<?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-3642056320749862836</id><updated>2012-02-17T08:48:32.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Buds.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642056320749862836.post-2121466053151713135</id><published>2008-02-22T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T21:45:49.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_2934.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/DSC_2934.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;This is my dog Spot. =)&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway Ian left for Perth two days ago. I miss him very much.&lt;br /&gt;But no worries he'll be back in December.&lt;br /&gt;I know very long time but i'll wait.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love jess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-2121466053151713135?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2121466053151713135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=2121466053151713135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/2121466053151713135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/2121466053151713135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-8773039200484561641</id><published>2008-02-06T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T16:41:36.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R.I.P Bingo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog Bingo died today, at approximately 1.pm. He has been part of the family for 11 good years. Will be dearly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;missed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Welcome back&lt;/span&gt; Ian darling.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Jess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-8773039200484561641?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8773039200484561641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=8773039200484561641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/8773039200484561641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/8773039200484561641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/r.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-3580259850727191592</id><published>2008-02-05T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T11:19:48.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi people. Wow i haven't blogged for a super long time. Too lazy. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i'm at Darryl's house at the mo. I'm alone here now cause they both are at school. So might as well blog. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with the o level results.&lt;br /&gt;I did okay i guess. I acheived 6'0s.&lt;br /&gt;Accounts- &lt;b&gt;U&lt;/b&gt; (Never passed it)&lt;br /&gt;Maths- &lt;b&gt;D&lt;/b&gt; (i'm always bad at Maths so..yea)&lt;br /&gt;Commerce- &lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English- &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt; ( WTF i thought i'd get an A)&lt;br /&gt;English Literature- &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt; (I thought i would get an E for this. HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;Geography- &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt; ( I was suprised to get a B)&lt;br /&gt;Malay- &lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science- &lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And congrats to my cousin Peng who got 8A's. I guess i did okay. I went to MD the other day with Ian to get myself enrolled but i didn't know that they don't offer the students there to do Psycology. I felt a bit stupid because i didn't do my research before going there. You know research on what subjects MD offered. Anyway Pte has Psycology so i decided to go there instead. A few days later my aunt brought me to PTE to get myself enrolled there. I hope i get accepted. * crosses fingers* The subjects i choose to take are Psycology, Socialogy and English Literature. Glad that i managed to take the subjects i want to do. * Big smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, yesterday while i was on my way to go to Darryl's house. I forgot to bring my heels so i immediately went and bought a new pair. Yeap just like that, i went into the shop, saw the pair i love and just bought it just like that. Hehe.=D&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year's is just in a few days. So Happy new year to all the Chinese people celebrating New year's. May all of you gets loads of&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; red packets&lt;/span&gt; too. =) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the vet came to my house to get two of my dogs checked. The older one namely Bingo is dying. Poor dog, he has cancer. And his days are numbered. =( Sighs&lt;br /&gt;And a few months ago, Spot the dalmation got hit by a car the stupid Malay person was driving. The driver knew that Spot's in front of him and he still didn't hit the brakes or something. My aunt was there at that time so she went out of the house and told the driver off. Apparently the person lives in our neighbourhood. It was kinda embarassing cause my aunt was yelling and EVERYONE can hear.Hahaha Anyway good thing Spot's leg's fine. That's what the vet said anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; Ian's coming back from KL tommorow. Yayy! i really miss him a lot. Can't wait to see him again. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You know i love you.=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;22 days = seven monthsary.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's all. I will try to blog &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;once every few days&lt;/span&gt;. I don't want my blog to just &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;die&lt;/span&gt; like that. Oh and just so you know, i'll be the only one blogging here now. Wen's got her own blog. (Will link you as soon as i know your link kay.) And Sarah, well she doesn't really blog anymore. But i might as well just keep the profile the same. Just for the memories. If you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time.&lt;br /&gt;xo Jess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-3580259850727191592?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3580259850727191592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=3580259850727191592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3580259850727191592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3580259850727191592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/hi-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-8274011343550834221</id><published>2008-01-09T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T22:52:45.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finished playing Kingdom Hearts 2 yesterday. But i got the lousy ending though, cause i didn't play properly. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind, i got Darryl's game to play and see the better ending.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do much today. I just went to Yayasan with Aunty.D, Darryl and Alister. I wanted to buy Final fantasy x but the shop didn't have the international version so i changed my mind about buying it. Stupid shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just now some random freak said Hi to me. Eww. When Alister saw that random freak checking me out. He laughed. I mean, there isn't anything funny about that right? And when Alister told Darryl about it. He laughed too and asked me why i didnt flirt back.oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i didn't want to, cause i love my boyfriend. And that dude's no match for him. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/?action=view&amp;current=1_375492810l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/1_375492810l.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause you are the brightest star. And i'm in love with who you are.&lt;/b&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo jess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-8274011343550834221?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8274011343550834221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=8274011343550834221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/8274011343550834221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/8274011343550834221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-finished-playing-kingdom-hearts-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-5002497606611561820</id><published>2008-01-06T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T00:15:47.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;He is BACK! =D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian came back yesterday. I am completely happy to know that he is within my reach again. haha&lt;br /&gt;Besides that i almost finish playing my Kingdom Heart2 game. Think i'll finish it later. &lt;br /&gt;And today i started reading this manga called ' Absolute Boyfriend'. It's pretty funny. And there're some parts which can make you go "AWWWWW"&lt;br /&gt;Haha think i'll post some of the drawings up for you all tommorow as i'm feeling totally lazy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood today isn't exactly good. I didn't even have the appetite to eat like i normally used to. Plus i'm haunted with nightmares for three days in a row. God, what is happening to me. It's been a week now since i've had a good nights sleep. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's because of the constant worrying. Think i'm gonna keep my feelings bottled up for now. There's no one i can confide to at the moment anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep tight people.&lt;br /&gt;love jess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-5002497606611561820?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5002497606611561820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=5002497606611561820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/5002497606611561820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/5002497606611561820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/he-is-back-d-ian-came-back-couple-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-6026524851188483373</id><published>2008-01-02T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T01:44:51.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/?action=view&amp;current=untitledn.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/untitledn.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/?action=view&amp;current=untitled.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max and i used to webcam. Really? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i  mean..no.=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now when i was playing Kingdom Hearts2. The place where i have to do something for Winnie The Pooh and his friends. Some side quest thing. Anyway i was playing the part where i have to jump on balloons with Tigger right. Then he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darryl- Jessica, i want to ask you one question.&lt;br /&gt;Me -What?&lt;br /&gt;Him -What did Tigger &lt;u&gt;find in the toilet?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me -Shit?&lt;br /&gt;Him -Guess again.&lt;br /&gt;Me -I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Him -&lt;b&gt;Pooh.(poo)&lt;/b&gt; get it?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's another one.&lt;br /&gt;What's &lt;b&gt;sticky and brown?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: &lt;u&gt;A stick.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if you find it funny. But i do! