAAAAAABPI/WBJXDPrv2K8/s1600-h/b210447383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qMzJwM4LI/AAAAAAAABPI/WBJXDPrv2K8/s400/b210447383.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443317910049972402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qMy6Yv8_I/AAAAAAAABPA/x9z4wOq-wbA/s1600-h/b210575264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qMy6Yv8_I/AAAAAAAABPA/x9z4wOq-wbA/s400/b210575264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443317905925075954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qMyRooY5I/AAAAAAAABO4/66A3mffQl_Y/s1600-h/cartoons.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qMyRooY5I/AAAAAAAABO4/66A3mffQl_Y/s400/cartoons.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443317894985835410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This made me think of Yeeni!!! (Pikachu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh I can't really think of anything for me to look forward to this week. &amp;amp; this weekend was not productive especially today, I conked out like a coma patient the moment I got home and ughhhhhh was lazy la, basically. Grrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Fray's been stuck in my head, and I don't think I'll ever get sick of Thunder &amp;amp; Starlight, the latter not being connected to anything/anyone)&lt;br /&gt;(FB is being a slowpoke)&lt;br /&gt;(Sigh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sian cek puah&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-3579798294098268617?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/3579798294098268617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=3579798294098268617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/3579798294098268617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/3579798294098268617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/02/aint-that-mister-mister.html' title='Ain&apos;t that mister mister'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4qOp_90nrI/AAAAAAAABQA/bzxB5jDVTwQ/s72-c/b209788923+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-1653589181266620569</id><published>2010-02-28T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T01:51:45.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My left chest weighs a ton &amp; I don't like it :-(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4laC8Xj2fI/AAAAAAAABOw/ikIWC6appos/s1600-h/true+strength.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4laC8Xj2fI/AAAAAAAABOw/ikIWC6appos/s400/true+strength.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442980631265139186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sigh sigh sigh sigh my heart feels damn heavy now :-( Idk why but this week I did 2 stupid things (UNINTENTIONALLY, I SWEAR) which resulted in me feeling like a fool and very sorry for what I accidentally did. I really didn't mean to cause any sort of trouble in any way!!! I think I'm way too impulsive and I should really think before I just blurt out any rubbish that goes through my head. Because everytime I say something wrong there's nothing which can be done to salvage the situation except feeling damn guilty. Sorry's not good enough sometimes :-( (MCFLY but sigh sigh sigh not in the mood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuan yuan fan helped cheer me up though, even if it was for a mere 4 hours :-) Luv Ignis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-1653589181266620569?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/1653589181266620569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=1653589181266620569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1653589181266620569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1653589181266620569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-left-chest-weighs-ton-i-dont-like-it.html' title='My left chest weighs a ton &amp; I don&apos;t like it :-('/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S4laC8Xj2fI/AAAAAAAABOw/ikIWC6appos/s72-c/true+strength.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-6050844364536869851</id><published>2010-02-25T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T23:23:38.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You're full of w(h)ine"</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;TALENTIME TOMORROW I'm excited I hope we get to watch the performances!!! Especially those who are doing my 2 favourite songs heehee I hope they do them justice. And of course  dances which make me happy and laugh :-)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;QA tomorrow I think I'm going to die.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Annoying pest.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;8 rounds during PE on Monday I died.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope I don't explode my phone bill this month!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I accidentally ignored someone who waved to me today AND that person doesn't want to have eye contact with me now!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lunch was funny :-)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CAN'T WAIT FOR SATURDAY&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tuesdays are (somewhat) killers no more! :-)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tired therefore goodnight :-)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-6050844364536869851?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/6050844364536869851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=6050844364536869851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6050844364536869851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6050844364536869851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/02/youre-full-of-whine.html' title='&quot;You&apos;re full of w(h)ine&quot;'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-1742954746867978589</id><published>2010-02-20T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T01:11:35.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She took the midnight train going anywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S37AOTDCr8I/AAAAAAAABOo/bFT7CsWyEv8/s1600-h/4287181286_8187c29fb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S37AOTDCr8I/AAAAAAAABOo/bFT7CsWyEv8/s400/4287181286_8187c29fb1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439996751773872066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Within this week I have:&lt;br /&gt;- knocked my head against a door lock (NOT DOOR KNOB I'M SHORT BUT NOT &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; SHORT) resulting in an orh-ceh :-(&lt;br /&gt;- squirted superglue all over my fingers&lt;br /&gt;- nearly gotten my thumb and index finger stuck together&lt;br /&gt;- knocked my head against the fridge door&lt;br /&gt;- witnessed someone drooling during a tutorial (hahahahahahahaha oh my goodness)&lt;br /&gt;- conducted (somewhat) proper sectionals in a long, long time&lt;br /&gt;- shared a secret with a friend&lt;br /&gt;- had a deja vu which was mildly amusing (about H hahaha what in the world)&lt;br /&gt;- had a super, duper weird dream (comparable to the one about my own marriage)&lt;br /&gt;- amused and disgusted myself with robot-related applications on FB&lt;br /&gt;- felt like digging a hole and hiding myself in it (twice)&lt;br /&gt;- pretended I didn't see (insert name here) and did not say hi (this will change!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;- been mean to (insert name here) BUT kind of redeemed myself heeheehee&lt;br /&gt;- been reading!!!! (a bit) HEEHEE intellectual (insert geek face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am slowly but surely catching up with tutorials!!! For Math at least. And Econs. Can't say the same for Chem, although I really and honestly do feel bad about the organic chem quiz but I can't grasp anything cause everything's inter-related!!!! UGH I will chiong and catch up someday soon though. HI WAKE UP CALL PLEASE! Kind of excited for Talentime I hope everything goes well!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was honestly touched by a group of guys @ a certain cafe @ a certain shopping centre. They surprised their friend with a birthday cake + a really good acapella version of Happy Birthday. I don't know why but I always thought that guys were real slip-shot with their friends' birthdays, okay maybe not slip-shot but I always assumed that guys won't put in the effort to surprise their friends, like just ask the birthday boy out + take out the birthday cake + sing + taupok or whatever you have and celebration over, but this group took the effort to give the guy a surprise. And their birthday song made my goosebumps stand because it was just reaaaaaally good (I think they're all from choir la haha). I think that birthday boy was real happy hahaha. Orrrrr maybe because I'm just super envious of people who are talented in the artsy-fartsy way, like singing/dancing/playing an instrument super well/drawing, you get the idea. That is because my brain is not being used at all, resulting in me not being smart nor talented sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;18TH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;KEX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(I know you'll see this hahaha) Rudolph sends you his love + a flying kiss!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-1742954746867978589?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/1742954746867978589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=1742954746867978589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1742954746867978589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1742954746867978589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/02/she-took-midnight-train-going-anywhere.html' title='She took the midnight train going anywhere'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S37AOTDCr8I/AAAAAAAABOo/bFT7CsWyEv8/s72-c/4287181286_8187c29fb1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-4393388799052097577</id><published>2010-02-14T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T01:21:00.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy happy happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S3Vz0FwtHjI/AAAAAAAABOQ/PIlDNbgh2mI/s1600-h/P1090539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S3Vz0FwtHjI/AAAAAAAABOQ/PIlDNbgh2mI/s400/P1090539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437379463856594482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; CHINESE &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt; YEAR!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:-D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(even my tissue box is festive~~)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;CNY celebrations in school were alright I guess, though it really paled in comparison to SN but I liked the WD item!!! Heehee Nessa &amp;amp; Yiyin nicely done man :-) And as the same as last year, Vday in school was sooooooooo toned down as compared to SN ugh ugh I remember the mad rush on Vday every year when everybody's desk was filled to the brim with chocolates + cookies + flowers and what creative stuff you had!!! Oh man I really miss the all-girls' atmosphere :-( But this year was better than last year I guess. Thanks everybody for your luuuuuurve!!! Heehee and on a completely random note, I really like OG10!!!! OG10 ftw :-) OG dinner on Thursday was entertaining and fun :-) I really hope you guys stay close and continue to meet up!! And invite us as long heeheehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch @ Astons was gooooood I loved just sitting and talking after that I haven't done that in a thousand years! Nice to catch up and everything :-) Feels great when we can talk about anything and everything!! Dinner both yesterday and today were good as well :-) (I desperately need to expand my vocab) I like meeting people during CNY because it just feels so homey and nice. Met my twin cousins whom I have not seen in a thousand and eighty-one years, it's kind of sad because we used to be so close when we were young and now, like my parents &amp;amp; grandparents &amp;amp; auntie &amp;amp; uncle were saying, we are like strangers already :-( But they're so pretty now!!! :-) And my small cousins are all growing up so fast Cute Girl is already P1 this year!!! I feel so old the thought of being 18 this year seriously scares the boogers out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week has been a mad rush, the earliest I've slept was after midnight and there wasn't a day in school where I didn't doze off. Therefore it is understandable for my 14-near-15 hour sleep today!!! I feel so much more energized as compared to the whole of this week. I could even doze off while standing on a bus hahaha how embarrassing. On the car ride to Malaysia I slept 5 minutes into the car ride and only amazingly woke up at the right moments ie at customs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talentime auditions were this week as well, there was one audition which made me go 'Wow'. Okay no maybe two. Orrrrrr at most three?? Can't wait for the actual performances though!!! Kex &amp;amp; Kit Han (I hope I didn't get her name wrong) should totally guest perform with their rendition of I'm Yours!!! What's missing is just a singer to do the song justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a desperate need to catch up with work. Seriously. I felt damn bad when Mr Ng asked me if I studied and although I didn't lie and told him I didn't, I just felt reaaaaaally down :-( Sigh my my I need smarter brains. And a hardworking trait. I should attempt to pay attention during DY's tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously disappointed + disgusted you made me wonder why on earth I stood up for you before? And now I am 100000% convinced everything I heard is true and I am not going to trust you anymore nor help you or bother about all your ramblings. I am so tempted to just stop being your friend altogether ughhhhh. I am really glad the next 4 days are holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing about a lot of stuff makes me really paranoid sometimes. Like I hear about a lot of back-stabbing and bitching and hypocrisy and I wonder whether anybody will do that to me? There are so, so many people around me whom I didn't know were so two faced and that really scares me. Like you could be my friend but for all I know you're telling people all about my flaws and spreading stuff behind my back. So scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the weather is so hot nowadays it is kind of disgusting!!!!! I AM SUPER EXCITED ABOUT THE 27TH THOUGH I HOPE EVERYBODY CAN MAKE IT!!!!!! :-D Heehee okay off to sleep again my body needs rest, more visiting tomorrow!!! And angbaos hahaha. (I still haven't blogged about BLG and Genesis but I will someday properly with photos and all because they are very significant events in my life!!! For this year at least!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-4393388799052097577?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/4393388799052097577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=4393388799052097577&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4393388799052097577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4393388799052097577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-happy-happy.html' title='Happy happy happy'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S3Vz0FwtHjI/AAAAAAAABOQ/PIlDNbgh2mI/s72-c/P1090539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-2058455077091186690</id><published>2010-02-01T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T23:27:59.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tango round the hall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S2btJ0LkHjI/AAAAAAAABOI/PYhl4VYugCQ/s1600-h/IMG_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S2btJ0LkHjI/AAAAAAAABOI/PYhl4VYugCQ/s400/IMG_0092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433290753350835762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(this is just a testament of how awesome my photography skills are - not my fault that Jeremy wasn't off the ground with the rest of the OGLs of OG9 heeheehee AND THE WORDS SPELL OG10!!! OG10!!! OG10!!! is going to taupok you HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 of Genesis and I'm having fun (finally) hahaha. Station games got us off to a wet start - very wet, really, and I'm reaaaaaaally thankful that I didn't get dunked :-) For all the right reasons!!!!!! And as compared to last year, this year was much more organised and we actually finished early, how rare is that? I had fun with OG10 heehee. Although 2 have left, 2 have joined and we are now still 22 strong!! Yay :-) And I'm finally beginning to remember names (much better than Sam thanks) and faces!!!! And it makes me happy when people remember mine too! Guess all the self-introduction on Thursday/Friday helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt quite bad after the forfeit today because I realised I was such a spoilsport (!!). Compared to John la (I hope I didn't get the name wrong). Cause firstly I'm reaaaaaaally reaaaaaaaaally reaaaaaaaally not used to being carried around let alone by a guy, will shy one leh. And I think I'm immovable hahahahaha too fatzxz. Therefore paiseh + gang-kor = spoilsport. Although I bet nobody will remember la but I just felt quite.... after that. BUT I had fun during OG bonding session H2O was super fun and it's a great game which manages to make everybody participate! And get high :-) Although it left us all sweaty + smelly and high towards the end of the day. But still! Fun :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk-in was gooooooood I think everything's really falling into place already!!!! And I finally got my complete attire already thanks to Sam :-) I've got a new greeting for Yeeni which we're going to try out tomorrow w/o bursting into laughter HAHAHA can't wait! And walk-in practice at the hall tomorrow FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay tomorrow's going to be fun :-) I hope I don't return home smelling as fragrant as a pile of poo and smelling like a dead animal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-2058455077091186690?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/2058455077091186690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=2058455077091186690&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2058455077091186690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2058455077091186690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/02/tango-round-hall.html' title='Tango round the hall'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S2btJ0LkHjI/AAAAAAAABOI/PYhl4VYugCQ/s72-c/IMG_0092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-8392738720843472305</id><published>2010-01-30T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T00:02:43.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So bring on the rain &amp; bring on the thunder!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S2RVWsxYqfI/AAAAAAAABOA/SCKOzDUa8vk/s1600-h/lo7928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 340px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S2RVWsxYqfI/AAAAAAAABOA/SCKOzDUa8vk/s400/lo7928.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432560898979441138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(obviously this is not taken by anybody I know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY NIGHT WAS ONE OF THE BEST NIGHTS EVER~~~ But I'm not going to blog about it until I get all the fantastic photos from F!!!! Some are really taken like professional photographers, no thanks to me and credits of those photos go to F and WJ :-) Saw a few familiar faces there heeheehee!!!!! My love for Thunder is rekindled :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday's orientation was... kind of non-existant haha the programme's similar to last year's. BUT we got to meet the OG properly and play games and stuff! 2 members of OG10 successfully appealed out to RI/VJ though so we're left withhhhh 21. I think. Not very sure haha. But anyway Sam and I are like 'laxing' haha cause there're 8 OGLs for each OG!! Way more than enough. But we're having fun la so :-) Made new friends especially Pretty Girl, hahaha I think we'll get along quite well because we all talk cock together hahahahaha it's hilarious. Walk-in prac was HILARIOUS Lionel made me laugh until I think my abs developed. Dinner with F was goooooooood, both company + food :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a pig all I did today was to eat + sleep. I was so tired I couldn't even survive watching tv without falling asleep!!! But I managed to watch the whole first episode of Glee! Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeeni &amp;amp; I came up with an idea for a photo list for all the OGLs of Ignis!!! HAHA and it must be taken with funny faces not those glam kind. Heeheeheehee I hope we really make one because it'll be damn funny if it turns out right and we'll have lots of fun :-) I like all the Ignis OGLs hahaha walk-in pracs are getting more fun every time :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-8392738720843472305?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/8392738720843472305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=8392738720843472305&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/8392738720843472305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/8392738720843472305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-bring-on-rain-bring-on-thunder.html' title='So bring on the rain &amp; bring on the thunder!!!!'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S2RVWsxYqfI/AAAAAAAABOA/SCKOzDUa8vk/s72-c/lo7928.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-5984374824067336313</id><published>2010-01-27T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T00:01:58.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TO MY #01 MATH IDOL,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S18Q_e25IXI/AAAAAAAABN4/5DcFjaVEORs/s1600-h/17959_1070376257053_1755537978_145896_8011536_n%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S18Q_e25IXI/AAAAAAAABN4/5DcFjaVEORs/s400/17959_1070376257053_1755537978_145896_8011536_n%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431078358433210738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;18TH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ANG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ZI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;YANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that today'll be a fantabulous day for you and that you like your presents and card!!! As well as the lovely Winxclub cake heeheehee :-) Stay happy always &amp;amp; I hope 2010'll be a really awesome year for you! OG12 ftw :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-5984374824067336313?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/5984374824067336313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=5984374824067336313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5984374824067336313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5984374824067336313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-my-01-math-idol.html' title='TO MY #01 MATH IDOL,'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S18Q_e25IXI/AAAAAAAABN4/5DcFjaVEORs/s72-c/17959_1070376257053_1755537978_145896_8011536_n%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-5652941033416704795</id><published>2010-01-24T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T00:14:44.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sissy + Fat boy = Epic retards I luv</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1xfvq1YDaI/AAAAAAAABNY/BbsKrPJ0bGY/s1600-h/CIMG4440+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1xfvq1YDaI/AAAAAAAABNY/BbsKrPJ0bGY/s400/CIMG4440+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430320523258629538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I sent an SMS to my sissy asking her how to simplify 2i (less than) 6u, all in a bid to get her to text me 'i (less than 3)u' (ya I know, it's a cheap thrill for me la okay haha). Here is how our epic conversation went:&lt;br /&gt;Me: How do you simplify 2i(less than)6u???