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song reminds me of Max. I miss him really terribly, now that he's back at Canada already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="290"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/zUMu12BPkO/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/zUMu12BPkO/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="290" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;4th song. C.h.e.r.r.y.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who forgot/don't know who Max is. This is him.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0069.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/IMG_0069.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0057.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/IMG_0057.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benny and him. Titanic.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0067.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/IMG_0067.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elva, Max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00181-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/DSC00181-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once had this tennis ball.I think it's lost when Benny threw it somewhere sround the compound of the house. It's suppose to be &lt;u&gt;Jayden&lt;/u&gt; is gay. HAHA he wrote it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least &lt;b&gt;Ian&lt;/b&gt; cutiee.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/?action=view&amp;current=31204287016616l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/31204287016616l.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ptkAKWf9ZD/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ptkAKWf9ZD/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to write&lt;br /&gt;So little time&lt;br /&gt;How can i &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;pinpoint&lt;/u&gt; our love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;a few lines&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start with the first time we both kissed&lt;br /&gt;The rain poured down when we touched lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you Ian. You're all the way over there. Somewhere in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;come back soon okay.=)&lt;br /&gt;xo jess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-6026524851188483373?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6026524851188483373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=6026524851188483373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/6026524851188483373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/6026524851188483373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/max-and-i-used-to-webcam.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-7404934378254313274</id><published>2008-01-01T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T00:50:30.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ian bought me the Adrian Mole book. It's called Weapons of Destruction. I can't wait to read it! I still remember seeing that book at Diana's house during her birthday. I told her i wanted to borrow it but then i forgot to bring it home with me. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Yes today is the 1st of January. The new year,2008. Happy New year everyone! And thanks to all the people who sent me those text messages. It's really sweet of you. Though when i tried to sent my greetings to my friends, i got really frustrated cause the Dst lines or something got jammed. &lt;br /&gt;But eventually it got through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do anything special during New year's eve. Just went to Escapade to have dinner with Darryl's family, as it was Darryl's birthday yesterday. The sushi's okay. I like the Californiamaki. But then is it like everyone's favourite? No?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA and i tried the fried ice cream. It tasted delicious! yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Darryl said that i was pregnant yesterday because i said i wanted to eat french fries. Well i kinda had a craving for them since two weeks ago when i was in Sibu.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Unfortunetly i couldn't get any yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I told his mother Aunty Daisy that he said that i was pregnant. And his mother told him that its the pre-menstrual thing that gave me the french fries/ chocolate cravings recently.HAHA i didn't know there's a pre-pregnancy thing too.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i spent the whole afternoon playing my Kingdom hearts 2 game. I have to finish it before school starts. Which reminds me the O level results are coming out pretty soon. I am going crazy over the suspense of not knowing my results.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i'll try not to think about it and enjoy the rest of the one and half month holiday i still have.&lt;br /&gt;To those who start school tommorow. Happy going back to school! haha&lt;br /&gt;It's the going back to school blues for you all. ( Not everyone actually,&lt;br /&gt;cause i know some of you who can't wait to go back to school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00899.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/DSC00899.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Sarah's drawings.&lt;br /&gt;xo Jess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-7404934378254313274?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7404934378254313274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=7404934378254313274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7404934378254313274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7404934378254313274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/ian-bought-me-adrian-mole-book.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-8781287207833576262</id><published>2007-12-30T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T23:40:03.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to make everything clear here.&lt;br /&gt;I do not have a crush on Benny Ong okay.&lt;br /&gt;And I did not flirt with him the other night during the barbeque party.&lt;br /&gt;there hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i'm still sleeping at Darryl;s place. Sure is fun! And i get to continue playing my Kingdom Hearts 2 game.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and recently i've been chatting with my old ex-classmate Kelvin Su a.k.a Kael/ Capone.&lt;br /&gt;And we've been chatting about how our Primary school years used to suck.&lt;br /&gt;When those malay dudes always call us name and shit.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway then the topis went to Jeffery.(Another one of my ex-classmate who used to call me names.) Well actually Kelvin used to call me names too, and bully me sometimes but then, i &lt;i&gt;forgive&lt;/i&gt; him, cause he got the guts to say sorry. I mean like most guys won't admit there're wrong right? no?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  `jess   ♥.- Desire! hahaha says:&lt;br /&gt;i think i hate jefferey&lt;br /&gt;-  `jess   ♥.- Desire! hahaha says:&lt;br /&gt;for starting those shit bout me&lt;br /&gt;-  `jess   ♥.- Desire! hahaha says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;-  `jess   ♥.- Desire! hahaha says:&lt;br /&gt;i think...&lt;br /&gt;-  `jess   ♥.- Desire! hahaha says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;~kAeL Vin &lt;K.L.H&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;loool go ahead&lt;br /&gt;~kAeL Vin &lt;K.L.H&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;neways&lt;br /&gt;~kAeL Vin &lt;K.L.H&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hes lik&lt;br /&gt;~kAeL Vin &lt;K.L.H&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;de 1st time he saw ur pic in frenster&lt;br /&gt;~kAeL Vin &lt;K.L.H&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;~kAeL Vin &lt;K.L.H&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;he cant stop sayin "omg omg"&lt;br /&gt;~kAeL Vin &lt;K.L.H&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;"is dat jessica?"&lt;br /&gt;~kAeL Vin &lt;K.L.H&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;he looks dismayed... as if he doesn wana believe dat de girl whom he used 2 call rat turns up 2 be pretty&lt;br /&gt;-  `jess   ♥.- Desire! hahaha says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha well... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and just so you all know. Before i got my braces. My teeth's like SUPER ugly i tell you. UGLAYY. PLus i wasn't at all pretty. That's why people used to call me names and eveything.&lt;br /&gt;I mean i don't mean to brag and everything, least i look good now.=) hehe But it's different now. I'm glad it is. Like what Kelvin said. Puberty changed us all. See now he's so slim. Kelvin i mean, cause during Primary he's kinda fat? haha no offence yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. thinking/talking about the past is good sometime. For example like i can finally see how i changed a lot. Or the way people's opinion about me has changed and everything. Feels good to know that the past i had before isn't as bad as now.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to the braces, my teeth's much better now. And i mean much mch better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i'm not really feeling well. I think i have a fever coming up, so i guess i better stop now. Thinking of what to blog about is killing me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;xo jess. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-8781287207833576262?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8781287207833576262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=8781287207833576262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/8781287207833576262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/8781287207833576262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-want-to-make-everything-clear-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-6884376635132083286</id><published>2007-12-29T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T00:45:19.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to blog about something today. But then i'm too lazy to type.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I went to church today. &lt;br /&gt;and Darryl said that his friend was hitting on me.&lt;br /&gt;ah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and Kael, i &lt;u&gt;forgive&lt;/u&gt; you for the bad things you said about me in the past, during our primay years.Haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;jess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-6884376635132083286?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6884376635132083286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=6884376635132083286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/6884376635132083286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/6884376635132083286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-want-to-blog-about-something-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-2357468094631832502</id><published>2007-12-27T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T00:46:33.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;When my heart was &lt;b&gt;shattered&lt;/b&gt; into pieces, It was &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; &lt;u&gt;who picked the pieces up.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;When i was a &lt;b&gt;broken&lt;/b&gt; soul, it was you who &lt;u&gt;glued&lt;/u&gt; me back together.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy five monthsary love.&lt;/b&gt; Yes, i agree with you, like how it's already five months in just a blink of an eye. Well i'm not sure if you feel like how i feel. You know, feel that time moves really fast and all. But yeah you get what i mean right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/?action=view&amp;current=untitledm.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/untitledm.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHE anyway just a few days ago, i went to Sibu with Alister's family. It was a really long drive there.We make a move at 2pm and reached there at like about 1.am in the morning. I was dead exausted.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. We didn't do much there. Just shop for abit. I bought jeans!. The Applemints that i really wanted. And the 'kolo mee' there is the best!. HAHAHA ate it like three or four times? =p HAHA&lt;br /&gt;I didn't exactly slept well during those two nights. The reason was, Alister kept taking up all of the space. And when i told him that, he was like " Not my fault that you're a light sleeper." haha&lt;br /&gt;The next day, i texted Ian about it. And he said. Tell Alister, i'd punch him if he steal all the space again.haha aww.&lt;br /&gt;Then the second night, i slept on the same bed as Darryl. I slept better as he didnt take up all the space.HAHA&lt;br /&gt;And I miss Ian. He's in k.k now. Or maybe some place else. I'm not quite sure.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for him to be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay REEEWIND! Before the trip to Sibu, Sarah slept over at my place. I was glad that we managed to catch up and eveything. I got really hyper as Sarah brought loads of lollipop.HAHA And we got really vain. Okay maybe just me. But who cares, it's been a while since i've been totally vain anyway. We spend the WHOLE night just laughing and talking till 5a.m =) A bit tired but was all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the pics I/ we took that night and the day after. Am gonna upload a few as i'm a bit tired from the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/?action=view&amp;current=untitled1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/untitled1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/?action=view&amp;current=1_260261585l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/1_260261585l.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/?action=view&amp;current=1_231526638l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/1_231526638l.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/?action=view&amp;current=untitledd.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/untitledd.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they say that laughter is the best medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/?action=view&amp;current=untitled-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my faves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap that's about it. And i'm chatting with Edmund now.&lt;br /&gt;Hey! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Oh and just a few minutes ago,Jeremy called me. He was drunk and talking crap with me.=.="&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Wen, if you're reading this. Hi to you too! can;t wait for you to come back from Penang.We three must go out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;jess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-2357468094631832502?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2357468094631832502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=2357468094631832502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/2357468094631832502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/2357468094631832502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/when-my-heart-was-shattered-into-pieces.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-3569138688874453233</id><published>2007-12-19T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T00:48:11.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Happiness is so short lived&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah anyway, Peng and i had been actually planning to sleepover in each other's places since last year, or perhaps the beginning of the year.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me sad when i think about how her parents look at me. Well Peng said that &lt;b&gt;"hate"&lt;/b&gt; is not the word,that's too deep. There're just &lt;u&gt;cautious&lt;/u&gt; about me or something.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah her parents didnt allow me, well not only me but her to go on with the sleepover.sighs&lt;br /&gt;I was really looking forward, to that since last year.&lt;br /&gt;It's like all the plans had been crushed just like that.Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the way i felt.&lt;br /&gt;But there're reason&lt;i&gt;S&lt;/i&gt; for her dad not allowing me to stay at her place.&lt;br /&gt;It's cause.&lt;br /&gt;no1.He saw the text message i send to Peng the other day.(Peng told me it kinda dented his trust.&lt;br /&gt;no2.Maybe it's cause he saw me out with Chua that day.(Hey that's already been a long time, about six months ago?)&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe he just doesnt like the way i act?&lt;br /&gt;ah screw it, at least i still have Alister's family to go to.&lt;br /&gt;And Ian.=)&lt;br /&gt;Well Ian,i'll be &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;really missing you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; when you're off to your trip.I won't see you till January? HAHA and yes i remember you told me we've got enough space between us already.&lt;br /&gt;And it's a sad thing that we can't go out on our five monthsary.&lt;br /&gt;But then,you know i'll be fine while you're away.And you know that there's always someone waiting for you to come back.&lt;br /&gt;And THANK YOU,for always driving such a long way just to &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;see and spend time with me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;HAHA =)&lt;br /&gt;you make me feel so &lt;b&gt;loved.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what people. I do not believe how i fell in love with that ex of mine before.Is it called rebound?(maybe he's the Mr.Rebound guy) if you guys get what i mean. caused by the previous relationship? or maybe (love is blind?) Well i don't count him as my ex anyway cause he &lt;b&gt;played&lt;/b&gt; me.&lt;u&gt;Really?&lt;/u&gt; yea so just &lt;i&gt;F*ck off.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all that's over now.No use thinking about it right? =D&lt;br /&gt;I am already super happy being with Ian.HAHA &lt;b&gt;Ian cutieee&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and Christmas is coming along pretty soon.Can;t wait to spend it with my love ones(Alister's family). Their house's the only place i feel like i'm actually home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And The Bangkok trip was GREAT! Stuffs there are so &lt;b&gt;bloody cheap.&lt;/b&gt;Like the Converse shoes,it's original and it only cost $40+ Brunei money.I bought loads of clothes.and some funny looking key-chains for my darling friends.(Oh Ian,glad yu like tht thing i gave yu.Too bad the shirt didnt fit though. )&lt;br /&gt;And my hair doesn't look as bad as before, as it kinda grew a bit.=D&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s. Gel,thanks for cheering me up.Though maybe you think you didnt,but you really made my day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway have a very merry christmas people.&lt;br /&gt;Love Jess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-3569138688874453233?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3569138688874453233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=3569138688874453233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3569138688874453233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3569138688874453233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/happiness-is-so-shortlived-yeah-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-2355770155747880831</id><published>2007-12-08T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T00:51:21.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am going to Bangkok tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't really looking forward to it but then it's better than just staying at home doing nothing right?&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just recently i got a friggin hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;I don't look as good as before anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw it. When i go to Kb i'm gonna straighten it so it looks better.=D&lt;br /&gt;hehe that's what Peng said anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea. tht's bout it.Sorry havent' been blogging much.It's not like people read this blog anyway..i know sad right? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;-jess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-2355770155747880831?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2355770155747880831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=2355770155747880831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/2355770155747880831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/2355770155747880831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-going-to-bangkok-tommorow.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-9204943294036958119</id><published>2007-09-26T16:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T16:55:52.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/untitled-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Guess who.&lt;/i&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;And happy belated birthday Anna.&lt;/u&gt;My &lt;i&gt;daughter&lt;/i&gt; =p&lt;br /&gt;Of course i didn't forget your birthday.&lt;b&gt;249&lt;/b&gt; DUHH.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA &lt;3 &lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/Picture51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna a.k.a osve and i.&lt;br /&gt;Taken way back in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/871387820l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA BANANAAAAAAA! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAA im gonna go now.&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-9204943294036958119?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9204943294036958119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=9204943294036958119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/9204943294036958119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/9204943294036958119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/guess-who_921.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-2050301971197856363</id><published>2007-09-25T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T16:14:08.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had my Malay orals yesterday.It went well for me.But i kinda wasted my time worrying about it for the past few days before i had it,so yeah screw me.HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Before the orals,i was freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;This was what Ian said.&lt;br /&gt;Ian-Relax..&lt;br /&gt;Me-I'm trying too.OMG OMG OMG DIE.&lt;br /&gt;Ian-Hey i said relax..you're not relaxing jess =p&lt;br /&gt;Haha =D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today i got really pissed off at Benny cause he just took my Marks&amp;amp; Spencer chocs without permission.And It was my last one.Grrr..