&lt;br /&gt;Her: siao u sure u got the qn correct? Haha&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ya?? Correct! How to simplify?&lt;br /&gt;Her: i cant simplify alr. I and u are diff leh&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh try leh. What diff what's the simplest form of that?&lt;br /&gt;Her: Isis u(less than)3u?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't think so leh the LHS is 2i what?&lt;br /&gt;Her: then u take 6 / 2 loh. Thats why become 1i and 3u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in time she actually calls me to explains how she got 1i and 3u. Actually by the first SMS she sent to me I was laughing already haha typical reply. And I wonder how in the world she aced her 'O's Math + A.Math. Fat boy aka little brother is a retard as well hahahahaha 'Look at my goatee!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think from now on my weekends are more or less going to be spent catching up with tutorials :-( School days make me super tired these days and by the time I reach home bathe eat I'm so tired I can sleep sitting up, no kidding. I think I'm aging faster than I think I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1xvGBJ-GqI/AAAAAAAABNo/qpHjiYYjsKg/s1600-h/Picture0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1xvGBJ-GqI/AAAAAAAABNo/qpHjiYYjsKg/s400/Picture0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430337399882128034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Don't. Like. P&amp;amp;C. And. Probability. My tree diagram got from rather neat to........ I don't know what hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday tomorrow!!!! B I'm going to keep your quote in mind. I'm not going to dread Mondays anymore I am going to psycho myself to like Mondays if that is possible haha. I'm still going to pray that it rains in the afternoon tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RING DING DONG RING DING DONG RING DING DING DING DING DING DING DONG TOMORROW HAHAHAHA I get to laugh like crazy with my new friends again :-) 4 days to O2!!! And one week to the real fun la huh hahaha. OOH 4 DAYS TO BLG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-5652941033416704795?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/5652941033416704795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=5652941033416704795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5652941033416704795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5652941033416704795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/01/sissy-fat-boy-epic-retards-i-luv.html' title='Sissy + Fat boy = Epic retards I luv'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1xfvq1YDaI/AAAAAAAABNY/BbsKrPJ0bGY/s72-c/CIMG4440+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-34601405710809311</id><published>2010-01-22T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T00:14:26.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In time, the volume of my feelings would be turned down in gentle increments to near quiet and yet the record would still spin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1nIq_SmtJI/AAAAAAAABNI/bcANbC0EbUU/s1600-h/4287181286_8187c29fb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1nIq_SmtJI/AAAAAAAABNI/bcANbC0EbUU/s400/4287181286_8187c29fb1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429591466641372306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;01 &lt;/span&gt;I'm good :-) Although the current state of things is like cow dung, I'm no longer going to bother myself with you (at all) because I know nothing will change anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;02&lt;/span&gt; Walk-in this week has been quite fun :-) And I cannot believe I'm responding to Jessica (inside joke) omg I'm unconsciously adopting a second name!!!!!!!!! Unbelievable!!!!! UGH hahaha. And we learnt the Ring Ding Dong song today which was... funny. But I believe it'll be nice if we all do it well! And our dance is more or less confirmed its just left with some positionings/partnering. YAY! It feels much better during walk-in now especially when we (finally) know all the steps and are all dancing together :-) Looking forward to O2!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;03&lt;/span&gt; I think I did something wrong again. How else do you explain how I felt when I heard that _. S.h.i.t. things are NOT SUPPOSED TO BE THIS WAY!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;04&lt;/span&gt; I think I'm really secretly damn shy and/or an introvert. I take damn long just to warm up to people and dare to initiate conversations with people (esp if you are not a girl). Ha ha ha ha joke of the year. And it is so embarrassing when people catch me looking at them, either on purpose (HAHA SO AWKWARD) or on accident. It is amazing how fast your eyeballs can move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;05&lt;/span&gt; I have 1001 things to do this weekend. I hope my hair dries faster -&gt; sleep NOW -&gt; wake up early -&gt; start doing things and checking them off my diary. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sian nor buah&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA NESSA!!!!!!!!!!!! :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW I know why orientation starts on a Thursday this year!!! It's to give people time to appeal + MOE to settle all the appeals over the weekend so school 'officially' starts on a Monday!!!! Am I smart or am I smart (insert smug face).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I happened to browse upon this and I found it hilarious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1nIrXrnYXI/AAAAAAAABNQ/uhBHbERDL7I/s1600-h/tumblr_kvj3qqKCE91qzdubgo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1nIrXrnYXI/AAAAAAAABNQ/uhBHbERDL7I/s400/tumblr_kvj3qqKCE91qzdubgo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429591473188725106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to love Mulan HAHAHAHAHAHA when I saw this picture the song immediately started playing in my head. I think #1 is the most important hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. But it sounds super lame la. #5 sounds like a typical Scorpio. The other 3.... Idk haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIVE MORE DAYS TO BLG!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; HAPPINESS ABOUNDS!!!!!!!!!!! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-34601405710809311?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/34601405710809311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=34601405710809311&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/34601405710809311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/34601405710809311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-time-volume-of-my-feelings-would-be.html' title='In time, the volume of my feelings would be turned down in gentle increments to near quiet and yet the record would still spin'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1nIq_SmtJI/AAAAAAAABNI/bcANbC0EbUU/s72-c/4287181286_8187c29fb1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-5575812163854753428</id><published>2010-01-17T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T23:38:49.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I know someday it'll all turn out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1Mr9a0GZxI/AAAAAAAABNA/5TXLKVr8rvs/s1600-h/tumblr_kuq9rciZKD1qapu99o1_500+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1Mr9a0GZxI/AAAAAAAABNA/5TXLKVr8rvs/s400/tumblr_kuq9rciZKD1qapu99o1_500+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427730310081439506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was a goooooooooood day :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something epic happened just now in a MSN convo (hahahahahahahahaha) and I received one of the funniest emails I have ever received in my entire life. It made me look like a complete retard trying not to laugh in front of a laptop but hey, now I have something to look at whenever I'm feeling down HAHAHAHAHAHAHA but I won't show it to anyone la don't worry :-) And I'm honestly really happy for you!!! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to rush to tuition today because I completely forgot that BP was undergoing renovation. Apparently there is a mega project to connect the Kallang River to BP. So there will be some super long river/stream or something throughout the whole park. Aaaaaaaaand although we were slightly early we were still one of the latest to arrive and had to sit separately oh man. Next week we'll go earlier!!!!!!!!!!! Lunch was hilarious we are forever unable to decide where to eat. Thomson Plaza is our new hangout (ha ha joke).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so not looking forward to tomorrow because Mondays are really my worst days. I have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every single subject&lt;/span&gt; on Monday, no kidding. Chem Econs GP Lit Math AND EVEN PE ugh. Not to mention String after that and for the next 2 weeks, walk-in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I COLLECTED THE BLG TICKETS TODAY!!! FINALLY!!! HAPPINESS :-)&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/8408090873811441322-5575812163854753428?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/5575812163854753428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=5575812163854753428&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5575812163854753428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5575812163854753428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-i-know-someday-itll-all-turn-out.html' title='And I know someday it&apos;ll all turn out'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1Mr9a0GZxI/AAAAAAAABNA/5TXLKVr8rvs/s72-c/tumblr_kuq9rciZKD1qapu99o1_500+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-6213736823415163112</id><published>2010-01-17T00:11:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T10:17:25.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We only got 86 400 seconds in a day to turn it all around or throw it all away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since everybody's telling my blog is constantly sounding like an emo kidxzxz these days (haha paiseh la) I shall liven it with really, really cute pictures that I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1HmX_goWjI/AAAAAAAABMw/392O_ZaoFhg/s1600-h/turtle+cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1HmX_goWjI/AAAAAAAABMw/392O_ZaoFhg/s400/turtle+cropped.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427372325817834034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Interesting. Hahaha this reminds me of the days when my brother used to force me to play Pokemon cards/Beyblade/Digimon/whatever rubbish stuff you could think off with him because I guess at home there was no one else to play with him and I was the closest to him in age. Therefore my (limited) knowledge of Pokemon grew from there haha. I remember I used to like Charmander!!! HAHAHAHA and Pikachu was always cuter than um Pichu. However you spell it. F showed me the YouTube video of the Pikachu song and BOY IT IS SO ANNOYING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1HmXoJdQmI/AAAAAAAABMo/L3_IhGSpeU4/s1600-h/tumblr_kw7xxiYwxw1qzxzwwo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 369px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1HmXoJdQmI/AAAAAAAABMo/L3_IhGSpeU4/s400/tumblr_kw7xxiYwxw1qzxzwwo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427372319546622562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If Kex ever sees this, I'm sure he'll agree that the animals are reaaaaaaaally cute!!! Heeheehee the bear is soooooooo cute :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1HmXH3hjeI/AAAAAAAABMg/9lrt9BA6NEE/s1600-h/tumblr_kwax1cOyLr1qzdubgo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1HmXH3hjeI/AAAAAAAABMg/9lrt9BA6NEE/s400/tumblr_kwax1cOyLr1qzdubgo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427372310881471970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JUMPING BURGER HAHAHA I think the arms &amp;amp; legs are so skinny and stick-like-ly cute!! Ya okay my vocabulary is kind of limited hahahah I get your point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1HmYNUEWyI/AAAAAAAABM4/0KuiBbtgCo8/s1600-h/tumblr_kway9l69s21qzdubgo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1HmYNUEWyI/AAAAAAAABM4/0KuiBbtgCo8/s400/tumblr_kway9l69s21qzdubgo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427372329523239714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh really? Hahahaha I remember in Sec 3 we all had to do this speech thing for English and I wrote about rainbows. Up till then I had no idea that rainbows were the international symbols for gays until I started doing research on rainbows. And. Rainbows remind me of Warren HAHAHA and his birthday messages for everybody. And rainbows remind me of OG12 people!!!!!! :-D The 7 of us I mean. I'm still looking forward (and waiting) for our shirts :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1HmWxwxPxI/AAAAAAAABMY/LGpN8HOSXjc/s1600-h/tumblr_kw71ngc0Op1qzdubgo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1HmWxwxPxI/AAAAAAAABMY/LGpN8HOSXjc/s400/tumblr_kw71ngc0Op1qzdubgo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427372304947560210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahaha this picture, reminds me of walk-in. Looks kind of like baby freeze! I'M EXCITED ABOUT ORIENTATION BTW heehee and now for some reason I seem to be seeing the people whom I knew through OGL camp everywhere in school! Seriously. Hahaha and Yeeni &amp;amp; Sam never fail to call me by their nickname for me - which I refuse to admit to hahahahaha but I think over time I will get used to it already like how I got used to Shuimu although it was so awful in the beginning! Anyway I can't wait I think it's going to be exciting! Pity we're all taking different OGs though. Nevermind I hope we'll still get together during all the breaks and everything to talk/eat/play!!! And another major plus point is that nearly the remaining 6 OG12 people are all OGLs!!! Except for Ms Chen Meifeng. Can't wait to see them during walk-in because I think it'll be realllllllly nice to see them dance :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friday was the first time I reached home so early on a school day. Probably the first and last how sad. From next week onwards nearly everyday'll end quite late. First time I went for tuition in my entire life also, it was waaaaay better than what I thought. I was more attentive than I was in my entire year of Econs tutorial, no kidding. 'Minus one million people or so - the occassional tsunami' and 'If the currency of the Japanese is Yen, Chinese is Yuan, what is the currency of the Germans?' hahahaha hilarious. But I don't know why I had the feeling I was the only one laughing with him! Same frequency hahahaha. I don't know whether I should continue with both tuition though because if I do 2 subjects (ya la stupid people need to go for 2 subjects okay haha) it'll cost quite a bit each month, not to mention continuing it for the next 10 months or so. And I feel damn bad spending so much of my papa and mum's hard earned money because over the last 10 years or something I've been spending so much on piano &amp;amp; viola!!!! Ugh when I grow up (ha ha joke) I must go and earn lots of money to repay and pamper my parents!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm in quite a good mood today, partly because I'm happy for _ (you know who you are I hope!) for making up your mind to settle things once and for all!!! Go go go go go you can do it man. And partly because I cannot believe I plopped my fat butt cheeks in front of the laptop for the whole, entire day to finish GP and I actually did it faster than I expected! Not bad. Maybe because I forced myself not to sign in to MSN and FB haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi friend(s) I really hope everything goes well for you. Please know that I WILL BE HERE should you need to talk/a listener!!! And if it ever helps, my advice is FOC too! I support you allllllll theeeeeeeee wayyyyyyyy &amp;amp; at the end no matter what happens I just hope you're as happy as before :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha I think GP burned my brains. Anyway, the first week of school is over and all I have to say is, "ARE YOU KIDDING ME ALL THAT TIME HAS ONLY EQUATED TO A WEEK?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya anyway for entertainment's sake, here's the (in my opinion) super irritating video of Pikachu singing. If you even consider that singing. I couldn't even last a minute, I highly doubt I lasted 30 seconds so do watch the video! If you can last all 4+ minutes of it, I salute you! From the bottom of my humongous heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qZPMmUEHFIU&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qZPMmUEHFIU&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-6213736823415163112?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/6213736823415163112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=6213736823415163112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6213736823415163112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6213736823415163112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-only-got-86-400-seconds-in-day-to.html' title='We only got 86 400 seconds in a day to turn it all around or throw it all away'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S1HmX_goWjI/AAAAAAAABMw/392O_ZaoFhg/s72-c/turtle+cropped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-2187393444696083607</id><published>2010-01-13T22:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:20:47.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me where to start &amp; tell me something I don't know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S03gIhcP4dI/AAAAAAAABMQ/5K058YM7-M4/s1600-h/tumblr_kw6pqcnryC1qzjxo5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S03gIhcP4dI/AAAAAAAABMQ/5K058YM7-M4/s400/tumblr_kw6pqcnryC1qzjxo5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426239563071742418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day #3 of school and I'm sian-ed to the max already hahaha. Feels like there has been school since forever and the routine has never changed, although I can still vaguely remember last year's timetable and am not adjusted to this year's yet. All my long breaks are gone! And I feel more like a PCME/BCME student rather than a hybrid, with only a few hour long breaks within the week. Although the brightest side of all is that my Friday ends super early :-) Early to the extent that I have to wait for the side gate to open haha but I think when extra Lit lessons start that will no longer be the case. I hope it ends latest by 1.30 though!!!!!!!!!!!! Pretty please with a side order of me hahaha I'm joking. That line has been stuck with me ever since I watched the trailer for Alvin &amp;amp; the Chipmunks 2, somehow I think that line's super hilarious when he (whichever chipmunk he is) said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really disappointed me. Really. It felt like a tight slap and a wake-up call because I've been somewhat living in my own bubble and believing that everybody's good-natured to begin with and everybody'll all get along very well together like the best of friends but oh no, you just had to ruin that for me. I'm scared that this will be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; reason I start stereotyping, just when I tried really hard not to and not to judge people from others' mistakes. I don't like this at all :-( Only one person will know what I'm talking about haha and yes you totally spoiled my day today because I was feeling like my heart weighed a ton. But the later part of the day was better, viewing our Awesome video heehee in LT1 and meeting a few String people after millions of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss how things used to be. Is it really all my fault?&lt;br /&gt;(but yesterday just one small thing made my day though heehee :-) )&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/8408090873811441322-2187393444696083607?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/2187393444696083607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=2187393444696083607&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2187393444696083607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2187393444696083607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/01/tell-me-where-to-start-tell-me.html' title='Tell me where to start &amp; tell me something I don&apos;t know'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S03gIhcP4dI/AAAAAAAABMQ/5K058YM7-M4/s72-c/tumblr_kw6pqcnryC1qzjxo5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-738306972720584763</id><published>2010-01-10T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T22:39:22.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark, big, warm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S0niD8gG8qI/AAAAAAAABMA/6mTKYLA8idM/s1600-h/tumblr_kvmtkylmcJ1qzdubgo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S0niD8gG8qI/AAAAAAAABMA/6mTKYLA8idM/s400/tumblr_kvmtkylmcJ1qzdubgo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425115783552758434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahahaha this picture is so cute. #1, #2, #5, #9 and #10 are impossible to do for me. But I'm really going to try and save more money!!! To (re)pay for my BLG tickets :-( And to have the luxury of being able to really eat atas stuff when we go out. Once in a while la not always haha if not all the money would be gone again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling so weird I have no idea why. My stomach feels empty yet full yet butterfly-y! Without any legitimate reason. Oh and I hope everyone who'll be taking their 'O's results tomorrow will be happy with what they get in the end :-) Hope the blue badges will do really well! Hope that I'll see familiar faces after the SH1s join us (in String hopefully!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our orientation package on Friday! And this year's pack is waaaaaay nicer than last year's, in my opinion. 3 McDonald coloured shirts (haha) and a FAT FILE I like!! Heeheehee. With a splash of my favvvv colour somemore :-) We were really drained on the second day of OGL camp, no idea why but it got better later during the day. Dance practice was funny, we kept practicing in a circle and laughing at everything and nothing :-) The 2 songs are stuck in my head! I'm reaaaaaally looking forward to orientation and especially dance night now!!! Egg-citing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason why tomorrow will be mildly exciting, is the fact that I get to see Lim Shih Yan Jolene Natalie after 1000 years!!! For a short time only somemore. TUESDAY TUESDAY TUESDAY TUESDAY TUESDAY!!! And tomorrow's going to be the first time I get a _ done haha how exciting/embarrassing/scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-738306972720584763?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/738306972720584763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=738306972720584763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/738306972720584763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/738306972720584763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/01/dark-big-warm.html' title='Dark, big, warm'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S0niD8gG8qI/AAAAAAAABMA/6mTKYLA8idM/s72-c/tumblr_kvmtkylmcJ1qzdubgo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-9107688961922042439</id><published>2010-01-07T23:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:14:48.