&lt;br /&gt;Wen looked tired today.She was in a deep sleep that she didn't even hear me when i arrived at school and sat next to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/DSC05889.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/DSC05875.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/DSC05888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/DSC05856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jessy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-2050301971197856363?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2050301971197856363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=2050301971197856363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/2050301971197856363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/2050301971197856363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/had-my-malay-orals-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-8043295824884225033</id><published>2007-09-22T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T17:58:24.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah came back from Uk like two days ago.She came to school just now and i felt really happy to see her again.=D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the Marks&amp;Spencer chocolates.It's really tasty.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i have no idea why i can't sleep well for the past few days.Maybe i consumed too much sugar or something.HAHA&lt;br /&gt;But anyway Ian stayed awake with me till i eventually dozed off.How sweet of him.He's been doing it for so many times already eventhough he's like already tired.Thanks yeah,i really appreciate it.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess that's it.Here are a few of my favourite songs for you all to listen to in case you get bored.=)&lt;br /&gt;Hope you don't mind as some of it aren't really that updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/2cWQB8URl3/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/2cWQB8URl3/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/gv3OYiyPu4/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/gv3OYiyPu4/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ILDcPOdATK/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ILDcPOdATK/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/quhZM_BjhW/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/quhZM_BjhW/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/KEyxE8IKZz/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/KEyxE8IKZz/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/0tr5JHuF1K/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/0tr5JHuF1K/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/zV6gUIKOWR/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/zV6gUIKOWR/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Y9tG2fqTt0/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Y9tG2fqTt0/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and reminder to self- do not forget to call Ed ed later.=)&lt;br /&gt;-jessy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-8043295824884225033?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8043295824884225033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=8043295824884225033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/8043295824884225033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/8043295824884225033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/hey-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-3272057794436398075</id><published>2007-08-30T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T10:18:08.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Qualifying exams are now officially finished! yayy!&lt;br /&gt;hehe anyway i had this conversation with Wen worth remembering.&lt;br /&gt;Wen- i don't like Tom anymore la,see until sien.&lt;br /&gt;Me- I thought yu like wanna date amo langs only.&lt;br /&gt;Wen- I don't want amo langs anymore i want RICH GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;haha Wen you're such a retard.&lt;br /&gt;then yesterday night, i couldn't sleep so Ian called me =D&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling sick when i talked to him.Then after we hung up.Sarah called at about one something in the morning.It's about 5pm in England when she called.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't recognise her voice as it's been a while since I've talked to her.&lt;br /&gt;Me- Hello (in an uncertain voice)&lt;br /&gt;Sarah- Jess Is that you?&lt;br /&gt;Me- OMG SARAH!&lt;br /&gt;Sarah- Is it really you Jess?&lt;br /&gt;Me -Yeah haha just couldn't recognise your voice.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah- Have you been drinking again?&lt;br /&gt;Me- HAHA NO!&lt;br /&gt;We talked for about 20 minutes.HAHA then i talked to Ian again and I felt better.&lt;br /&gt;(As The day before wasn't a good day for me)&lt;br /&gt;bye people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps- IAN STOP CREEPING ME OUT! =.= HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;-jess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-3272057794436398075?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3272057794436398075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=3272057794436398075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3272057794436398075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3272057794436398075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/qualifying-exams-are-now-officially.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-7970778869998142939</id><published>2007-08-27T06:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T06:33:12.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seven reasons why i &lt;u&gt;Love&lt;/u&gt; Ian.&lt;br /&gt;1.The way he gets to make me tell him something that i dont wanna tell him.&lt;br /&gt;'come on you can tell me' 'no!' 'tell..' 'i dont want to okay' 'tell me..' 'fine okay!' HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;2.The way he "lie" to me just so i wouldnt get pissed off at him.&lt;br /&gt;'what time is it?' '2' 'what already 2pm?' 'yeah' 'oh lucky i dont have tuition' 'yeah'&lt;br /&gt;HAHA ian youre such an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;3.The way he go "yes dear" everytime i ask him to do something.&lt;br /&gt;4.Being able to tolerate(at least seem to) my every complain and swearing and being a total bitch in front of him.=x&lt;br /&gt;5.Spending hours and hours talking about plain crap on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;6.When he told me he goes &amp;$&amp;(^*^#^! everytime he doesnt pick up my call.&lt;br /&gt;7.Him being &lt;i&gt;silly&lt;/i&gt; sometimes.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy one month love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/ili.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jessy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-7970778869998142939?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7970778869998142939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=7970778869998142939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7970778869998142939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7970778869998142939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/seven-reasons-why-i-love-ian.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-4230366211163111070</id><published>2007-08-23T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T06:31:15.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>us 3</title><content type='html'>Ppl i am actually blogging in how long!! Can't be long though. U guys know that u're both somewhere in my heart alwayz. I agree with Wen, it just happened to be. Plan on emailing a lot. Love always.....xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       -Mama-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-4230366211163111070?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4230366211163111070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=4230366211163111070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/4230366211163111070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/4230366211163111070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/us-3.html' title='us 3'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-4080299434528835626</id><published>2007-08-21T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T20:49:14.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maxwell has left the building.HAHA&lt;br /&gt;no i mean he left for Canada,his hometown two days ago.&lt;br /&gt;I miss him a lot.Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore my best friends Sarah is going back to England this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs why do everyone i love and care about always seem to leave me behind?&lt;br /&gt;boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;Oh right i was at Rbc just now with Billy and Bob.Sorry zims wasn't aware that you were waving at me.Was quite blur.=)&lt;br /&gt;And shit i think i lost my i.c.Must try to find it at school tommorow.AARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max at the airport with my cuzzies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/66444516387_private_l.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't at the airport to see Max off cause i was.&lt;br /&gt;no1- too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;no2- i overslept.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/1_181225347l.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.i love you ian =)&lt;br /&gt;just wondering why you..ahh nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-4080299434528835626?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4080299434528835626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=4080299434528835626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/4080299434528835626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/4080299434528835626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/maxwell-has-left-building.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-3782434356817965452</id><published>2007-08-13T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T15:11:55.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was Billy's birthday on Saturday.And of course the usual,Max and the rest came.I'm too lazy to blog about it so i'll just post some pics up.Everyone was feeling kinda vain.So yeah =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/IMG_0057.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benny &amp; Max (Titanic) HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/IMG_0060.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elva,Max,Myron &amp; i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/IMG_0061.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/IMG_0062.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 2.Max:peek-a-boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/IMG_0065.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/IMG_0067.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pantse,Sessy &amp; Rihanna! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/IMG_0069.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max being random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/IMG_0077.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/IMG_0083.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/IMG_0079.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/IMG_0075.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Billy's birthday,and you wonder why he ain't in any of the pics?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.The rest of the pics are in Max's camera.