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ixion~~~~</title><content type='html'>Half of the OGL camp is over and done with! And I have to admit it was waaaaaaaaay better than I expected haha seriously. I think it's due to the company I had today, both girlies &amp;amp; guys :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we were split into OGL groups both the groups from Ignis sort of became one big group after the station games and played all sorts of games together everywhere. Hahaha and the people are quite nice :-) New friends! :-) I was entertained by __ today thoroughly. I swear I could hide a secret video camera and film that person down for just one day, watch the video and die laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's mass dance isn't as hard as last year's, I think. And it's a Rihanna song againnnnnnn hahaha. The JH dance is quite cute! I like the chorus. And by the end of the day all our faces were the same: -__- cause we were all so tired already I think we all laughed too much at Yicen &amp;amp; her prized possession and Yeeni &amp;amp; I at __ together heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learnt some new cheer from the people who attended YLTC, PYY and I got super high after the first station because not only does it look retarded, its fun in a retarded way. Hahaha and that woke us up for the day I guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of looking forward to tomorrow, not bad at all for something which I thought would be quite boring. I think tomorrow'll be even more exciting than today! Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was goooooood too, with some of my favourite people, even though it was kind of late. I satisfied my Ajisen craving but after thinking about it, maybe it wasn't worth the price after all :-( I kind of forgot I had to save money and there goes my moolah. But nevermind once school starts I will start saving as much as I can!!! For many, many reasons!!!&lt;br /&gt;(I realise that I type 'hahaha' waaaaaaay too much. But I think it's better than LOL? I don't get why people even use LOL in the first place.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah-ji, ah-ji-PEK!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-9107688961922042439?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/9107688961922042439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=9107688961922042439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/9107688961922042439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/9107688961922042439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/01/ixion.html' title='Ixion~~~~'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-170649908449495098</id><published>2010-01-05T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T00:27:42.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ace my S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S0NQLRW2CVI/AAAAAAAABLw/cVPnvpDJ1JI/s1600-h/n727236931_1752158_2654%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S0NQLRW2CVI/AAAAAAAABLw/cVPnvpDJ1JI/s400/n727236931_1752158_2654%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423266530852211026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(BELATED)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;18TH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;TEO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;JESS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;LING&lt;/span&gt; :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So sorry I couldn't make it to your Macs party, but I think you had a blast nevertheless! We have to meet up soooooooon I really hope we'll find some time in the first week of school or something yes!!! Hope that 2010 will be a way better year than 2009 was for you, take care!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S0NZgTBg3SI/AAAAAAAABL4/w2o7t2KkSIk/s1600-h/IMG_0464%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S0NZgTBg3SI/AAAAAAAABL4/w2o7t2KkSIk/s400/IMG_0464%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423276787681516834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got to eat my great (durian) ice-kachang last week. During a #1 secret outing haha I'm kidding but I got to say, I really enjoyed the last day of 2009 as well as the first day of 2010. JUST LOOK AT THE COLOURS!! Lovely. Sadly I only know of about 3 other people who share the love of ice-kachang haha. And only one eats it the way I do :-( Nevermind exclusive people are special people!!! Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S0IB2Q8gKPI/AAAAAAAABLo/3c0F86lepYw/s1600-h/22452_232827979821_718329821_3191381_247237_n%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S0IB2Q8gKPI/AAAAAAAABLo/3c0F86lepYw/s400/22452_232827979821_718329821_3191381_247237_n%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422898933080795378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BBQ @ Yiyin's was expected hahaha. The usual people turned up but at least all 6 of us were there! Hi Nessa &amp;amp; Verena it was really really nice to talk to you 2 again especially since I didn't really get to talk to you two during the holidays!! And Sangee &amp;amp; Elsie as well. PYY, no need to say anything la huh hahaha. I'm kind of looking forward to school in a very very small and queer way but yet I am dreading it like I-don't-know-what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my parents' 25th wedding anniversary! Cool or what. My dad bought a pot of flowers for my mum hahahah so cute since I've never really seen them do anything mushy for each other. So cute heehee. At first I thought it was a pot of cactus. It is probably the first time I've seen a pot of flowers. And by flowers I mean roses and the beautiful ones, not those that you leave outside your houses. Not a potted plant, a pot of flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm so glad that Chem consolidation test is over. Although I can say I am going to ace it from the bottom (in other words, confirm plus chop going to fail it haha) I'm all prepared for remedial already la. Even if I miraculously pass or something (very, very, very highly impossible) I'm still going for remedial. Last chance to be best friends with Chem in my entire life, might as well make the most of it. And no I'm not those kind of people who allllllllways pretend they didn't study for something and come out of the test announcing to the world that 'I'm going to fail', 'The test was so hard' and what bull and in the end these are the people who ace the test. Whenever I say I'm going to fail I really do fail. The only exception which has happened in my life so far was probably Physics 'O's. I went in, came out thinking that my cert was going to have at least one F9 thanks to Physics but surprise surprise I didn't fail. AND I can still remember some of the super disgusting questions okay!!! Like the estimation of the wavelength of an atom or something. Or the vectors. Or the drawing of the thermocouple. UGH yucks. Ya but anyway that was only exception. Hahaha my answer to everybody who asked about the test was the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: How was the test today?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ha ha ha ha. Confirm plus chop fail already.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Huh fail again ah?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Aiya never expected to pass la hahaha go for remedial loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: ... how was the test!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Confirm plus chop fail already! But nevermind la prepared to go for remedial already regardless haha.&lt;br /&gt;F: Huh! The paper very hard ah?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Either that, or I think I'm really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: How was your paper today? Chemistry right?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yup confirm fail already haha.&lt;br /&gt;Dad: How can like that!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Aiya nevermind la. Go for remedial loh then I will do better for 'A' levels! Fail now nevermind la.&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Ya but you only got one shot at 'A' levels! ... (okay I kind of forgot the rest hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl who sat on the other side of me during the consol test was sighing allllllll theeeeeee wayyyyyyy I swear she gave up like an hour into the paper or something. She was slouching on the table and sighing once every 5 minutes and honestly hahaha it was kind of amusing. Lunch with WM after that!! Talked about nothing and everything :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi this is my friend EPYY yet again in her blur moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L) EVINNE says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;ur chem paper today ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;confirm plus chop fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nevermind la i'm prepared for remedial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L) EVINNE says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;hard ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i dno whether is hard or i stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L) EVINNE says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;hard la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;______ ____ WAS THERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L) EVINNE says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;EH WAH LAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;YOU WALAO WHAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;GOT _______ LIAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L) EVINNE says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;oops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;STILL WALAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L) EVINNE says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;wah lao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I SHOULD SCREENSHOT THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L) EVINNE says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LIKE SANGEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L) EVINNE says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;all of you ah......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha anyway. My nose has been doing a one-man marathon, my throat feels like there are 1001 ants crawling up and down of it all the time and my voice can go from normal to sounding like a horse. I have no idea what's happening to me. Am I going through puberty????? HAHA like real. I just hope I don't fall sick. What happened to my ritual of falling sick only once every 2 years!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-170649908449495098?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/170649908449495098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=170649908449495098&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/170649908449495098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/170649908449495098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/01/ace-my-s.html' title='Ace my S'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/S0NQLRW2CVI/AAAAAAAABLw/cVPnvpDJ1JI/s72-c/n727236931_1752158_2654%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-5956682166677302457</id><published>2010-01-03T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T00:07:49.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>Funfundzweizig</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iNzrwh2Z2hQ&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iNzrwh2Z2hQ&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-5956682166677302457?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/5956682166677302457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=5956682166677302457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5956682166677302457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5956682166677302457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2010/01/funfundzweizig.html' title='Funfundzweizig'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-569456830205929601</id><published>2009-12-31T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T02:57:25.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the right friends in all the right places</title><content type='html'>Okay so today's the last day of 2009! Time for my humongous reflection. (Not in any order of importance or anything don't think too much please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it all in one word, I'd have to say, 2009 was probably a year of... challenges. Challenge of adapting to a whole new environment (with the opposite gender, something totally new to me thanks I luv the environment that I've been in for the past decade a lot heehee :-)), adapting to meeting new people with all sorts of backgrounds, personalities, mindsets, behaviours, adapting to a new system which is an alien to me (still is, will probably be forever), adapting to not being with your closest friends day in day out, basically it was all about learning to adapt. For me, that is. And for those who know me it's not exactly my second nature to warm up to people easily hahaha I secretly think I'm a introvert or something. Hahaha but I have to say, I've really met some people whom I can really click with and this is but just the first year of many years of friendship to come :-) And to those who've known me for &gt;4 years, MANY MANY MORE TO COME WITHOUT A DOUBT HEEHEEHEE :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Szd11upVDsI/AAAAAAAABI4/AzrvDHo8C1k/s1600-h/13765_358783905157_879460157_9943603_1044863_n+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Szd11upVDsI/AAAAAAAABI4/AzrvDHo8C1k/s400/13765_358783905157_879460157_9943603_1044863_n+-+Copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419930242478575298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is merely one of the many examples of adapting heehee. ISL was a very memorable experience, first of a lifetime. A bunch of people, some total strangers, thrown together for a common goal and yet mostly coming out as friends, even though truthfully there were quite a few differences in the middle but I think we've more or less gotten over that. I've met really nice people during this trip and gotten to know some of them better along the way as well. I really hope we'll still talk and say hi and all that kind of stuff!!! I still think Germaine rolling away during multi shot was epic :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzdtZ5C1y9I/AAAAAAAABIY/GL7zCfNot3o/s1600-h/CIMG3087+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzdtZ5C1y9I/AAAAAAAABIY/GL7zCfNot3o/s400/CIMG3087+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419920968140573650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am unable to put everything in words, (I'll keep it in my small heart HAHA) but I think that I've gotten closer to my family this year (yay!) and that I think that I'm slowly learning to appreciate everything they do (double yay!). Though the ways we communicate sometimes are ... hahahahahahahaha hilarious but I like (Y) :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Szdta3PAOHI/AAAAAAAABIw/eGaukTI1lKo/s1600-h/NJSE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Szdta3PAOHI/AAAAAAAABIw/eGaukTI1lKo/s400/NJSE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419920984834586738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all honesty, this year was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; year when I hit probably the roughest patch concerning CCA. This was perhaps one of the lowest points of the year, when I felt that whatever we put in did not equate what we got in return. All that time and effort did not seem to pay off, but I am glad that I have met really wonderful people in String and that (once again heeheehee triple yay) the people in our level get along quite well :-) Not just within our level of course with the seniors and juniors too!!! Hahaha first time I equate to half a section. And being under Qian again just that this time was not as tense as SN and more rubbishy hahaha (QIAN DO YOU REMEMBER MY "HE LOOKS SO... HONEST" HAHAHAHA). AND NUSH &amp;amp; QIAN WE NEVER WENT TO NUSH'S HOUSE FOR SUSHI + FISHBALLS!!! AH AH AH I STILL WNA GO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzuTmlNUePI/AAAAAAAABLY/Z0ATLE3nOpM/s1600-h/17959_1070376257053_1755537978_145896_8011536_n%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzuTmlNUePI/AAAAAAAABLY/Z0ATLE3nOpM/s400/17959_1070376257053_1755537978_145896_8011536_n%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421088867502815474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzdtaFT37VI/AAAAAAAABIg/5WRcj75z_6E/s1600-h/9521_127158086663_688836663_2353845_2215721_n+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzdtaFT37VI/AAAAAAAABIg/5WRcj75z_6E/s400/9521_127158086663_688836663_2353845_2215721_n+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419920971433241938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First few friends I made in NJ :-) I think that it is amazing that we are still quite close and in contact even after nearly a whole year of not being in the same class/cca! And we proudly tell others that 'Oh I'm going to meet my OG friends *smug face*' and everyone is like 'Huh you still keep in touch with your OG ah my OG died long time ago' hahaha! I am so very glad that we (mostly I mean 7) are able to have our regular meet-ups, doing anything and everything under the sun. I enjoy allllllllll of our meet-ups, be it for disgusting stuff like studying or really fun stuff like TODAY which I immensely enjoyed, because no matter what we are doing when you people are around nearly everything becomes okay. Even doing work = fun because... okay I don't know why doing work with you guys can be fun. I think it's because we are all so rubbishy haha! Even boring stuff can be amusing. (Okay maybe we are easily amused people but no I'm not going to consider that.) Next year will continue to be equally or even more so awesome, because no matter what I think (and hope) that we will still make time for each other and continue to be there for each other during all our highs and lows :-) (CAN'T WAIT FOR OUR GAY SHIRTS HAHAHAHAHA) Fyi one of my favourite numbers now is 12 hahahaha I think you guys have a big influence on why it is so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzdtZRo-ilI/AAAAAAAABIQ/UJoUOzv6qLw/s1600-h/img035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzdtZRo-ilI/AAAAAAAABIQ/UJoUOzv6qLw/s400/img035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419920957563112018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09SH26. Many, many things (two-sided) to say, but what I'm going to say here shall be summarised as best as I can. I have to admit, some of my highest points of the year were spent with the awesome people and it was pure, good fun. Aaaaaaaaaaand, these people (guys mostly) were the once who introduced me to all the vulgarities in all sorts of languages. All the vulgarities I've heard in the past 16 years &lt; vulgarities heard in 2009. Hahahaha. Though I am not close to eeeeeevery single person in the class I hope that I'll be nicer to those whom I'm not so close with, especially with those whom I have A LOT of differences with haha, tough job but I'm going to try. But at the same time I'm going to make sure that I'm not going to compromise anything of me, I won't ever go to extremes and lower myself again. Things really do happen for a reason, and in the end I have no idea what I'm going to get or whether I will even take away anything at all, but I really have to say, I have an awesomely fun class. Although 26 of us came in together, sadly not all 26 of us will be graduating together in 2010 and that is something that really saddens me when I think about it. But, regardless, we are all still 26 and we will still hang out together and see each other around in school! And this was also one major learning point of my life, learnt a lot about inter-human (is that right) relationships. I really enjoy all the H2Hs, sleepovers, LAN, tutorials spent doing rubbishy stuff, the long breaks and many more times together and that's something I kind of look forward to next year. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzeH85dhBBI/AAAAAAAABKQ/UrPOPnGhzxg/s1600-h/IMG_1150+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzeH85dhBBI/AAAAAAAABKQ/UrPOPnGhzxg/s400/IMG_1150+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419950156850201618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzeH9sPSxMI/AAAAAAAABKg/MLEFYqAnRUE/s1600-h/14642_185238327897_601937897_3169542_7848539_n.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Szd13SEBQHI/AAAAAAAABJY/c2gUgmPp3OM/s1600-h/IMG_1653+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Szd12b_KyDI/AAAAAAAABJI/f91QM4cLXn0/s400/IMG_2811+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419930254649772082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Szd880WcGJI/AAAAAAAABJo/6nVzYtppcDc/s1600-h/polaroid1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Szd880WcGJI/AAAAAAAABJo/6nVzYtppcDc/s400/polaroid1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419938060850436242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Szd8-XdWQeI/AAAAAAAABKA/FQ4uvcQ8iPw/s1600-h/IMG_4422+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Szd8-XdWQeI/AAAAAAAABKA/FQ4uvcQ8iPw/s400/IMG_4422+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419938087454523874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Szd1171K28I/AAAAAAAABJA/5O0WNkE1h8E/s1600-h/polaroid2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Szd1171K28I/AAAAAAAABJA/5O0WNkE1h8E/s400/polaroid2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419930246017899458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzuTnFGM-8I/AAAAAAAABLg/Vi6yPRXxMko/s1600-h/IMG_3774%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzuTnFGM-8I/AAAAAAAABLg/Vi6yPRXxMko/s400/IMG_3774%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421088876062899138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last and definitely not the least, my favourite people in the entire universe :-) I think this year would've been so so so so so so so sucky without you all! 5 years and definitely counting. Similarly, everything simply cannot be put into words because that would probably take eons but thanks for Everything. Thanks for being there for me always without phail (HAHA), no matter whether is it good or bad. Fun is like our best friend it follows us everywhere we go :-) Next year shall only get better! I'm sure a bad day of mine will turn into a good day when I meet you guys :-) I really luv you all vvvvv much and I hope it's mutual if not I will be one really sad girl hahahahaha. Yellows 4 lyfe heeheehee :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, PENNY YUHUI JESSLING DIANA, though we didn't meet a lot this year, I still miss you guys a lot!!! We must have a proper meetup!!! (Minimum of) 7 years, nice (Y) Hope you all are really having fun this December and that my card was safely delivered to you all. SEE YOU SOOOOOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I didn't miss anyone out, especially the important ones. I don't think so hee. All in all 2009 wasn't the best year but the best thing it brought me was the people :-) Regardless of old or new (figuratively and literally hahahah am I smart or am I smart), thanks for being my friend :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy countdown to the new year and I hope 2010's going to be smacking fantastic! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(disclaimer: if there're any gross gramatical errors or whatnot please don't take it up with me I'm super groggy and I insist on finishing this before going to bed because I know I will not do this tomorrow hahaha LOOK! AT! THE! TIME!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-569456830205929601?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/569456830205929601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=569456830205929601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/569456830205929601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/569456830205929601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-right-friends-in-all-right-places.html' title='All the right friends in all the right places'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Szd11upVDsI/AAAAAAAABI4/AzrvDHo8C1k/s72-c/13765_358783905157_879460157_9943603_1044863_n+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-5817193767783963129</id><published>2009-12-28T00:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:37:45.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOYS LIKE GIRLS'/><title type='text'>ECSTATIC~~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzeKC5l9nUI/AAAAAAAABLI/MQ5kGJsGaug/s1600-h/Boys_Like_Girls_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzeKC5l9nUI/AAAAAAAABLI/MQ5kGJsGaug/s400/Boys_Like_Girls_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419952458988100930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzeKCd4glzI/AAAAAAAABLA/K52X02v92wM/s1600-h/Boys_Like_Girls_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzeKCd4glzI/AAAAAAAABLA/K52X02v92wM/s400/Boys_Like_Girls_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419952451549697842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzeKCGKmKUI/AAAAAAAABK4/nn3X4OUxydE/s1600-h/Boys_Like_Girls_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzeKCGKmKUI/AAAAAAAABK4/nn3X4OUxydE/s400/Boys_Like_Girls_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419952445183109442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzeKB12qu-I/AAAAAAAABKw/6o5iWpy-Xn4/s1600-h/Boys_Like_Girls_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzeKB12qu-I/AAAAAAAABKw/6o5iWpy-Xn4/s400/Boys_Like_Girls_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419952440804555746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI I'M SO EXCITED BLG IS COMING TO SINGAPORE ON THE 28TH OF JANUARY 2010!!! IT'S A THURSDAY AND I'M GOING TO WATCH THEM!!!!!!! I am sooooo excited it's only ONE MONTH from now!!!!!!!! And I'm going with 2 of the most awesome people heehee it's going to be so much fun!!!!!!!! The only drawback is that, it's on a Thursday. Not a Friday. (insert sian diao face) But umm we'll see how it goes heeheehee if only McFly came my gosh I'll be about 3 times as excited as this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-5817193767783963129?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/5817193767783963129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=5817193767783963129&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5817193767783963129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5817193767783963129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/12/ecstatic.html' title='ECSTATIC~~~~'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzeKC5l9nUI/AAAAAAAABLI/MQ5kGJsGaug/s72-c/Boys_Like_Girls_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-4521408244273053831</id><published>2009-12-25T21:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:29:59.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best time of the year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzS6qe9ZxOI/AAAAAAAABIE/df7dZAMNPK4/s1600-h/polaroid2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzS6qe9ZxOI/AAAAAAAABIE/df7dZAMNPK4/s320/polaroid2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419161490661426402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;Y &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week has been really good! Met up with the Yellows' like nobody's business haha. Wednesday was like good old times, eating, talking, laughing, gossiping, and doing stupid, embarrassing things heehee. Stayover was gooooooot: JamLegend + XBox + chocolates. We had an uber cool sleeping position too, the Fortress heh heh. Had a terrible night's sleep though, to be honest haha but an awesome breakfast + morning movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was gooooooood as well! Nice lunch + Rockband + Bridge + brownie + ice-cream + air hockey. I like :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the cards + presents! They are all reaaaaaally nice :-) I hope that whoever got my cards/presents like them too!!! And use them. Heh heh I've got to say even though buying WJ's present was kind of obvious (haha not my fault horrrrr) I managed to surprise A!!! HAHAHA I'M GOOD (insert smug face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that next week'll be as gooooood too, I hope I'll meet up with even more people before the year ends!! A good ending might make up for the sucky year I had. And 2010 better be phenomenallllllllll like 2008 :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is really random but I realised that I have forgotten most of the steps for the walk-in. Hahahaha shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi friend how are you doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-4521408244273053831?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/4521408244273053831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=4521408244273053831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4521408244273053831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4521408244273053831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-time-of-year.html' title='The best time of the year'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SzS6qe9ZxOI/AAAAAAAABIE/df7dZAMNPK4/s72-c/polaroid2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-7233319224744183423</id><published>2009-12-21T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T23:19:46.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything will be alright... right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gNQOhCyehr8&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gNQOhCyehr8&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA this is so retarded they voice the shooting of the guns (I typed gums hahaha) and the attempt to sound girly is really funny, there're so many repetitions of "gui lai liao gui lai liao". The whole thing is hilarious I don't know why everything sounds comical in Hokkien! Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas shopping today and finished buying everything I think! :-D Tomorrow shall be present-wrapping day. Can't wait to see the looks on people's faces when they get and open their presents heeheehee. This week is going to be so exciting. Wednesday wednesday wednesday wednesday!!!! (x10^infinity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sad I think my legs are scarred for life from the disgusting 1001 sandfly bites from Vietnam :-( This. Is. So. Terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is school starting in approximately 2 weeks' time??? There's so much I haven't done and so many people I haven't met!!! But I think (hope) my prioritising skills have improved. Though the enormously huge pile of homework seems to be collecting dust heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end, will everything be alright?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-7233319224744183423?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/7233319224744183423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=7233319224744183423&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/7233319224744183423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/7233319224744183423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/12/everything-will-be-alright-right.html' title='Everything will be alright... right?'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-5166850385128873704</id><published>2009-12-20T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T14:20:08.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBD'/><title type='text'>Unfortunately,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sy3B9IZc01I/AAAAAAAABH0/BQgvVn3czaM/s1600-h/4122083648_ae56b13280_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sy3B9IZc01I/AAAAAAAABH0/BQgvVn3czaM/s320/4122083648_ae56b13280_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417199182766986066" 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/8408090873811441322-5166850385128873704?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/5166850385128873704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=5166850385128873704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5166850385128873704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5166850385128873704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/12/unfortunately.html' title='Unfortunately,'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sy3B9IZc01I/AAAAAAAABH0/BQgvVn3czaM/s72-c/4122083648_ae56b13280_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-7581528063769169281</id><published>2009-12-18T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T00:20:42.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>I'm Yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched this on JL's blog and HAHA I swear this made me smile like an idiot in front of the computer screen. The part where he wrinkles his face is so hilarious!!! Bet his nose was itching. Hee hee hee SO CUTE!!!!! Can I have him for Christmas this year??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/91mmAbFq--4&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/91mmAbFq--4&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And THIS, is quite amazing too :-) He has a nice voice! The 3rds sound quite good and the video itself has its hilarious parts (somewhere at the 2nd minute and towards the end haha). His looks remind me of J.Mraz himself + the Blue's Clues guy. Don't ask me why hahaha I just thought he was like a mixture of them both. Hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the song itself scares me though, somewhere I'd never want to visit again)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-7581528063769169281?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/7581528063769169281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=7581528063769169281&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/7581528063769169281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/7581528063769169281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-yours.html' title='I&apos;m Yours'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-1818096529056426299</id><published>2009-12-16T23:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T00:10:58.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>Just For Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/25VGdNU3nrU&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/25VGdNU3nrU&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's that time of year&lt;br /&gt;Leave all our hopelessnesses aside&lt;br /&gt;If just for a little while&lt;br /&gt;Tears stop right here&lt;br /&gt;I know we've all had a bumpy ride&lt;br /&gt;I’m secretly on your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-1818096529056426299?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/1818096529056426299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=1818096529056426299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1818096529056426299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1818096529056426299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-for-now.html' title='Just For Now'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-9180728694169188497</id><published>2009-12-14T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T00:15:23.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father And Mother I Love You (&amp; Sissy &amp; Puizai too)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SyZgPSqb3kI/AAAAAAAABHk/y9yhGn2J3Sw/s1600-h/P1090497+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SyZgPSqb3kI/AAAAAAAABHk/y9yhGn2J3Sw/s320/P1090497+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415121417783729730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the best holidays I've had :-) It's like a cheaper version of Mauritius/Maldives which I like. Did many things for the first time ever and definitely not for the last! Our hotel was good, food was good (wow all the seafooooood), people were good and kind and nice, weather was good, only rained on the last night, and it was just awesome to get away from busy-ness and being uncontactable for a few days :-) Puizai looks like a Matt/Mutt now (don't know how you spell it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was gooooooooooooooood :-) New Moon, atas-Subway (haha YUMMY I LIKE (Y)(Y)), L4D 2! Lovely. Bought stuff and I am one penniless girl right now. Hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to meet up with a lottttt of people and get updates about everybody's lives!!! Lim Shih Yan Jolene Natalie I miss you can you fly back from Hanoi NOW NOW NOW I want to tell you stuff and I want to hear stuff as well!!!!!!!!!! :-( (I hope you'll be back by tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempted to change domain (heehee) because I found one which I am able to lock certain posts and leave some public (ya la I slow cannot is it) AND I like the format and SMILEY FACES heehee. Should I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-9180728694169188497?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/9180728694169188497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=9180728694169188497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/9180728694169188497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/9180728694169188497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/12/father-and-mother-i-love-you-sissy.html' title='Father And Mother I Love You (&amp; Sissy &amp; Puizai too)'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SyZgPSqb3kI/AAAAAAAABHk/y9yhGn2J3Sw/s72-c/P1090497+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-6906142640812223945</id><published>2009-12-08T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T00:44:37.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the hills &amp; far away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sx0qxh6vZVI/AAAAAAAABHc/hgSuGpeBZyM/s1600-h/4123383575_1fc663d82d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sx0qxh6vZVI/AAAAAAAABHc/hgSuGpeBZyM/s320/4123383575_1fc663d82d_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412529357575906642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am scratching like a baboon. I have approximately 46 mozzie bites all over my legs - LEGS ALONE. Although there are less than 5 on both my arms, still 46 is a terrifying number. I don't recall my blood being so attractive to mozzies in other countries. Vietnamese mozzies luvvvvv me. No wonder Germaine said that an ant bite was better than a mozzie bite - totally agreed now that I'm constantly scratching like some idiot. I hope my legs don't end up with 46 permanent scars if it does I will just kill myself by eating insect repellent or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the picture above reminded me that I once had my "dream wedding" in mind but I think now I no longer have any sort of expectations. Haha but I will always remember where I have always wanted to go - MAURITIUS! But that will require a lot of time + moolah. How can people just jet away to wherever they want whenever they want?! Unfair. Haha reminds me of Kevin (who goes to Malaysia more than he goes to Orchard Road). Interesting. Away in approximately 8++ hours!!! EXCITING :-) Can't wait to do a lot of things when I return but I am kind of not wanting to come back at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun today although it was kind of a total waste of time. Lunch was gooooood at least I'm more updated with what's going on in your life now! I've missed you :-) Dinner was - Hahahaha. Don't think you'll ever see this but Calbee thanks for the super glittery hairband, I promise I'll try my best to wear it often heh heh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-6906142640812223945?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/6906142640812223945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=6906142640812223945&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6906142640812223945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6906142640812223945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/12/over-hills-far-away.html' title='Over the hills &amp; far away'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sx0qxh6vZVI/AAAAAAAABHc/hgSuGpeBZyM/s72-c/4123383575_1fc663d82d_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-2032103147969171964</id><published>2009-12-07T00:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T01:01:26.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SxvaOSQuNfI/AAAAAAAABHU/efr-y4aAPeo/s1600-h/11052_193553134821_718329821_3001011_659005_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SxvZFHvWQiI/AAAAAAAABFk/lKW1HV3JIcY/s320/11052_193553484821_718329821_3001063_6522710_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412158059215995426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SxvYvRbee_I/AAAAAAAABFc/WX447ctqCDo/s1600-h/11052_193553034821_718329821_3000996_6991133_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SxvYvRbee_I/AAAAAAAABFc/WX447ctqCDo/s320/11052_193553034821_718329821_3000996_6991133_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412157683859880946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SxvYux_uS_I/AAAAAAAABFU/iuyqot_i_wE/s1600-h/11052_193552989821_718329821_3000988_5067485_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SxvYux_uS_I/AAAAAAAABFU/iuyqot_i_wE/s320/11052_193552989821_718329821_3000988_5067485_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412157675421977586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SxvYupmh6xI/AAAAAAAABFM/aepl015UXL4/s1600-h/11052_193553079821_718329821_3001003_6954049_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SxvYupmh6xI/AAAAAAAABFM/aepl015UXL4/s320/11052_193553079821_718329821_3001003_6954049_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412157673168825106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SxvYudmABAI/AAAAAAAABFE/M8MF2hMNUTQ/s1600-h/11052_193560469821_718329821_3001116_4943011_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SxvYudmABAI/AAAAAAAABFE/M8MF2hMNUTQ/s320/11052_193560469821_718329821_3001116_4943011_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412157669945377794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SxvYt5qGLUI/AAAAAAAABE8/tSaaFHbXTH8/s1600-h/11052_193560489821_718329821_3001119_253048_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SxvYt5qGLUI/AAAAAAAABE8/tSaaFHbXTH8/s320/11052_193560489821_718329821_3001119_253048_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412157660298882370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK FROM VIETNAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 8 days I:&lt;br /&gt;01 Made new friends :-)&lt;br /&gt;02 Witnessed many epic moments&lt;br /&gt;03 Had the opportunity to 'live' with Ms Pang Yi Yin&lt;br /&gt;04 Worked like a construction worker (I swear I'll look at them at a different POV from now on)&lt;br /&gt;05 Ate yummy Vietnamese fooooooooood!&lt;br /&gt;06 Got to know different sides of people&lt;br /&gt;07 Did many headcounts&lt;br /&gt;08 Jaywalked dangerously many times (you'd have to be a super brave person to cross the roads in Vietnam, let alone drive. Hats off to our driver!)&lt;br /&gt;09 Retardedly left the room key in the room and walked out of the room locking it at the same time (my fault, not Yiyin's haha)&lt;br /&gt;10 Shopped like some auntie bargaining for lower prices&lt;br /&gt;11 Got touched/pushed by many many people in the crowded shopping centres&lt;br /&gt;12 Listened to the oldies replaying thousands of times in the bus rides&lt;br /&gt;13 Got freaked out by the air-con turning itself on and off&lt;br /&gt;14 Learnt a little bit of Tamil&lt;br /&gt;15 Became more retarded than before&lt;br /&gt;16 Witnessed Yiyin becoming even more retarded than before&lt;br /&gt;17 Took quite a bit of multi-shots&lt;br /&gt;18 Memorised Siying's only 2 jokes stuck in her head&lt;br /&gt;19 Drank Vietnam coffee nearly every day and tried the delicious fruit juice&lt;br /&gt;20 Had fun :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will never forget the Vietnamese people mistaking Ashwin for Ronaldinho (HAHAHAHAHA OMG), the Vietnamese people being afraid of Scholar Kenneth Ashwin for their painted nails, Germaine during her multi-shot moments (*rolls away*), Yiyin handing Scholar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something else&lt;/span&gt; other than her passport, Siying and her only 2 jokes, Joy and her consistent retardedness (seriously hahahaha my gosh she makes me laugh till I want to cry), Molina's laughter which has various stages, and many more. It's over but I'm glad I went :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I was in a coma today I slept for 17 hours hahaha record-breaking. Grad night tomorrow and Malaysia on Tuesdayyyyy! And then I'll be the one dreading to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Time to learn to toughen up and learn to be happy for people even when you're not feeling happy yourself)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-2032103147969171964?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/2032103147969171964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=2032103147969171964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2032103147969171964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2032103147969171964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/12/with-heart.html' title='With heart'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SxvaOSQuNfI/AAAAAAAABHU/efr-y4aAPeo/s72-c/11052_193553134821_718329821_3001011_659005_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-8438268845130088419</id><published>2009-11-27T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:19:55.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get up and go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sw_zO7d4TrI/AAAAAAAABEM/7SAEQL7RM0M/s1600/DSC01155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sw_zO7d4TrI/AAAAAAAABEM/7SAEQL7RM0M/s320/DSC01155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408809115301990066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heeheehee found this in my old phone's memory card while I was clearing it :-) CUTE BOY RIGHT I will smack you if you say no. My cousin's...... neighbour or something I've only met him once but he made my heart flutter~ Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, VIETNAM IN ABOUT 6 HOURS' TIME I'm 99% packed and ready to go. Heeheehee can't wait for Malaysia after Vietnam :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I WATCHED MULAN AND IT'S NICE EVEN THOUGH IT'S IN CHINESE! GO WATCH EVERYBODY! THE DISNEY VERSION IS FAKELY HAPPY THIS VERSION IS SAD BUT NICEEEEEE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-8438268845130088419?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/8438268845130088419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=8438268845130088419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/8438268845130088419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/8438268845130088419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/11/get-up-and-go.html' title='Get up and go'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sw_zO7d4TrI/AAAAAAAABEM/7SAEQL7RM0M/s72-c/DSC01155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-676017051793943471</id><published>2009-11-25T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:52:51.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up come those walls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sw0rUZMqx8I/AAAAAAAABEE/68uXb-m6Lxw/s1600/z203857548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sw0rUZMqx8I/AAAAAAAABEE/68uXb-m6Lxw/s320/z203857548.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408026356903233474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I told you so."