&lt;br /&gt;So i'm gonna like get it from him now.&lt;br /&gt;seeeya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t.b.continued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jessy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-3782434356817965452?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3782434356817965452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=3782434356817965452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3782434356817965452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3782434356817965452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/it-was-billys-birthday-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-2798591270589113271</id><published>2007-08-09T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:24:24.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Retarded&lt;/u&gt; day at school today.&lt;br /&gt;anyway Wen and i got sick at school this morning.Due to several reasons i do no want to mention here.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my face got really red and i felt hot all over.&lt;br /&gt;And during English Literature class,Mrs Murphy was asking me whether i was alright.&lt;br /&gt;So i was like "no".&lt;br /&gt;And i got excused to get out of class.Sarah accompanied me to the welfare.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the discipline teachers thought that i escaped class.I sooo did not!&lt;br /&gt;When i wanted to go home already.(My uncle was already there to fetch me),the teachers said i couldn't bla bla bla cause they thought i escaped or some sh*t.&lt;br /&gt;i was in the welfare the WHOLE while after being in the toilet(to wash my face) and then tp the library just for a few minutes to cool off.(I repeat,i was feeling really hot inside)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i stayed in the welfare and Sarah said she wanted to go to Geography class.&lt;br /&gt;Then a while later Wen came and joined me,cause she was feeling quite unwell too.&lt;br /&gt;To cut the story short,i think Sarah kinda got into trouble,cause she didn't enter class.I hope everything is alright.I am planning to call her later to ask her what happen.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, i was getting seriously very &lt;u&gt;frustrated&lt;/u&gt; because the teachers kept me in saying that i couldn't go home.So after like ten minutes i was allowed to go after like one of the teachers said that my case is already "settled" or something.So i went like "NAH!" and slammed the slip(to allow me to go home) on the table.I wasn't deliberately trying to be rude or anything.It's just that i was REALLY frustrated.Some of the teachers were even asking me whether i was really sick.(maybe it's because i was smiling)&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh man,like what's the use of pretending?&lt;br /&gt;Then one of the disipline teachers said "Why are you being rude? Eventhough you're angry you still can't act like this to an adult".&lt;br /&gt;So i apologised and went home then i went to sleep with my uniform still on.&lt;br /&gt;I had only a few hours of sleep untill Elva came to my house and shouted "Jessica TIEEEENG! Jessica TIENG! where are you?"&lt;br /&gt;Then she entered my room together with Hui Wen(her sister),Max and San san.&lt;br /&gt;They all wanted to watch a movie.So me being a good hostess, i got up from bed and turned on the telly for them at the theatre room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yesterday i had dinner with Max and his family at Escapade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgp3xIsta_0/RrrS6upibcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0WELv0IYfBw/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgp3xIsta_0/RrrS6upibcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0WELv0IYfBw/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096617834719636930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left to right.San san,Max,Billy,Brnny&amp;Bobby.&lt;br /&gt;There isn't any photos of me on my camera,it's at Max's cam so i'll show you the pics next time =D.&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling really drowsy now.&lt;br /&gt;so i gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jessy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-2798591270589113271?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2798591270589113271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=2798591270589113271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/2798591270589113271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/2798591270589113271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/retarded-day-at-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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/_cgp3xIsta_0/RrrS6upibcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0WELv0IYfBw/s72-c/IMG_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642056320749862836.post-7144592418134768329</id><published>2007-08-07T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T20:00:39.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been okay, not counting the part when someone talked bad about us.(Me,Wen &amp;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway came back from school,eat,shower.Bla bla,the usual thing.&lt;br /&gt;Then watched a horror movie(i forgot the title) with Max and his sister Michelle a.k.a San San.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like the ending cause everyone died.&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, Billy,Benny,Max and I went to Rba club.&lt;br /&gt;Billy wanted to get a tan so i joined him for a while.&lt;br /&gt;But then i figured that the heat was just too much for me to bear(plus i'm already quite tanned) so i just went and hung around the kid's playground.&lt;br /&gt;Max kept &lt;i&gt;disturbing&lt;/i&gt; me,or was it &lt;u&gt;bullying?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA it doesn't really matter.&lt;br /&gt;Max kept winning when we played the thumb game.I don't know how to call it but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Then i got blisters on my palms.(OUCH!)Caused by hanging myself too long on the monkeybars.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went home cause it was getting late.&lt;br /&gt;And here i am blogging and chatting with Ian.HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to do my homework.&lt;br /&gt;Bye people.&lt;br /&gt;-jessy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-7144592418134768329?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7144592418134768329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=7144592418134768329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7144592418134768329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7144592418134768329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/hey-there-today-has-been-okay-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-3821953506555259124</id><published>2007-07-29T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T14:29:49.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there.&lt;br /&gt;Max the retard is like next to me now,fiddling with the freaking power ball or something.HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with Max just now.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;Oh i almost forgot,my aunt just bought a dalmatian pup a few days ago.So cute.&lt;br /&gt;And i have a craving for chocs now.I think i wanna get some now.&lt;br /&gt;Yes i will.BYEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.max is not a retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jessy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-3821953506555259124?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3821953506555259124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=3821953506555259124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3821953506555259124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3821953506555259124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey-there_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-5890394781951894263</id><published>2007-07-29T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T13:53:01.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA yes, Jess and I swore &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;excessively&lt;/span&gt; yesterday. Maybe cos of Mama's absence. Otherwise with her usual courtesies she'll go like, "heyyy dont say thattt!" and so so. Besides that, we also wrangled alot. Biasalah hor, Jess? Happens every time we sit together =P We're both used to it. So yeah, HAHA. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-`wenn~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-5890394781951894263?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5890394781951894263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=5890394781951894263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/5890394781951894263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/5890394781951894263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/haha-yes-jess-and-i-swore-excessively.html' title=''/><author><name>wenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642056320749862836.post-590143818939423932</id><published>2007-07-28T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T19:01:26.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people.&lt;br /&gt;YES! finally Max arrived a couple of days ago.We managed to catch up on stuff.Been pretty fun.What else?&lt;br /&gt;Well there's nothing much to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;Just that Wen and i kind of squabbled just now.But don't worry it's just about stupid stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;For example.&lt;br /&gt;Me-Wen wipe that bloody chocolate off my book.&lt;br /&gt;Wen-YOU DO LAH!&lt;br /&gt;Me-bloody fucker =.=&lt;br /&gt;Wen-HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's another one.It was during break,and as usual we were comparing how big the chicken wings we got.&lt;br /&gt;Me-HAH! mine's bigger.&lt;br /&gt;Wen-SCREW YOU BITCH! =p&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the rest i forgot.But it involved loads of swearing.So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jessy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-590143818939423932?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/590143818939423932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=590143818939423932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/590143818939423932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/590143818939423932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-1401584187068048677</id><published>2007-07-23T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T20:45:38.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jess, I blogged! HAHAHA don't marah me, sweetie. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wenn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-1401584187068048677?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1401584187068048677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=1401584187068048677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/1401584187068048677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/1401584187068048677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/jess-i-blogged-hahaha-dont-marah-me_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-8258047322687717123</id><published>2007-07-22T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T23:40:17.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to sleep in today as it is Sunday but my grandmother woke me up early so that i could go to Tutong to visit my relatives there.Was worthit as i had fun.Then i came home and then Ian called.