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People listen, but they're not hearing. The number of people who listened greatly outnumbered the number of people who've heard. I think it's time to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a super relaxing day spent with WM Qian &amp;amp; Nushhhhhhh! QIAN HAS FINISHED HER 'A's isn't that reaaaaaally fast?!?! Anyway ENJOY YOURSELF IN CHEEEENA can't wait to go to Nush's after you return :D Fishball-making and sushi-making were both successful we are on our way to being great cooks. Nush squealed about her wonderful investment of $39.90 for just about the whole day HAHA but I have to admit it worked better than I expected it to be. Fantastic Mr. Fox was good also! Exceeded my expectations too, it's quite good and so go watch go watch!!! I want to watch Sherlock Holmes and Alice In Wonderland, all the big names are in those films so it should be quite good! Johnny Depp!! Heh heh. Anyway I really enjoyed myself yesterday, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;allllll the way Nush&lt;/span&gt; you'll be done with your papers soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could choose I'd want to stay at home all day doing what I like to do whenever I like to. Like the other day when I just went to play the piano (haha in a thousand years) and all the random rubbish started coming out. And friends coming over to play ND haha and going for stayovers as and when. Sigh how I wish :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Lionel'll (woah that's a lot of 'L's) confirm with me asap whether I can be an OGL. I kind of regret giving up on Chem because that's the only subject failed so miserably &gt;:( But no I'm not going to regret taking H2 Chem because I'm really really going to work hard for it next year and not fail so miserably anymore heh heh. I will morph into mugger mode after the 12th!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay actually those last few sentences are kind of bullshit because haha I attempted a few questions of Math and Chem miserably because I really couldn't get the answers how demoralising. Nevermind self-psycho-ing will start after 12th. Can't wait for the 8th!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-676017051793943471?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/676017051793943471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=676017051793943471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/676017051793943471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/676017051793943471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/11/up-come-those-walls.html' title='Up come those walls'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sw0rUZMqx8I/AAAAAAAABEE/68uXb-m6Lxw/s72-c/z203857548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-1045158262262012127</id><published>2009-11-20T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T00:39:13.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can take the bluest sky and turn it grey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Swa4BEQqyxI/AAAAAAAABD8/rfeQDEQ4cls/s1600/tumblr_kt7nguRSuB1qzdubgo1_5002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Swa4BEQqyxI/AAAAAAAABD8/rfeQDEQ4cls/s320/tumblr_kt7nguRSuB1qzdubgo1_5002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406210731167894290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;01 Sorry for being in a super lousy mood (at least for the first half of) today, but I really didn't feel like talking about it because it's stupid (like me), and I didn't want to waste your time making you listen to me A-G-A-I-N. Sorry man I really hope I didn't spoil your mood :-( But thanks for your concern :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02 You shocked me. In a good way I guess. I never expected &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt; to be able to notice actually. And I'm actually feeling real guilty as I type this, but somehow I don't know what's holding me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03 Thanks :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of ironic how after something hurts you, you learn your lesson not to place your trust in so many people, and instead of holding back from the not-so-close friends you hold back even more from your closest friends and people you love the most. Tragic, really. I find it sadly amusing when I'm not able to tell certain people some stuff and yet blabber on and on to others who are not as close as those certain people. Life is unfair. I'm becoming a hermit/mimosa whatever la huh haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm slowly becoming a guru HAHA weirdly I've been able to predict certain stuff lately and there are quite a few occassions where I'm super tempted to go, "I TOLD YOU SO" but of course if the outcome is some tragic one I won't say that la. I know I've said that line to B quite a few times already heh heh see la don't want to trust what I say right! Even when I talk cock is useful cock okay. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so, so, so tired. Can everything just stop? I don't like it when I learn about stuff concerning me through other people. If you've something to tell me, especially if it's bad, I'd rather you tell me straight than let me know about it through a third party. Especially if the third party has nothing to do with that incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm damn happy I got the 7 colour pencil thanks to A WM WJ SX :-D I like I like I loooooooove :-) Although there are no ugly worksheets now to draw on to add colour and life (yet). Haha I'm deluding myself I have not logged on to KM to even glance at the holiday homework. The other day I had to ask WM what homework we had and she gave me the o: look. I think she's amazed at my ignorance and delusional self hahahaha. Aiya. Homework after Malaysia la huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-1045158262262012127?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/1045158262262012127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=1045158262262012127&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1045158262262012127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1045158262262012127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-can-take-bluest-sky-and-turn-it.html' title='You can take the bluest sky and turn it grey'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Swa4BEQqyxI/AAAAAAAABD8/rfeQDEQ4cls/s72-c/tumblr_kt7nguRSuB1qzdubgo1_5002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-6048224376665566641</id><published>2009-11-17T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T00:42:58.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/365</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SwLSDpegdTI/AAAAAAAABD0/VW8VFjw6f9g/s1600/tumblr_kqhevhGXZm1qzdr4go1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SwLSDpegdTI/AAAAAAAABD0/VW8VFjw6f9g/s320/tumblr_kqhevhGXZm1qzdr4go1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405113462913266994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real tired, will blog another day about today but I just want to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything, this year's birthday was one of the most awesome one I remember in a while :-) Thanks for all the wishes, electronic or not, surprises, songs, cakes, balloons, everything basically. Thank you thank you thank you :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-6048224376665566641?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/6048224376665566641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=6048224376665566641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6048224376665566641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6048224376665566641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/11/1365.html' title='1/365'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SwLSDpegdTI/AAAAAAAABD0/VW8VFjw6f9g/s72-c/tumblr_kqhevhGXZm1qzdr4go1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-3534235804062129424</id><published>2009-11-15T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T23:39:36.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Far Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sv-yt4et1pI/AAAAAAAABDM/vB2ahbrlwd0/s1600-h/IMG_2800+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sv-yt4et1pI/AAAAAAAABDM/vB2ahbrlwd0/s320/IMG_2800+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404234579192960658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sv-yufT0q3I/AAAAAAAABDU/cZ0QlMTZwSs/s1600-h/IMG_2801+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sv-yufT0q3I/AAAAAAAABDU/cZ0QlMTZwSs/s320/IMG_2801+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404234589616253810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SwAIauGLPjI/AAAAAAAABDs/dbn9IaAe6uQ/s1600-h/IMG_1181+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SwAIauGLPjI/AAAAAAAABDs/dbn9IaAe6uQ/s320/IMG_1181+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404328807988149810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sv-yuo-TnbI/AAAAAAAABDc/9zpUpa8XAXc/s1600-h/IMG_2845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sv-yuo-TnbI/AAAAAAAABDc/9zpUpa8XAXc/s320/IMG_2845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404234592210361778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sv-yvCOOpkI/AAAAAAAABDk/JTxiyIfMp6I/s1600-h/IMG_2861+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sv-yvCOOpkI/AAAAAAAABDk/JTxiyIfMp6I/s320/IMG_2861+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404234598988031554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great week :) Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;OP + L4D, GOW at WJ's, My Sister's Keeper + dinner @ Orchard, Sentosa + L4D + Paranormal Activity + Han's + Yiyin's + Talking till 4+am + Han's, NYNY @ CityLink, ISL + Golden Rooster + L4D + yummy Peranakan food + 2012, Brazilian food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 movies in one week how scary. My $$$'s gonna deplete like C-R-A-Z-Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday I returned home a zombie haha I was really tired from the day before. FYI, please DO NOT go and watch Paranormal Activity. Walao. Scholar WH YY and I were thoroughly cheated by Lim Zhongyi (HAHA I KNOW YOU'RE READING THIS) who said that the movie was one of the scariest that he'd ever watched in his entire life. Well we came out of the movie theatre at 11pm cursing and swearing because we wasted $34 on that movie hahahahaha seriously. We should've gone to eat a proper dinner or something instead of watching 1 hour plus of nothing plus about 15 minutes of excitement. Yep we've got balls hahahaha. Damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking at YY's was quite nice except that after every topic this conversation would always repeat itself:&lt;br /&gt;(after one or two minutes of silence)&lt;br /&gt;Scholar: Eh talk leh.&lt;br /&gt;Me: You start topic la.&lt;br /&gt;Scholar: I don't know what topic to talk.&lt;br /&gt;Me: You are the one who say want to talk then never talk!&lt;br /&gt;Scholar: If I know what topic to start I won't be here already right.&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha okay actually his more popular line was, "Let's talk about (insert a particular topic)" which would be followed by, "AGAIN?! I got nothing to say already, what do you want to know?!" Hahaha and PYY died quite soon around 2 or 3 in the morning while we talked all the way till 4 before we really couldn't take it. All this took place while he was busy fish-farming on FB (omgosh please don't start another farmville-like trend). In the beginning his favourite response was "Don't know la" but thankfully he started really talking later on hahaha. Oh yes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANKS FRIENDS for the really yummy cheesecake and super yellow laptop case &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of SX for finishing the NYNY burger challenge!!!~ Whatever the name of the burger is la but HI SHE'S MY FRIEND :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be a lie to say 'I'm alright'. I don't know why (yeah okay I admit) I'm still hung up about this. I don't know whether its just me, whether I'm making a mountain out of a molehill or what, but believe me, I wouldn't want things to be this way either. If I could choose, I would never, never, never have sent that SMS. Ever. Then things wouldn't turn out as shitty as they are today (sorry to those who are stuck in the middle you know who you are). Damn sian. Hi Time where are you I need you to help me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of scary how one person can remind you of another. Behaviour, mannerisms, everything. Even appearance!!!! I'm kind of scared of _ though that person is really harmless. Okay I'm talking rubbish. Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;BELATED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;17TH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;YUE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SUXIAN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ILY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;MUCH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;BELATED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;18TH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;SCHOLAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;WONG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;SI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;JUN!&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/8408090873811441322-3534235804062129424?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/3534235804062129424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=3534235804062129424&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/3534235804062129424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/3534235804062129424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/11/far-away.html' title='Far Away'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sv-yt4et1pI/AAAAAAAABDM/vB2ahbrlwd0/s72-c/IMG_2800+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-1865532440763097072</id><published>2009-11-12T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T00:43:57.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SvrgznZ_wGI/AAAAAAAABDE/H8eEz_On1jE/s1600-h/tumblr_ksphyeG86k1qzdubgo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SvrgznZ_wGI/AAAAAAAABDE/H8eEz_On1jE/s320/tumblr_ksphyeG86k1qzdubgo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402877880340299874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-1865532440763097072?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1865532440763097072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1865532440763097072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/11/running.html' title='Running'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SvrgznZ_wGI/AAAAAAAABDE/H8eEz_On1jE/s72-c/tumblr_ksphyeG86k1qzdubgo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-3448949649866569292</id><published>2009-11-09T23:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:33:43.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Livin' it right</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SvgzdxfE06I/AAAAAAAABC8/oltUJSazbmM/s1600-h/tumblr_kslkzbVEfC1qzdubgo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SvgzdxfE06I/AAAAAAAABC8/oltUJSazbmM/s320/tumblr_kslkzbVEfC1qzdubgo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402124339623809954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I CAN SAY A BIG 'GOODBYE' TO PW~~~ Forever and ever and ever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately didn't screw up during OP, as in no major fumbles or anything. I think it was the best compared to all our dry runs :) Although Q&amp;amp;A was a little ?? but, nothing can beat what I did at OP workshop. (disgusting epic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L4D after that. Super imbalanced until cannot imbalanced anymore (haha) but nevermind learning experience la. I think I disturbed ZY the most hahaha paiseh! Pepper lunch :) And I'm excited about what I'm going to do this week yay yay can't wait for every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm not making sense already haha okay goodnight bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't know what you're thinking, don't know what you're doing, but why can't you, once and for all, disappear &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-3448949649866569292?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/3448949649866569292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=3448949649866569292&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/3448949649866569292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/3448949649866569292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/11/livin-it-right.html' title='Livin&apos; it right'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SvgzdxfE06I/AAAAAAAABC8/oltUJSazbmM/s72-c/tumblr_kslkzbVEfC1qzdubgo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-6134769025198242304</id><published>2009-11-08T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:04:00.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anymore, anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SvbjzDxJsYI/AAAAAAAABCs/feRElT_plQA/s1600-h/NJSE-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SvbjzDxJsYI/AAAAAAAABCs/feRElT_plQA/s320/NJSE-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401755269401784706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is to save YY's brains from being spammed with question marks heehee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK TO EVERYBODY TAKING 'A's! Hello fishball making at Nush's after you finish with ZQ and Nat and WM and a lot of other people okay!!! You can do it go go go :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was really family orientated heh heh. ISL meeting + lunch + Macs on Sat was quite fun :) Talked rubbish with YY and S at Macs haha because I kind of wasted their time by bringing them all the way to AMK, SORRY :( I'm kind of looking forward to Vietnam now heehee, yet kind of not I think both of them will know why. Oh well I hope things will turn out fine!!! We can party at each other's rooms hahahaha cup noodles party. Reminds me of Tokyo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SvbpDfV61fI/AAAAAAAABC0/MR4X7y0vT5E/s1600-h/IMG_0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SvbpDfV61fI/AAAAAAAABC0/MR4X7y0vT5E/s320/IMG_0628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401761049239803378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sigh the good old days, seriously. Is SN really moving on 16th? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi _ please know your limits. I think that I have really been quite tolerant towards you especially in this aspect. But sometimes, you just got to know where to draw the line, you know? Doesn't mean I don't show that I'm angry in your face means that everything's okay and gay because sometimes it's not. I don't blow up because I don't like conflict and probably it's because I'm not all that big-hearted that you think me to be. So please. Be a wee bit more sensitive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people really don't know where to draw the line. Such incidents have happened countless number of times (not just to me, mind you) and it all boils down to the same problem. Sigh my my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OP in 12 hours woah hello kill me Mr/Mrs/Ms Examiner please be kind and nice and not LCC-ish kthxbai. (but I'm looking forward to L4D after that heh heh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-6134769025198242304?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/6134769025198242304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=6134769025198242304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6134769025198242304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6134769025198242304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/11/anymore-anymore.html' title='Anymore, anymore'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SvbjzDxJsYI/AAAAAAAABCs/feRElT_plQA/s72-c/NJSE-pola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-6791107692615032384</id><published>2009-11-07T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:31:31.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SvRMHugeM4I/AAAAAAAABCk/FTdxTcTzhlc/s1600-h/threeB04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SvRMHugeM4I/AAAAAAAABCk/FTdxTcTzhlc/s320/threeB04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401025548751090562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SvRMHVLhq8I/AAAAAAAABCc/MJ9MCXQGxls/s1600-h/threeB12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SvRMHVLhq8I/AAAAAAAABCc/MJ9MCXQGxls/s320/threeB12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401025541952351170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really like looking at pretty pictures because they make me happy :o) (hi this is a hint to my imaginary fairy godmother can a lovely DSLR drop from the sky one day to land in front of me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally had an exco meeting to kind of clear up most of the loose ends from before Promoz, I STILL WANT MY STRING SHIRT THOUGH forgot to ask Mich about it. And, this is so sad but why are we starting to cooperate only now? Oh well super bad timing. All I can say is, I really cannot wait for Monday 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was such a lazy day, I like (Y). It's kind of sad that we're the only school who doesn't have lessons after OP... but don't be jealous my friends we'll always meet up OKOKOKOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you know you hear stories about other people, and you think 'Why in the world did that person do that?!'. Honestly I've heard a lot of stories about a lot of people, some whom I don't even know personally, and I don't know I guess I would always think what I would do if I were in that person's shoes. Sometimes I don't understand why people react the way they do (in times of extremity it might be despised haha), sometimes it gives you a whole new perspective. (PATD!) But anyway I just realised that people with similar thinking/actions really go together. I really don't understand why people like to return to the ones who've hurt them the most, why people WANT to be controlled by others, but I guess it takes two. That's all I can say. This is why D&amp;amp;B go so well together and okay if you're happy I've got nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway, heehee one sentence made my day today :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-6791107692615032384?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/6791107692615032384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=6791107692615032384&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6791107692615032384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6791107692615032384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/11/jude.html' title='Jude'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SvRMHugeM4I/AAAAAAAABCk/FTdxTcTzhlc/s72-c/threeB04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-4661792765039327376</id><published>2009-11-03T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:29:47.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(almost) Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SvBJzt1afqI/AAAAAAAABCU/O4e97DlYoeE/s1600-h/15843_204428631912_528046912_3917026_5764377_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SvBJzt1afqI/AAAAAAAABCU/O4e97DlYoeE/s320/15843_204428631912_528046912_3917026_5764377_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399897106043010722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had fun today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch @ Thai Express with Awesome people, created such a din that the waiters there were arguing about us (?!) and one was crying and I really hope that the crying was not caused by us but it's a bit impossible I guess. Though I have no idea why they had to argue about us and cry over us but... sorry for any inconvenience. The manager was real nice though heh heh. Celebrated Leonard's belated birthday, hi I'm sorry I ruined your surprise but you ought to be shot dead for telling Scholar my blunder also hahaha kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to play pool, and Nessa and I aren't that bad we just need time to warm ourselves up heehee. And this is the epic part of the day. I stepped into a LAN shop for the first time in my life and played L4D. A-mazing. It was quite fun la cause at least Scholar was teaching me how to play and all and I swear we were damn noisy. If I were any of the other people in the LAN shop I'd probably start cursing at us and requesting for us to shut up hahaha. Yeah anyway we busted like $7 each on LAN alone, craaaazy. But at least it was fun. Zhongyi and Wuhong, your vulgarities are still ringing in my head (esp ZY). Seriously. All the way home. And the image of always getting killed by Kai Wei (the words 'KaiWei has killed _') are also stuck in my head. But fun fun fun I want to do it again! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YY and I were so tired, her eyes were non-existant all the way home. Bloodshot too. While I was spouting nonsense all the way home hahaha seriously luckily there was only her around if not I would embarrass myself in front of everybody. Thank God but she's used to the nonsense I say already la huh hahaha HI I think I self-entertained all the way home and entertained her as well. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE HUNTER I LIKE HUNTER I LIKE HUNTER! Okay I can't wait for Sentosa (again), hopefully all the people who came today will be going! Fun fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-4661792765039327376?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/4661792765039327376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=4661792765039327376&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4661792765039327376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4661792765039327376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/11/almost-perfect.html' title='(almost) Perfect'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SvBJzt1afqI/AAAAAAAABCU/O4e97DlYoeE/s72-c/15843_204428631912_528046912_3917026_5764377_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-2981994761476851055</id><published>2009-11-01T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T00:16:52.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome with a capital A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Su2xaU2GTcI/AAAAAAAABCM/vOUpPQLuLDQ/s1600-h/scholar%282%29%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Su2xaU2GTcI/AAAAAAAABCM/vOUpPQLuLDQ/s320/scholar%282%29%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399166594117422530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Su2xaZCfc3I/AAAAAAAABCE/mCo26rquKC8/s1600-h/leonard.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 50px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Su2xaZCfc3I/AAAAAAAABCE/mCo26rquKC8/s320/leonard.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399166595243144050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes my classmates are the crappiest people ever but sometimes they are the reason why school doesn't suck so bad :) (LOOK AT LEONARD'S 'hotest' INSTEAD OF 'hottest' HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's been real tiring, in as many ways as you can think of. I can fall asleep watching CSI (!?) and in front of the laptop, sitting straight on the sofa, on the bus and whatever instances there are. I am so glad this week's over, but I can't wait for the 9th. 8! MORE! DAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice pictures really make me happy :) There are so many things I want to buy but no money!!! Sadness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-2981994761476851055?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/2981994761476851055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=2981994761476851055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2981994761476851055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2981994761476851055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/11/awesome-with-capital.html' title='awesome with a capital A'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Su2xaU2GTcI/AAAAAAAABCM/vOUpPQLuLDQ/s72-c/scholar%282%29%282%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-7487015375542799337</id><published>2009-10-26T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T22:54:55.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gigantic, big, huge, enormous</title><content type='html'>Two words: Damn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really in a good mood today but you had to just come and spoil it all. Thanks for being such an awesome dictator but the world's crappiest team player. Thanks for trusting nobody but yourself. Thanks for refusing to have effective communication. Thanks for having such a strong mindset of your own that you refuse to consult/ask/inform us of any single thing that you do. Thanks for treating us like total idiots, marionettes. Thanks for not allowing us to do anything and (I bet all my fortune on this) blaming us for not doing anything at the end of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, for being such a pain up my butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I H8 U.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-7487015375542799337?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/7487015375542799337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=7487015375542799337&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/7487015375542799337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/7487015375542799337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/10/gigantic-big-huge-enormous.html' title='Gigantic, big, huge, enormous'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-7190331265649872819</id><published>2009-10-24T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T01:10:53.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlike any other</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SuHeVLFtKZI/AAAAAAAABBs/EPRPom-RDig/s1600-h/6t31G8nNynm5ko7pRM24osbdo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SuHeVLFtKZI/AAAAAAAABBs/EPRPom-RDig/s320/6t31G8nNynm5ko7pRM24osbdo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395838283901905298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too many things to say, too many people to tell, one picture to say it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started off really screwed but thank goodness my night was real good :) You people forever have the ability to make me happy and gay and carefree, I like (Y).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how glad I am that today was the last day of official lessons. Although I hate PW with burning passion this will be my motivation to look forward to 9th Nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 random things I want to say to 8 different people:&lt;br /&gt;01. Thanks for ALWAYS being there, you know you are loved :)&lt;br /&gt;02. Sama sama, thanks for always listening to my rants!!! S loves F :)&lt;br /&gt;03. We are hereeeeeeeeeeee for you!!! Please don't give up!&lt;br /&gt;04. I'm really starting to know what we have in common and it's nice to find someone else who thinks the same way as I do and understands :)&lt;br /&gt;05. I'm tired. Scared. Ready for Change?&lt;br /&gt;06. Haha I swear you are retarded but in some weird way you understand too. It was, honestly, real good catching up with you after not talking for nearly 8 whole months (!!), knowing what has gone on in your life and just talking rubbish the past 2 days. I hope it continues! I could do with less suan-ing though haha.&lt;br /&gt;07. I. Want. To. Strangle. You. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;08. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-7190331265649872819?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/7190331265649872819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=7190331265649872819&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/7190331265649872819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/7190331265649872819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/10/unlike-any-other.html' title='Unlike any other'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SuHeVLFtKZI/AAAAAAAABBs/EPRPom-RDig/s72-c/6t31G8nNynm5ko7pRM24osbdo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-275863839822799965</id><published>2009-10-21T22:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T23:25:31.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Galaxy Defenders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/St8Y-rv3pMI/AAAAAAAABBk/i6MIylUOAwg/s1600-h/IMG_1090+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/St8Y-rv3pMI/AAAAAAAABBk/i6MIylUOAwg/s320/IMG_1090+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395058343787603138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sentosa on Monday was real Awesome :) Though we were damn unlucky, buy tickets buy halfway machine run out of tickets, queue for SkyTrain queue until cannot take SkyTrain must go and take bus, walk until bus interchange then realise that the whole entire world is going into Sentosa. But anyway then we decided to cab in cause Kenneth had real nice timing and joined us just when we were at the bus interchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the cab:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YY:&lt;/span&gt; Wah we today damn suay loh, cannot even sit SkyTrain into Sentosa, buy ticket also buy until the machine no more ticket, the whole world coming Sentosa is it?! So many people come until the tickets keep solding out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me Elsia Zhongyang:&lt;/span&gt; IT'S NOT 'SOLDING OUT'!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We laughed like mad. Anyway we passed by the IR on the way in and the roller coaster looks damnnnnnnn tempting. The red and blue one looks like the Genting one though! The Corkscrew I think. But we're going to go there when it opens and play the theme park and gamble if we're legal by then hahaha YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played volleyball, went into the sea, did lots of rubbishy stuff and basically had fun :) Though we were all quite burnt (except Kenneth Teng............ kept hiding under the coconut trees but still complain get burnt...), and my shoulders hurt now so DO. NOT. HIT. ME. ON. THE. SHOULDERS. Kenneth makes this gay sound whenever someone hits him hahahah it's hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need moolah because I want to go shopping!!! Not just for myself though I need to buy stuff for other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to catch up with a lot of people whom I haven't spoken to/seen in MONTHS!!!!!!!!!!! I can't wait for 9th Nov. Then PW is as good as dead in my world. Awesome. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(just like you are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-275863839822799965?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/275863839822799965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=275863839822799965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/275863839822799965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/275863839822799965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/10/galaxy-defenders.html' title='Galaxy Defenders'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/St8Y-rv3pMI/AAAAAAAABBk/i6MIylUOAwg/s72-c/IMG_1090+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-7165851199743566167</id><published>2009-10-17T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:27:16.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girlies (and guys)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/StnftIoSSzI/AAAAAAAABAw/JPYf_eIL40Y/s1600-h/bride+wars.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/StnftIoSSzI/AAAAAAAABAw/JPYf_eIL40Y/s320/bride+wars.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393587995256441650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Sometimes in life there really are bonds formed that can never be broken. Sometimes you really can find that one person who will stand by you no matter what. Maybe you'll find it in a spouse and celebrate it with your dream wedding, but there's also the chance that the one person you can count on for a lifetime, the one person who knows you sometimes better than you know yourself, is the same person who's been standing beside you all along."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for friends :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-7165851199743566167?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/7165851199743566167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=7165851199743566167&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/7165851199743566167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/7165851199743566167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/10/girlies-and-guys.html' title='Girlies (and guys)'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/StnftIoSSzI/AAAAAAAABAw/JPYf_eIL40Y/s72-c/bride+wars.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-4413444703679266113</id><published>2009-10-15T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T00:13:29.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember what you told me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/StdDGcZAPWI/AAAAAAAABAo/6-3pCrNB3x0/s1600-h/tumblr_krbf62pe581qzpe8uo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/StdDGcZAPWI/AAAAAAAABAo/6-3pCrNB3x0/s320/tumblr_krbf62pe581qzpe8uo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392852856778800482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today = Information Overload but not Situation Lost Control (haha KP).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started the day off with a gooooood treat of information. Followed with a little bit of Bridge. And then a little bit of Chem/Econs floating here and there. Followed with more Bridge. Followed with even more information (x2). I think my brain's going to explode soon. Although I am not complaining about the sudden input of information because I'm more than happy to listen and absorb :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus ride today was one-of-a-kind, felt a bit like a sharing session heh heh but I know I can trust you la huh! It's a two-way thing hahaha. Can I just say, "I KNEW IT!!!"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D I really, really, really hope that everything goes well for you from the bottom of my not-so-big heart because honestly I'd be real happy if everything works out :) GOOOOOOO but I hope you remember what I told you!! And I hope you won't hesitate to come to me if you need advice/help. Though you probably won't read this la huh haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, I might have found my PGF!! If it really is I'm glad. Something which I've been wanting since forever, seriously hahaha which I think I've been telling the close people about, this little weird wish of mine. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just reiterate, I'm reaaaaaaaaaaaally grateful for the (close) friends that I have. Mainly Yellows cause without you guys I wouldn't know who I can turn to and I'm really glad that we all share (most of) the same values!!!! (BIG ELECTRONIC SMOOOOCH)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-4413444703679266113?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/4413444703679266113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=4413444703679266113&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4413444703679266113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4413444703679266113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/10/remember-what-you-told-me.html' title='Remember what you told me'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/StdDGcZAPWI/AAAAAAAABAo/6-3pCrNB3x0/s72-c/tumblr_krbf62pe581qzpe8uo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-5111674873524260942</id><published>2009-10-12T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T23:10:08.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emptiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/StNFocaRX5I/AAAAAAAABAg/i5ORKGDphrc/s1600-h/tumblr_koc7bjLXoS1qzw0uno1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/StNFocaRX5I/AAAAAAAABAg/i5ORKGDphrc/s320/tumblr_koc7bjLXoS1qzw0uno1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391729740016082834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Because when you love and then lose it, your life is changed for the worst. There is nothing that can fill that hole of emptiness that is left behind. And the more you love, and the more you lose, the bigger that hole gets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone and then leave them, you kill a part of them. You leave them in grief, and in a despair that can never be lifted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You ruin their life by leaving them with a hole that can never be filled, and a hunger that can never be satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is truly the most unforgivable thing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shamelessly koped from V heh heh hope you don't mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping my brother do his math makes me feel a teeny weeny bit smart :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-5111674873524260942?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/5111674873524260942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=5111674873524260942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5111674873524260942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/5111674873524260942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/10/emptiness.html' title='Emptiness'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/StNFocaRX5I/AAAAAAAABAg/i5ORKGDphrc/s72-c/tumblr_koc7bjLXoS1qzw0uno1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-3284390979761138522</id><published>2009-10-11T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T22:22:42.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Appetit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 200px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj2.jpg"&gt;                                                  &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 200px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/jj2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie &amp;amp; Julia was nice :) All I thought off after the show were 2 things:&lt;br /&gt;01) Why did Julia hate Julie???????????? She didn't mean to insult her or anything, on the other hand she was her idol and role model! I wonder if I'll ever idolise someone to that extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02) Both of them were real lucky to have married such wonderfully understanding men :) F and WJ agreed with me on this the moment I mentioned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a really fun time yesterday! Left the house in one outfit and a particular pair of shoes, came back home in a totally different one, both the tops and shoes. Hahaha nice. First time in a long long long time that I spent so much money in one day, BUT while clearing out my drawer today I realised that I still hadn't deposited most of my angbao money heh heh SO I won't feel so bad after banking in all that money :) It covers more than what I spent so, G-O-O-D!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a HOMIE today (HAHA). Kind of dreading the presentation tomorrow because I really hate presenting stuff in front of people, but then again, looking forward to dinner :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School feels like a chore. Can't help it but I will always, always think of how different life might be (positively) if I had insisted on VJ/TP. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-3284390979761138522?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/3284390979761138522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=3284390979761138522&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/3284390979761138522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/3284390979761138522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/10/bon-appetit.html' title='Bon Appetit!'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-7361985103903181932</id><published>2009-10-09T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T00:32:35.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S, T, C</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Ss9lc0XQNrI/AAAAAAAAA_I/JwnFlefRe8M/s1600-h/tumblr_kr5lfhd77g1qzdubgo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Ss9lc0XQNrI/AAAAAAAAA_I/JwnFlefRe8M/s320/tumblr_kr5lfhd77g1qzdubgo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390638824752690866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games Day was quite fun though nowhere compared to SN [:(], but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ignis&lt;/span&gt; came in overall 1st! Nice. Wasting time with V, K and their friends and WH was fun heh heh I was on a winning streak today :) No more noob (okay fine still noob la but just not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; noob okay) in Bridge, I won quite a few of my own sets today so Y-A-Y, QWH can stop calling me nooooooob. S joined later and we played till 5, OP workshop which was thankfully not as bad as I expected (Ouch!) and then DINNERRRR :) Luv you guys a lot (to infinity and beyond~) though it was only the 2 of you today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won TWO scissor-papers-stone matches today with my lucky arm heehee on first try somemore! Is it a sign is it a sign is it a sign? And I totally embarrassed myself twice today, one through the modern use of technology (sigh) and the other in person (double, huge sighs with capital Ss). Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it is after promos, time to start on my things to do which I could not before Promos!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-7361985103903181932?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/7361985103903181932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=7361985103903181932&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/7361985103903181932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/7361985103903181932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/10/s-t-c.html' title='S, T, C'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Ss9lc0XQNrI/AAAAAAAAA_I/JwnFlefRe8M/s72-c/tumblr_kr5lfhd77g1qzdubgo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-8899227826016802399</id><published>2009-10-08T21:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T22:59:00.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen to the wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Ss3q57oGBpI/AAAAAAAAA_A/d0bCtOSs6Gk/s1600-h/9521_145726056663_688836663_2512287_8030860_2n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Ss3q57oGBpI/AAAAAAAAA_A/d0bCtOSs6Gk/s320/9521_145726056663_688836663_2512287_8030860_2n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390222610011653778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PROMOZ ARE OVER~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rockband party at N's on Tuesday night all the way through to Wednesday, real fun :) Bridge was gay, we've found another girl amongst us, welcome :) Rockband was fun as well, with songs that we know, and because it's the first time I sang so much within like 2 or 3 hours at one shot! My voice became weird after that but thankfully I didn't lose it or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept for an hour before going to Braddell to do D's present! Then surprised her at PS successfully, hahaha she's so blur she didn't suspect a thing even though it was super obvious when we all arrived together, and then made our way to ECP. Cycling was really good, haven't cycled in a long time and it felt really nice to just cycle without having to think or worry about anything and just hearing the wind blow in your ears :) The best part was that ECP was really empty because it wasn't a weekend! Nice. Dinner was a smaller affair with only SL and W, but fun still :) I gained a lot of knowledge about people heh heh but not like I'll put it to good use so, all of it's safe with me man! We just talked and talked and talked all through the period of Before, During and After dinner. It's nice to talk to people who share the same viewpoints as you! Feels like you're on the same wavelength and they really understand what you're talking about. Hahaha cues W's 'Exactly!!'