=D&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i'm happy.Cause..&lt;br /&gt;no1.3 more days and i'll see Max.&lt;br /&gt;no2.I no longer feel the hurt anymore(It's a long story),Ian took it all awayy.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/howianmakesmefeel1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Ian makes me feel.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;When it's not &lt;u&gt;alright&lt;/u&gt;,when it's not &lt;b&gt;okay&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;i&gt;will you try to make me feel better?&lt;br&gt;Will you say alright?Will you say it's okay?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;Will you &lt;b&gt;stick&lt;/b&gt; with me through whatever?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo jessy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-8258047322687717123?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8258047322687717123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=8258047322687717123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/8258047322687717123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/8258047322687717123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-2964858674567268494</id><published>2007-07-21T06:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T06:22:45.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi people.&lt;br /&gt;From now on i think i' llbe the only one to blog,(temporarily)because..&lt;br /&gt;No1.Wen might be pretty lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;No2.Sarah's computer is in the shop,so she won't be able to blog eventhough she wanted to..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am SOOOOOOOOO excited.Just a few more days and i'll see MAX! HEHE&lt;br /&gt;well about 4 more days at least.But whatever after two long years i get to see him again =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway time for me to eat my breakfast.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s-Hi Ian,if you're reading this.=p&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S-This is Ian people,the dude who lives 100 miles away from me.He's kinda annoying sometimes but whatever.=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/31204287016616l.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;Jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-2964858674567268494?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2964858674567268494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=2964858674567268494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/2964858674567268494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/2964858674567268494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/hi-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-1665700895856715522</id><published>2007-07-20T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T06:37:08.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just found out that a few hours ago,Billy made banana milkshake for me.Sweet right?BUT he freaking put some weightgain powder in it.&lt;br /&gt;AH RETARD.&lt;br /&gt;Then when i told him i knew about it he went."TRICCCCCCCCCCKY!" at my face.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/DSC00920.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deejah and I.I miss her =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/720529497l.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me,Benny,Bobby,Billy.&lt;br /&gt;that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;byeee&lt;br /&gt;-jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-1665700895856715522?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1665700895856715522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=1665700895856715522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/1665700895856715522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/1665700895856715522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-found-out-that-few-hours-agobilly.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-6944910471447733116</id><published>2007-07-19T05:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T15:02:31.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW! i can't believe it's been almost two months since we've last blogged.Loads of stuffs had happened during the prev two months.Will tell you guys about it later.=D&lt;br /&gt;And YES i just got back my laptop yesterday,finally after two bloody weeks in the stupid shop.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway recent updates.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just visited the dentist yesterday,my braces colour are &lt;b&gt;lilac&lt;/b&gt; now.HEHE&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yes my dearest friend &lt;u&gt;Max&lt;/u&gt; who is from Canada is coming over to Brunei to stay..in about 6 more days.I can't wait to see him.Speaking of can't wait to see him,i have to quickly get him his birthday present before he comes.(his birthday was in April).So yes i should have gotten it by now.Any idea where i can get nice boxers?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.Happy belated birthday Umi! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laters.&lt;br /&gt;-jessy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-6944910471447733116?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6944910471447733116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=6944910471447733116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/6944910471447733116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/6944910471447733116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/wow-i-cant-believe-its-been-two-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-148642988869557302</id><published>2007-05-25T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T02:25:18.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24/5/07</title><content type='html'>Finally i gave Mr Tennis a Kiss! It was perfect. When i went to see him, only one other cher was there &amp; he is friendly with everyone which made the atmosphere more comfortable. He was on the comp at the time &amp; so didn't see my bag of chocs. Therefore when i asked him,"Sir, would you like a Kiss?" his intial reaction was "WHAT! NO!". Then i told him that it's only chocolate. So i gave him one aswell as the other cher in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 Ten minutes later i saw Mr Tennis again &amp; he said to me as he passeed, "mmm good Kiss" This statement is why my ingenoius plan turned out so perfectly. Next target, for the 2nd time is Mr Science...&gt;.&lt; &amp; then Mr Tight Ass. Jess i want to go to the party. As it is a White &amp; Wet t-shirt party why would we not want to go? Plus we know we'd have so much fun. Seems inevitable that we would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Wen hope your exam went well. I'm gonna ask you 'bout it at school. I know you said you wanted to laze around after the exam &amp; enjoy watching your movies. It's becoming an addiction. What exactly did you call Jess &amp; i earlier? Ladies with shiny nails? Buffer ladies? It made me laugh. Oh yeah, i was at the Mall earlier shopping &amp; i went to buy hairbands in your sis's shop, Wen when she said to me after i ahd paid that they have just recieved new stock on necklaces. The kind that i like:big, many straps &amp; funky. I'm assuming she told me because at the time i was weaing my usual accessories which was similar to what they had in the shop. Very sweet of her i think. Plus, every time i see her all i see is you Wen. You both really are like sisters, only diffenrence is the names. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Jess your party MUST happen! For a long time all we've done is talk 'bout it. Like they say &amp; i quote 'if you want something done, you have to do it yourself' Planning &amp; preperation is always the key &amp; then acess &amp; $ obviously.  Themes so far have been...well i'l let you write about that. The word i was trying to remember was Mod. Type it in on Yahoo! or gop Google it to find out what it represents. Pictures will help more than me simply explaining it. Funny thign happened today, someone told me that her mouth is aching from talking &amp; talking in Eng with me because i always have 'topics' as she called them to mention. 2nd person this week to proclaim that &amp; the only two ever in my life. Hmmmm. I like to talk  however i am not talkative. Big differenc there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Remember Jess when you told me about that incident at Hua Ho &amp; our reactions were,"I know i'm hot. Thank you." hehehehehehehehe. It is a compliment afterall only in another form. Anyway now Wen is lost in love or infatuation with a new guy. The feeling of ecstacy is conatantly in our bodies &amp; is for sure hard to berid of. Jess is now all Miller! Miller! Miller! I must admit that he is so fine! Plus Jess says that i resemble him. I can see that. But we're not entirely sure how to distinguise the differences or similarities or what they are for that fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   I'm still infatuated with Sir......Won't say who as you both know. I enjoy the little things that make me happy &amp; i get serious momentarily jealously over the tiniest details that don't concern me but over another girl. Would you two say that i get jealous? I don't think so. Maybe 0.5% only. Oh yeah Mr Michael told me how he has observed me to be happy &amp; that i handle what life throws at me with great apprension&amp; that i won't let it get me down. If it's a problem i'll try to fix it in the best possible way. He also mentioned how i've taken last year &amp; this year remarkably well. All this was mentioned after he told me how Jodie has setteled down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 Can't wait for this Sunday! I'm going to watch Pirates at the Mall cineplex. It's going to be so thrilling &amp; exciting, much better than Spiderman 3. This is my opinion. Wen i hope that in time hopefully before the O-Levels, you would have seen more movies in order to gain more imaginative thoughts &amp; ideas. We discussed this just the other day. I find it a huge contrast as to how i can simply come up with even the smallest ideas in the sillest of places when in the past i know you've been completely stuck trying to write a composition :[ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Jess what you still need to improve on is pronoucing long words. A 7 syallable word is almoat spoken as two seperate words. But don't change too much because then i won't be able to recognise who my best friend is. Me &amp; Wen will be "Who are you? What have you done with our beatfriend?" hahahahahahaahah. I've just heard on the radio that the colour yellow hepls with memory improvment. Good! MooMoo i still am waiting to buy that yellow file you have....heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Byebye ppl....&gt;Sarah&lt; xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-148642988869557302?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/148642988869557302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=148642988869557302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/148642988869557302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/148642988869557302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/24507.html' title='24/5/07'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-8647323018561315479</id><published>2007-05-22T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T00:32:13.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21/5/07</title><content type='html'>Monday was a fabulous day. Saw my x-classmates &amp; certain teachers. Hehehe. Enjoyed laughing with MooMoo &amp; Jess &amp; not having a care in the world. It's a foregone conclusion on who out of the 3 of us will obtain the highest mark in all the subjects that we take. Wen, Jess &amp; then me. Never before has this happened. Due to the fact that i now see the Xtra brighter side of life, i have resulted to staying in this no moral boundaries place &amp; am refusing to leave it. I owe a lot to both of you for making me realise this. But i am not implying that you both have brought it upon me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Wen has influenced me more with words 24/7. Even more than b4. Jess has influenced me with being more open to anyone. As in having friendly chats every now &amp; then. All good points. Sorry about this morning when i slipped away without muttering a word to you two. I was aware of it, but just did not want to bring myself to inform you. Then after things like that i start to think again, it's better to say anything rather than nothing. Correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       Moving on, i want to make it clear that my heart does not beat rapidly EVERYTIME i see certain chers. Only when i want to see them &amp; suddenly as luck would have it, they appear. I love it! Because it's like an adrenalin rush, that all my energy goes in one massive speed. It's all got to do with life. Hormones, changes, e.t.c bla bla bla yada yada yada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Wen, good luck with asking about for his email. Who knows wheread to. The bedroom? hahahahahahaah. Like what we were discussing earlier. I love how free we are with topics relatef to that. Just F*** It! Remember? Does this mean you will go &amp; purchase another buffer? But you always say that it's just a waste of time to have it if after a while it gets forgotten. Just Do It! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Jess Miller or Adam &amp; Eve? Which will it be? Together for ever with who? You will swear to your heart that you'll always love who? hehehehe. Oh wait, associate it with I Wanna Have Your Baby by Natasha Beddingfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  As for me, again, i love my life. Couldn't be happier, well not until i get a significant amount of $ to call my own. This reminds me of what Najibah said to me at school. She said that my fantasy is for Mr Tennis to pick me up on his bike. Oh pls! That seems so shallow &amp; LAME &amp; ridiculous! I know that i'd love to have some stud on a bike be my toyboy &amp; me ditto with him, but what she said is out of the question. Plus i'm more aware of it now that he deserves some respect because he's married. Well, now i have someone else...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Thanks for downloading the songs Jess. I wanted to buy lollypops for us because these had XXL written all over them ( 4rm what Wen mentioned earlier:size) but it was too late as my mum had already paid &amp; due to the fact that i had already bought chocolates worth $3 bucks. It's so cool to find out that Mrs Ramos has friendster! I couldn't believe it when she had sent me a smile. The benefit now is that we can have more fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Au revoir mes amies......xoxo&lt;br /&gt;                             '-*Sarah*-'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-8647323018561315479?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8647323018561315479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=8647323018561315479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/8647323018561315479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/8647323018561315479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/21507.html' title='21/5/07'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-9088160012933748127</id><published>2007-05-18T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T13:29:17.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18/05/07</title><content type='html'>Haloo people. Exams commence this Monday. This is the first time ever that i have not read or studied anything. Not even Geography or Science, which i am good at. I believe it to be my subconscious thought of knowing that these exams do not matter &amp; so i am repeling all revision. Clearly i am going revise for the Qualifyings &amp; Mock. For that, i will start reading slowly now so that i will have time to take it all in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          Right before assessmbly on Thursday, i had to wake MooMoo up from her quick sleep. She was in a deep sleep as i had to call her three times &amp; nudge at her. Even then she did not move immediately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Just the other i had this conversation with Jess about our friendship;the source of it. I proclaimed that we had became friends because we could both speak English. That was our only attraction. At first this bothered me greatly, that is 14 days ago, but now i am starting to think that maybe that's a good thing. Opposites do attract. Just look at Jess &amp; i now. We have a great time doing things togther, especially loitering around the school  when were not suppose to. Every now &amp; then Wen will come along, which makes a difference because when our teachers see us, they notice that it's the 3 of us instead of just jess &amp; i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        I love our friendship &amp; wouldn't change anything about it. Along the way, we discovered a few similarities: we'll laugh at 'European' things, prattle about A-Class nerds &amp; quote phrases from songs. Different songs from each other. Rigth Jess, just move along like i know ya do. Jess, thanx also for suddenly thinking about buying me the packet cat food. Sweet of you! I just didn't want to mention that i don't have anymore cats now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       Still jealous Jess? About my nails being shinnier than yours...heheheheheheeheh. Well, you won't be left out because Wen is giving you hers. The problem with you Jess is that you will not be able to finish  it all in one sitting. You'll do it ever so slowly &amp; not at all vigorously, like ya suppose to. Anyway, the shine is meant to last a couple of days. Mine are still looking so smooth &amp; sleek. Heheheheh. Just so you know, i'll be happy to buff yours up anytime Jess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      That's it for now...bye people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                &gt;Sarah&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-9088160012933748127?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9088160012933748127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=9088160012933748127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/9088160012933748127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/9088160012933748127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/180507.html' title='18/05/07'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-4500674011249640165</id><published>2007-05-17T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:15:50.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17/5/07 Sarah's Life</title><content type='html'>I just found out today that a strict female teacher saw a certain girl playfully 'hit' male teachers &amp; said, "Do you really think it is right to hit a MALE teacher?" So now, i can't really have fun. Obviously it had crossed my mind that i couldn't actually keep that up in public, amongst ominous prying eyes. This is taking so long to do man! Keeps on lagging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Haven't mentioned Mr Tennis. Don't want to. Don't have the energy too. All my energy goes when my heart starts to beat at 100m/ph &amp; then my hands &amp; legs shake when i see certain teachers. How i have changed from being so closed in, safe, BORING &amp; NOT living life on the edge to carefree, out-going, boisterous, spontainious, lively ( i hope) &amp; just plain silly at times! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      I love the times when Jess &amp; I stay back together after school on Saturdays for tennis. We get to walk around freely &amp; comfortably &amp; sit anywhere we like. Sometimes we will watch the students &amp; teachers leave. Once Jess said the most physcologically intelligent thing about people going here &amp; there. She said that everyone has somewhere to go to, somewhere to be &amp; has something to do. So i asked her what does that really mean in life, that almost all of the people in the world have to make their way to some other place in order to get something done. I suggest this to be a good deep involuntary thought in the field of physcology. Good work Jess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       The best damn change in my life is that i have met so many new people. All of this happened really in 2006 &amp; it's still continuing on now. Some of the girls i know, are not very muched like by most of my friends &amp; so Jess, MooMoo &amp; I believe that i have strange friends. Do i attract the odd ones out? My point of view is that, it's a good thing that i do so, then i know i am assured of them being different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Wen! That was so funny how you suddenly had the energy to run to Geo class let alone ever running! Clickity, clackity, clack all  the way down. Very amusing, unlike today: we could smell the unpleasant odours of one's defecation coming from the bathroom nextdoor. VILE! HORRIBLE! What the hell went wrong? Didn't aim properly?? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. Jess, thanx for downloading all the songs i've been wanting for so long. FINALY! The school now is undergoing mass renovation for the Golden Jubilee &amp; i'm assuming also for the arrival of the Queen. I sort of like the school a little better, with the brown tiles &amp; brown painted benches but not the fact that all the trees surrounding the school were cut down. They were so beautiful &amp; full of life &amp; clearly took nearly a century to properly grow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        That's it for now. I want to get back to remembering all the songs that i want to hear again. But before i go, thanx for saying Happy Mother's Day to me, MooMoo...followed by Baby Cow....XOXOXOXO&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;Sarah&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-4500674011249640165?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4500674011249640165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=4500674011249640165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/4500674011249640165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/4500674011249640165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/17507-sarahs-life.html' title='17/5/07 Sarah&apos;s Life'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-2940985242796132359</id><published>2007-05-16T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T23:09:51.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up at 4am and found Jerome online,waiting for me to chat with him for two hours.LOL sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways today was an okay day for me.And yes &lt;b&gt;thanks&lt;/b&gt; Edmund and Jerome for trying to cheer me up everytime i feel down,since you know.&lt;br /&gt;During accounts lesson just now,i was feeling kind of sleepy due to the lack of sleep the day before.As i closed my eyes trying to drift to sleep,i got up feeling quite shock to find Wen staring at me on my right.