. Amazing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I could survive on 1 hour of sleep itself is amazing. It put me through 48 hours and I was still able to be quite hyper and laugh loudly and not talk nonsense like I usually do when I'm tired! N's bed must be quite a miraculous thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, hi everybody this is PYY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVINNE says:&lt;br /&gt; lionel say he can try to squeese one place for us&lt;br /&gt; but even the reserve team also filled&lt;br /&gt; already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cassandra (esrohaes/yobnaihc) says:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;HAHAHA YY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; SQUEESE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; HAHAHAHAHAAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;EVINNE says:&lt;br /&gt; ??????&lt;br /&gt; huh what&lt;br /&gt; is squeeze ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cassandra (esrohaes/yobnaihc) says:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;YA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;EVINNE says:&lt;br /&gt; hahaha&lt;br /&gt; same la&lt;br /&gt; british&lt;br /&gt; and american&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cassandra (esrohaes/yobnaihc) says:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BRITISH IS NOT SQUEESE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;EVINNE says:&lt;br /&gt; britizh&lt;br /&gt; american spelling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) I love you still PYY heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We fall, we get up." Moving on! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(bulletproof)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-8899227826016802399?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/8899227826016802399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=8899227826016802399&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/8899227826016802399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/8899227826016802399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/10/listen-to-wind.html' title='Listen to the wind'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Ss3q57oGBpI/AAAAAAAAA_A/d0bCtOSs6Gk/s72-c/9521_145726056663_688836663_2512287_8030860_2n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-9088651137389005036</id><published>2009-10-04T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T23:49:04.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You were worth the hundred thousand miles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SsjBiP_QPeI/AAAAAAAAA-4/7lk80w-6BME/s1600-h/9521_127157626663_688836663_2353770_6855757_2n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SsjBiP_QPeI/AAAAAAAAA-4/7lk80w-6BME/s320/9521_127157626663_688836663_2353770_6855757_2n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388769748300348898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY DELPHINE :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this is so late manz but you know I still love you :) Hope you had a greaaaaaat day with MF! Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem Day was disgusting. By the time night fell I half gave up on Chem. Seriously. Spending so much time just ploughing through all those notes and yet still not getting questions right. So I just read what I can and I'm just going to aim for a S. Because E and above is highly impossible, the nearest attainable target is probably an S. Disgusting. Why'd I take Chem again...? BTW thanks very muchies F for being my personal tutor today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I learnt today is not to talk when I'm super drained because that will only lead to me giving crappy answers or worst of all, snapping at people when I really don't mean to and that will only make me feel really bad later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY! 4PM! AND! WEDNESDAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-9088651137389005036?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/9088651137389005036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=9088651137389005036&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/9088651137389005036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/9088651137389005036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-were-worth-hundred-thousand-miles.html' title='You were worth the hundred thousand miles'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SsjBiP_QPeI/AAAAAAAAA-4/7lk80w-6BME/s72-c/9521_127157626663_688836663_2353770_6855757_2n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-4590155949465184437</id><published>2009-10-03T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T00:21:43.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're just the best I ever had</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Ssd1Uj0_GTI/AAAAAAAAA-w/FLkBZjj-CsQ/s1600-h/P1000127+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Ssd1Uj0_GTI/AAAAAAAAA-w/FLkBZjj-CsQ/s320/P1000127+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388404475247401266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY LIM LI MIN :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(heh heh royal purple~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just wanted to catch this before the day's officially over! Everything that I want to say is in the card soooooooo I hope you like the card heehee. Wo ai ni even though you are super retarded (confirm plus chop after today) :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Chem day. Monday will be Lit day. My life is going to be miserable for 2 and a half more days, PAAAAAAAAAAARTY ON TUESDAY CAN'T WAIT! :D And Wednesday of course I'm really excited and looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello AJ people (particularly YSX) hurry up and finish your promos so that we can all go out and have fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound really hyper today I think I inhaled too much smoke from everybody else's noisy sparklers at the park just now. But I really had fun today :) Albeit returning home a little bit broke but nevermind it is worth it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-4590155949465184437?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/4590155949465184437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=4590155949465184437&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4590155949465184437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4590155949465184437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/10/youre-just-best-i-ever-had.html' title='You&apos;re just the best I ever had'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Ssd1Uj0_GTI/AAAAAAAAA-w/FLkBZjj-CsQ/s72-c/P1000127+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-2231219185239280210</id><published>2009-09-27T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:41:24.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With a little sweet and simple numbing me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sr903uWbtJI/AAAAAAAAA-U/nIZThFmAhUw/s1600-h/1W033_bella_sol.png"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sr903uWbtJI/AAAAAAAAA-U/nIZThFmAhUw/s320/1W033_bella_sol.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386152180042151058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sr904Dc8MvI/AAAAAAAAA-c/7ElR_25WtQs/s1600-h/1W039_bella_sol.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sr904Dc8MvI/AAAAAAAAA-c/7ElR_25WtQs/s320/1W039_bella_sol.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386152185706590962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAMILTON :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Econs and Math you're going to be my new (academic) best friends for this week. I don't know why I'm not feeling the panic yet... when I've not memorised anything related to Econs  or done anything related to GP or figured out the solutions to the Math problems that I have no idea how to do yet. The next two days are going to be V.I.T.A.L!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was productive and good and happy and yay :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-2231219185239280210?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/2231219185239280210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=2231219185239280210&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2231219185239280210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2231219185239280210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/09/with-little-sweet-and-simple-numbing-me.html' title='With a little sweet and simple numbing me'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sr903uWbtJI/AAAAAAAAA-U/nIZThFmAhUw/s72-c/1W033_bella_sol.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-2826774938065122665</id><published>2009-09-26T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T23:25:18.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You win,&lt;br /&gt;Can we end it now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Mummy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-2826774938065122665?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/2826774938065122665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=2826774938065122665&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2826774938065122665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2826774938065122665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-win-can-we-end-it-now-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-2930781180178283643</id><published>2009-09-24T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T00:35:49.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last good thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrpOEHPAqyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/6MQ5y4ltIXU/s1600-h/21aizqv_th.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrpOEHPAqyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/6MQ5y4ltIXU/s320/21aizqv_th.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384702137043299106" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrpODInJWsI/AAAAAAAAA9U/UL5GdrLwlW0/s1600-h/21odkiv_th.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrpODInJWsI/AAAAAAAAA9U/UL5GdrLwlW0/s320/21odkiv_th.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384702120233097922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrpOB4J9pjI/AAAAAAAAA9M/-4qYY6wWtu4/s1600-h/9sbfr8.png"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrpOB4J9pjI/AAAAAAAAA9M/-4qYY6wWtu4/s320/9sbfr8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384702098635859506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrpODiLD0FI/AAAAAAAAA9c/JqfRbkRy7Io/s1600-h/2n71i1d_th.png"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrpODiLD0FI/AAAAAAAAA9c/JqfRbkRy7Io/s320/2n71i1d_th.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384702127094616146" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B makes my day and is one of the major factors why school doesn't suck so much :) (Lymtyk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WNA GO ON A GG MARATHON UGH PROMOS CAN YOU HURRY UP AND GO!!! (it's tiring and boring and just plain disgusting to be studying so much partly because everybody around you is studying 10 times harder)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-2930781180178283643?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/2930781180178283643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=2930781180178283643&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2930781180178283643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2930781180178283643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-good-thing.html' title='The last good thing'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrpOEHPAqyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/6MQ5y4ltIXU/s72-c/21aizqv_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-7075783969199780406</id><published>2009-09-20T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T19:07:27.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Circle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrYBl4vU_cI/AAAAAAAAA8M/BhkyT6xc5vI/s1600-h/tumblr_kq84yeKwWq1qzwaddo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrYBl4vU_cI/AAAAAAAAA8M/BhkyT6xc5vI/s320/tumblr_kq84yeKwWq1qzwaddo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383492154965687746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes when things come full circle, it hurts because its the end of something. However life is really all about things coming full circle and it will happen regardless of whether we like it or not, regardless of how much it's going to hurt sometimes, regardless of how it will affect outcomes and processes and endings, because there is an end to every start. Learning how to accept, deal with it and move on is probably one of the hardest part of life, something that I'm sure nobody has and ever will master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, I hope that you're doing okay though I know it's impossible for us to understand exactly what you're going through now. It definitely isn't going to be easy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the process is sure going to take some time but I know that you're strong enough to get back up again. Just remember that all of us are going to be here for you so don't bottle everything up to yourself. You can do it, all the way :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-7075783969199780406?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/7075783969199780406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=7075783969199780406&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/7075783969199780406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/7075783969199780406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/09/full-circle.html' title='Full Circle'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrYBl4vU_cI/AAAAAAAAA8M/BhkyT6xc5vI/s72-c/tumblr_kq84yeKwWq1qzwaddo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-2217872088452933390</id><published>2009-09-17T23:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:45:59.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People marching to the drums</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrJWIfAu_HI/AAAAAAAAA8E/AAEwFHd2Ew0/s1600-h/VIOLAHS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrJWIfAu_HI/AAAAAAAAA8E/AAEwFHd2Ew0/s320/VIOLAHS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382459208424684658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated 18th birthday Qian! :) I was looking through the old photos and woah was this old. Hahahaha nearly the entire section missing Amanda Pan. Hope your prelims are going well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the most hilarious MSN convo of my life yesterday night with PYY. Seriously, if it weren't in the middle of the night and if my entire family weren't already asleep I would have burst out laughing. The number of 'HAHAHA's typed in the whole convo is seriously uncountable. Contents of the convo will be kept strictly to ourselves heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrJVamIsrLI/AAAAAAAAA70/_SxAHxDSjCs/s1600-h/crab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 84px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrJVamIsrLI/AAAAAAAAA70/_SxAHxDSjCs/s200/crab.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382458420063153330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrJVbASe8rI/AAAAAAAAA78/cnWSWs6JdXA/s1600-h/seahorse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 64px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrJVbASe8rI/AAAAAAAAA78/cnWSWs6JdXA/s200/seahorse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382458427083518642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrJVaL4hfEI/AAAAAAAAA7s/Q57fnWvr2XI/s1600-h/turtle.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 85px; height: 114px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrJVaL4hfEI/AAAAAAAAA7s/Q57fnWvr2XI/s200/turtle.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382458413015989314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Seafood Trio :) Don't you think the colour of the seahorse very nice????? Looks cute right. AND, the eyes of the seahorse are VISIBLE (inside joke).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for a run today and I think my arms are going to ache tomorrow hahaha. And I need to start running like last time because my stamina is not the same anymore!! Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are going for their Honeymoon #2 during the long weekend leaving the 3 of us at home. Hahaha actually I doubt it'll be a second honeymoon I just named it that so that it'll make them look a bit more romantic heh heh! I hope that the Sister will drive us out to dinner :D I think we will go for dinner on Saturday YAY first time we 3 own the car (and the house) for 3 days. Cooooooooool. Maybe the house'll become grossly chaotic by Monday hahaha! I hope my parents bring back food and nice stuff though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-2217872088452933390?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/2217872088452933390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=2217872088452933390&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2217872088452933390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2217872088452933390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/09/people-marching-to-drums.html' title='People marching to the drums'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SrJWIfAu_HI/AAAAAAAAA8E/AAEwFHd2Ew0/s72-c/VIOLAHS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-1383746629131144269</id><published>2009-09-15T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:48:18.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The night the sky fell down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sq-H10a01HI/AAAAAAAAA7k/ANO-Ol5mqts/s1600-h/IMG_2115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sq-H10a01HI/AAAAAAAAA7k/ANO-Ol5mqts/s320/IMG_2115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381669438405006450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sq-H1gs9TtI/AAAAAAAAA7c/0_E6tn79ig8/s1600-h/IMG_2114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sq-H1gs9TtI/AAAAAAAAA7c/0_E6tn79ig8/s320/IMG_2114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381669433112350418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sq-H1HVDOsI/AAAAAAAAA7U/l4gNSt5NZ8g/s1600-h/IMG_2113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sq-H1HVDOsI/AAAAAAAAA7U/l4gNSt5NZ8g/s320/IMG_2113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381669426301188802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sq-H0vB8L5I/AAAAAAAAA7M/VofVArp1m_k/s1600-h/IMG_2112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sq-H0vB8L5I/AAAAAAAAA7M/VofVArp1m_k/s320/IMG_2112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381669419778584466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sq-H0ZDiFdI/AAAAAAAAA7E/CmM-bWxhla8/s1600-h/IMG_2111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sq-H0ZDiFdI/AAAAAAAAA7E/CmM-bWxhla8/s320/IMG_2111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381669413879682514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blogger is finally worrrrrrrking properly (for me that is).  (Y) Please don't let this be temporary!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE today was aerobics-cum-dance which was fairly entertaining, both watching people dance and the instructor. Can't believe this is going to be PE for a whole term o: without the sports (awwwwwww Sharapova &amp;amp; Williams hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the studying nowadays makes it feel kind of like it was O levels all over again, seriously. Some people are studying quite hard that it's quite scary! And you thought O levels was an end point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read this, it was like (I).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sorry", Jensen said. "You okay?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ye-yeah," I stammered. "This is just -"&lt;br /&gt;"Hard."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes and no," I said. I refused to cry again, especially in front of Jensen. "Obviously I'm not alone and I'm really over him," I explained,"but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's been difficult to learn that people aren't always what they seem&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;" - Don't Mind Me, Terri Clark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly what I felt. Exactly why I was so disappointed. Facades are scary, especially when they finally come off and you realise what a fool you've been to have trusted that person behind the facade all this time. Sucks to think that you're stupid while the other person successfully had you wrapped around her/his fingers. I think that this has unconsciously built walls around me and that it will not be as easy to get past those. Right now I think that I'm starting to slowly close in and that's not something that I want. But maybe, just maybe, all this is just to teach me not to trust so easily and that sometimes its better to be wary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay time to go try and absorb more information zzzzzzzzzzz. I need to be delusional like YY and convince myself that I love studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-1383746629131144269?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/1383746629131144269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=1383746629131144269&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1383746629131144269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1383746629131144269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/09/night-sky-fell-down.html' title='The night the sky fell down'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/Sq-H10a01HI/AAAAAAAAA7k/ANO-Ol5mqts/s72-c/IMG_2115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-3551054446431052791</id><published>2009-09-13T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:24:15.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homebound</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/tumblr_kpou42I8dy1qzwaddo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LZY I hope you had fun on Friday! Getting thrown into the pool numerous times (haha lousy) and I think we did manage to surprise him hahaha (Y). Dinner later on was good :) And the whole of yesterday was mentally taxing though what we did at night was really amusing heehee (L) Looooooove hanging out with you and you because we always have fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was stay-home-sunday hahaha and it was goooooooooood because I did stuff that I liked :) Okay though I forced myself to do a bit of work if not I would feel really guilty but yes I did stuff that I haven't done in a looooooong time, like going to the library to borrow nice books (o:) It felt like forever since I sat down to a meal with my family so lunch was good too! W/o the sister though. And dinner at the grandparents' :) My brother is a retard I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated birthday Xixian!!!! Though you will never read this. AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELEANOR CHEONG (2 hours in advance), although you will never read this too hahahaha. Oh man I miss seeing them every single day during recess :( A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 10 weeks to go and we're done with half of our JC lives! Scary or what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-3551054446431052791?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/3551054446431052791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=3551054446431052791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/3551054446431052791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/3551054446431052791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/09/homebound.html' title='Homebound'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-6690550335229469216</id><published>2009-09-09T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T00:37:03.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With my five best friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/page2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun :) Ate like pigs with OG mates at Swensens and I think we annoyed the hell out of the service staff there because we asked for 1001 refills of water and utensils and were quite difficult customers haha (understatement?). But I really, really had fun, took my mind off studying and unhappy stuff and I think we did manage to surprise E so (Y) :) &lt;b&gt;Happy belated birthday!&lt;/b&gt; (and happy 090909 everybody heehee bet lots of people got married/engaged today!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Everybody's studying like crazy it's kind of scary.) (okay maybe that's another understatement, the 'kind of' part.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-6690550335229469216?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/6690550335229469216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=6690550335229469216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6690550335229469216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/6690550335229469216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/09/with-my-five-best-friends.html' title='With my five best friends'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-3520449885463278613</id><published>2009-09-08T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T23:45:42.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run baby run, don't ever look back</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/IMG_0035-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through the Japan trip photos (hahaha before we discovered the wonders of multi-shot! if not I wonder how many thousands of photos we would have taken in that few days.) because of the plans me F and WJ were making of what we're gna to do after Promos. Then F remembered our list of what we were gna to do after Os hahaha and I have no idea where's the paper now!! I srsly think its with her. Hahahah I hope one of us finds it!!! And see what we actually did after Os.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was not a really good day in fact it started off real bad. I think because I woke up feeling grumpy then I kind of persuaded myself that today was a bad day hahaha. The appt was good though, fast and efficient and the dr was quite nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met F and I finally understand acid-base! FINALLY. Dinner with half priced waffles (L), extremely full but satisfying. And pasar malam (HAHAHA). Talking on the train was really nice :) Reminiscing was embarrassing (every single time I suggest going cycling hahaha wth) but real fun. I'm glad I listened to my P 4 years ago if not I would not know where I would be today manz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahlao everybody is studying like craaaaaazy o: But heehee can't wait for Oct3rd (AND OCT6TH 1600HRS!!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-3520449885463278613?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/3520449885463278613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=3520449885463278613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/3520449885463278613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/3520449885463278613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/09/run-baby-run-dont-ever-look-back.html' title='Run baby run, don&apos;t ever look back'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-7440179782779854946</id><published>2009-09-08T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:37:37.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Let's not pretend like you're alone tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/P1090214-pola2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because these words were never easier for me to say&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really weird dream yesterday and I kind of forgot what dream it was, but it might be a deja vu thing I don't know. Hahaha I remember I used to be kind of amazed when I had a deja vu moment. Cause it used to be really frequent in the past, nowadays its not so common anymore. (And there are dreams that I remember vividly that I would really wish for a deja vu to happen, how contradictory that its the dreams that are blurry that end up coming true.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm suddenly scared of what's going to happen next, or the lack thereof. I feel like I'm stuck in the middle of nowhere (good or bad I have no idea). Could you let me know what in the world is going on with you? My brain feels like its been running a marathon but it has no idea where is the end point and takes no notice of the surroundings. It is just one very, very mad dash to nowhere. Sometimes things start to remind me of you and that is not... ideal.&lt;br /&gt;Could we be back to good friends again?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is saddening Lit paper is the last compared to everybody :( Dang. I still want to go to TeaParty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Happy birthday to JoleneGweeJiaMin, EugeneLeongJunHao and LimZhongYi! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-7440179782779854946?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/7440179782779854946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=7440179782779854946&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/7440179782779854946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/7440179782779854946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-not-pretend-like-youre-alone.html' title='Let&apos;s not pretend like you&apos;re alone tonight'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-3266661591468585683</id><published>2009-09-04T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:44:05.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do you race through my red lights?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/IMG_908422.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted Tues &amp; Wed moping around at home cause of the fever but now I'm fine thank goodness. Thurs was not-so-productive-but-super-fun OG session hahaha and today was quite a good day :) I can't wait for next Wed heehee I think we'll have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to SN on Monday, I finally got to DRINK SN MILO the nicest beverage on Earth. I drank 2 cups of it heehee. And didn't get to buy the old girl tee I don't know why the bookshop doesn't have it but oh well. Met with P YH and U and saw lots and lots and lots of people whom I haven't seen in a while, felt good to be walking on familiar grounds and seeing the teachers as well! Though I realised afterwards that I didn't see a lot of teachers. But oh wellll. Caught Up and it was good and heartwarming. I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/Picnikcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I wake up tomorrow with a stomach full of motivation to study. And that stomach full of motivation'll be able to last me for the next... approximately 4 weeks. Go go go go (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(term 3 just flew past and that scares me because sooner or later JC life'll be over before you know it(!!!!!!!!))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay the holidays are gna be quite packed sooooo time management time management time management!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Better than before, I'm hoping for a miracle to happen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-3266661591468585683?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/3266661591468585683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=3266661591468585683&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/3266661591468585683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/3266661591468585683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-do-you-race-through-my-red-lights.html' title='Why do you race through my red lights?'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-2409489966543044446</id><published>2009-08-27T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T23:02:22.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubble Wrap</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/walkingintherain/2w9XXXqFFo1w9titqFuoDkgXo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated YY and N's birthdays today ( :) ). Before I forget, HAPPY SEXY SEVENTEENTH BIRTHDAYS TO BOTH YOU GIRLS! :) And happy wonderful 18th to Hongdiot (haha I couldn't think of a nice word starting with E). Anyway I think we managed to surprise YY though Nessa knew about the surprise hahahahaha nevermind but I'm waiting for PYY to upload the picture which we took because it's a reallllllllllly nice picture!!!! In which we all look happy :) I like happy pictures. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a really good day. Studying with the usual people on Thursdays was quite productive today (at least for me) and funny. Had counselling from SL yet again and hahaha this time I really thought about what she told me, I think she might be right. I'm going to convince myself that she's right la huh then it'll save me a lot of trouble and I'll stop wasting my own time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand, I cannot wait for tomorrow we're going to have a Girls' Day Out (hahahaha) without Elsie who's in Prague right now :( But we're going to watch The Proposal!!! YY and I have been acting out the trailer nearly the whole of this week hahaha ALASKA! Seriously cannot wait for tomorrow. (&amp; Saturday &amp; Monday)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-2409489966543044446?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/2409489966543044446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=2409489966543044446&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2409489966543044446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2409489966543044446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/08/bubble-wrap.html' title='Bubble Wrap'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-4416680350871007982</id><published>2009-08-22T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:34:24.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You crashed and you're on your own tonight</title><content type='html'>(Blogger's being a sulky kid and not letting me upload any pictures - my Blogger page is totally screwed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite a good day! To school in the morning for ISSL, our slogan's still not satisfying everybody but hopefully we'll be able to come up with something soon man. And funny conversations were quite entertaining haha. Waited for 171 for nearly half an hour, before meeting The Sister at Cityhall. And we went shopping heehee damn shiok especially when I've been going window-shopping since eons ago. Feels really good to actually be able to buy what you like :D Had lunch for nearly an hour hahaha nice (Y).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks and aimless walking yesterday with V, I like :) Haven't walked around aimlessly just talking and walking on impulse, haven't had the time and energy to do it but I'm glad we did yesterday! I like spending quality time with friends man just talking about anything and everything :) And I was weirdly efficient yesterday I actually went to clear my whole pile of paper building up at my desk since the beginning of the year. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't! Wait! For! The! September! Holidays! And I want my Dad to come back now now now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-4416680350871007982?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/4416680350871007982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=4416680350871007982&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4416680350871007982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/4416680350871007982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-crashed-and-youre-on-your-own.html' title='You crashed and you&apos;re on your own tonight'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-2453755028547370783</id><published>2009-08-18T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T14:15:39.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>And all the past is just a lesson that we've learned</title><content type='html'>The past few days (weeks) have not been easy. But I'm glad to say that with each day things get a teenyweenyweenyweeny bit better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Z: Honestly I hate how things are not and will never be the same as they were before, which really makes me kind of sad when things used to be so good and simple and happy and just plain awesome, but at the end of it all, all I can say is that: I've tried. It's not like I've chosen to be all cowardly and run away and just not face the problem, I've really taken the first (and last) gigantic step of trying to get rid of the really weird space between us now. 'Cause judging from your replies, it seems that you don't really give a damn whether we're talking like before and that made me feel like this friendship was as good as non-existent. And I don't want to be the only silly one trying to get things back on track, when you're not even semi-apologetic about how things got here in the first place. It really takes two to clap. You probably have no idea how tiring it is to be the only one trying but I'm telling you now, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it is&lt;/span&gt;. One month of trying and I'm drained. I'm sure that I'll be willing to try and make it up when I know definitely that you sincerely want to make this work, though I'm not sure if that day'll ever come. Until then things will probably stay this way and we'll be stuck in this awkward mess. I just hope that someday we won't look back and regret not trying to make things work because things would have been so much more awesome if we did. (Although I can tell you in all honestly now that whenever I see things that remind me of you it really makes me feel kind of sad because the happy times come rushing back like nobody's business.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. Okay to those that know, no prizes for guessing who's Z. And those that don't, you're better off not knowing 'cause you'll just get me all in the ranting mood (yet again) and I don't really like bothering people with my moodswings and ramblings, which explains my sincere gratitude to those who have been able to tahan my whinings for the past Idon'tknowhowmany days. And my humble apologies for taking up so much of your time and giving me free counselling (hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt like rambling before bathing and having dinner and making my way to WM's. Sigh why do I have a feeling that tomorrow's not going to be a good day :( Mouse :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-2453755028547370783?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/2453755028547370783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=2453755028547370783&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2453755028547370783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2453755028547370783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-all-past-is-just-lesson-that-weve.html' title='And all the past is just a lesson that we&apos;ve learned'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-1288008069615073152</id><published>2009-08-12T23:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T23:53:51.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SoLhZSwNaXI/AAAAAAAAA6E/4EobjxjL_oQ/s1600-h/bang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SoLhZSwNaXI/AAAAAAAAA6E/4EobjxjL_oQ/s320/bang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369101530426075506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I hardly know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But maybe I never did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like every emotion you showed me&lt;br /&gt;You kept well hid&lt;br /&gt;And every true word that you ever spoke&lt;br /&gt;Was really deceiving&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm leaving this time&lt;br /&gt;This is my last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha cute picture = new MSN picture. I looooooooooove cute and nice photos just looking at one of my particular favourite websites today made me happy. Which was good because today wasn't exactly a good day I kind of got by in a blur. The best part about today is that Wednesday is over :) I love Thursdays Fridays Saturdays and Sundays and Mondays. I just don't like Tuesdays and Wednesdays haha don't bother asking why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT WAIT FOR FRIDAY!! (AND SATURDAY)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-1288008069615073152?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/1288008069615073152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=1288008069615073152&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1288008069615073152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/1288008069615073152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-goodbye.html' title='The Last Goodbye'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SoLhZSwNaXI/AAAAAAAAA6E/4EobjxjL_oQ/s72-c/bang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-2931009686158238536</id><published>2009-08-12T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T01:05:59.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.R.I.E.N.D.S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SoGk5RKfVoI/AAAAAAAAA4s/uRB1IhaBokQ/s1600-h/IMG_1032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SoGk5RKfVoI/AAAAAAAAA4s/uRB1IhaBokQ/s320/IMG_1032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368753534569240194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With friends like these, it's enough :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really proud and happy to say that I have my group of friends whom I know I can count on for anything and everything at the end of all that comes our way and that I'm really thankful and grateful that they're here for me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thanks a lot a lot a lot you know who you are&lt;/span&gt;. I know I have been drowning you with my shit (figuratively) and I'm honestly damn glad that I found out who I could trust and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will go nowhere but uphill from here onwards! (It can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; go uphill.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-2931009686158238536?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/2931009686158238536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=2931009686158238536&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2931009686158238536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/2931009686158238536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/08/friends.html' title='F.R.I.E.N.D.S'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SoGk5RKfVoI/AAAAAAAAA4s/uRB1IhaBokQ/s72-c/IMG_1032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-7693065857868243960</id><published>2009-08-10T21:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:29:00.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Practised this for hours, gone round and round</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SoAdAGZ1jaI/AAAAAAAAA4M/GdrvXgWbl9Q/s1600-h/P1080689-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SoAdAGZ1jaI/AAAAAAAAA4M/GdrvXgWbl9Q/s320/P1080689-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368322643381816738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9 more days till Mouse flies off :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems like there's a 1001 things to do but what in the world am I doing here now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malacca was good :) A good night away from everything, feels good to be (some sort of) uncontactable for 2 days. Where I didn't have to think about whether to do It or not. Which I have not done, by the way. I have prepped myself to really do It but at this moment, the person is missing. I'm kind of scared that I'll chicken out when the person appears but at the same time I kind of want to get over and done with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW the dilemma is coming back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be nothing to look forward to this week, except the frantic last minute rush of doing MP. Ugh and PW. I cannot wait for this Friday to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad that I have people whom I can trust and tell all my secret rantings to :) And know for sure that it'll be safe with them. I realised that I really appreciate having a small group of friends whom I can tell every single thing to, rather than having a large group of friends but having no one to rant to. And I'm thankful for them having to listen to me whine all the time. I LUV YOU FRIENDS XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-7693065857868243960?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/7693065857868243960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=7693065857868243960&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/7693065857868243960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/7693065857868243960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/08/practised-this-for-hours-gone-round-and.html' title='Practised this for hours, gone round and round'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9PdZoaqPIc/SoAdAGZ1jaI/AAAAAAAAA4M/GdrvXgWbl9Q/s72-c/P1080689-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8408090873811441322.post-70436020038202782</id><published>2009-08-09T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:47:08.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So did my eyes so I could see</title><content type='html'>SHOULD I OR SHOULD I NOT?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8408090873811441322-70436020038202782?l=hopejar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/feeds/70436020038202782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8408090873811441322&amp;postID=70436020038202782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/70436020038202782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8408090873811441322/posts/default/70436020038202782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopejar.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-did-my-eyes-so-i-could-see.html' title='So did my eyes so I could see'/><author><name>Cassandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184141406726080001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