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Then she said"Jessica.KAKA wake up KAKA don't sleeeeep!"HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;After accounts,we had Geography and we had to walk to our locker to get our books.&lt;br /&gt;As we were doing that,we(Sarah,me,Wenn&amp;Miao) were busy talking about our Geography teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Then all of a sudden Sarah yelled "OMG!" cause she thought that he heard us talking about him.Anyway fortunately he just said "If you're late,you have to get the late slips".And it really is troublesome to get those darn slips.&lt;br /&gt;To avoid going through that,Wenn started running to class.Then i followed her,running like mad leaving Sarah and Miao behind.It was SOO funny.Why i find it funny?&lt;br /&gt;Well it's because she NEVER runs in school.And that'CLICK CLACK CLICK'sound her heels made was funny.Like a horse running.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that during break,as usual we had ate our food at one of the white benches.And the most peculiar thing is Sarah.She's been giving those &lt;i&gt;weird&lt;/i&gt; smiles to unknown people.Plus she kept smiling to herself.=.=&lt;br /&gt;WEIRDO.HAHHAHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,after that went home from school,friend called,talked for over an hour.Then went to Math tuition then after that went to MS with Benny to get his certificate.&lt;br /&gt;Came home,played with the dog,took a shower,chatted with Edmund for a while,then studied Geography for a while,and lastly here i am,blogging comfortably on my bed.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it.&lt;br /&gt;Bye =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and before i forget.This is for Sarah &lt;center&gt;mparasitamehow tarepermentovoyama astalamuertay&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAA i have no idea what it means.I think it's Spanish! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jessy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-2940985242796132359?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2940985242796132359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=2940985242796132359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/2940985242796132359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/2940985242796132359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/woke-up-at-4am-and-found-jerome.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-5326798961415783033</id><published>2007-05-14T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T18:11:13.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Walked around the neighbourhood today.A couple of kids waved at me on their balcony,they looked totally cute.I waved back.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shoot,I forgot what i wanna say next.=/&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;bye =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-5326798961415783033?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642056320749862836.post-1219826117709261681</id><published>2007-05-02T06:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T06:37:05.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing interesting happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;The teachers just did a couple of locker check-ups.&lt;br /&gt;It's not like we hide in something illegal in there.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Teacher said our(me,Sarah,Wen) locker number's nice.&lt;br /&gt;#69 =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jessy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-1219826117709261681?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1219826117709261681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=1219826117709261681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/1219826117709261681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/1219826117709261681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/nothing-interesting-happen-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-8519041122496487216</id><published>2007-04-29T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T12:33:39.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When i got home from the basketball match yesterday,i was kind of suprised to find my laptop fixed when i got home.Daddy fixed it for me after it's been dead for like 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy actually came down from Kb to see me,but i was busy playing in the match,so he couldn't see me.Am feeling a bit sad cause i couldn't spend some time with him yesterday, and it's not like he comes down often.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that,the match was a blast&lt;br /&gt;Saw a couple of my old buddies.Anna,Michelle and the rest of the Ms team.&lt;br /&gt;We lost miserably though.Damnit that's three times in a row.&lt;br /&gt;But my coach said i played well,so whatever =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jessy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-8519041122496487216?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8519041122496487216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=8519041122496487216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/8519041122496487216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/8519041122496487216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/when-i-got-home-from-basketball-match.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-7931818375583643884</id><published>2007-04-28T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T22:30:07.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Up-Date in Sarah's Life</title><content type='html'>KISS: Keep It Simple Stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               Like it says, i'm just goin to keep things sweet &amp; simple.&lt;br /&gt;#1:The infatuation is still within me.&lt;br /&gt;#2:Very, very happy &amp; pleased with taking up TENNIS as my CCA!&lt;br /&gt;#3:Delighted with school life;as i'm getting very loquacious with lots of new friends &amp; certain teachers.&lt;br /&gt;#4:I don't believe that when you die, your presence isn't felt.&lt;br /&gt;#5:A certain teacher &amp; i have quite a few things in common.&lt;br /&gt;#6:Tq to Jess &amp; Wen for sharing with me this &amp; that &amp; bringing me out of my shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             -ADIDAS-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-7931818375583643884?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7931818375583643884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=7931818375583643884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7931818375583643884'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;Anyway,during one of my literature classes.I had this conversation with Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;It went like this.&lt;br /&gt;Me-"Sarah i hate you"&lt;br /&gt;Sarah-" Jess i hate you too"&lt;br /&gt;Me-"Shit,I can;t believe i'm stuck with you."&lt;br /&gt;Sarah-"Yes i can't believe i'm stuck with you too."&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..what else.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes i play tennis now.It's not that i want to.During the first lesson,Sarah actually dragged me and forced me to come with her to practice.And damnit now i am actually very fond of that sport.&lt;br /&gt;I love it EVEN more than Basketball now.Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;And yes i just remembered,what my friend Chua said.It's a good sport to like vent your emotions out.SO true.&lt;br /&gt;No2.I love tennis now.Tennis crazy,whatever you name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.Big thanks to Sarah there.And it's a good opportunity also for me to get myself a nicer tan than what i got now.And also recently,i have been contacting my old friends from St Andrew's.&lt;br /&gt;It's been great talking with Jayne,Alyssa and Jordine again =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my school basketball team is going to have a basketball match with Maktab Sains this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I am really dreading it.I haven't been practicing lately.And i skipped basketball training the other day just to go to tennis.Aargh it's my own fault actually.&lt;br /&gt;The girls in Ms are really good.Just last year we had a match with them and we lost.And it's even more &lt;i&gt;degrading&lt;/i&gt; that we not lost only &lt;b&gt;once&lt;/b&gt; but &lt;u&gt;twice&lt;/u&gt;.=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and after the basketball match,i'm gonna quit the team for good.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before i forget,Sarah, I LOVE JAYYYYYYYYDEN. HEHEHEHHEE.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye sluts.&lt;br /&gt;-jessy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-6114162570205479385?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6114162570205479385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=6114162570205479385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/6114162570205479385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/6114162570205479385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-was-great-i-woke-up-to-sound-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-2653308530804529294</id><published>2007-04-23T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T21:37:11.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people.&lt;br /&gt;Yawns ive been too lazy to blog lately.&lt;br /&gt;But mainly its because im not really in a mood.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;I dont care what people say about me anymore.I mean like what's the point right?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Its just stupid thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;heh yeah.whatever.&lt;br /&gt;blah fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im outs.&lt;br /&gt;jessy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-2653308530804529294?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2653308530804529294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=2653308530804529294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/2653308530804529294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/2653308530804529294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-3750949664738944238</id><published>2007-04-10T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T19:22:11.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wen's seventh's post</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not blogging yesterday 'cos I was 'busy'. Kekekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy just got back from Penang last Sunday with some pressies for me - sparkling hair bands, bracelets and two pretty boxes to store my accessories. Gratified, I tried them on one by one. Mommy was huffing and puffing about how filthy the house has turned into while she was away. Lol, and so I helped her to do some cleanings. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a really diverting morning, there was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; lessons at all due to some unknown sources. For the first two periods, we - Jess, Sarah and I - were making fun of how the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Burger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;stumbled over earlier this year. 'Amazing' was the word Sarah used to remark it. Sure it was amazing to see our '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;favourite&lt;/span&gt;' teacher tripped over. Rofl~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in high spirits and did freaky things like meditating while uttering 'asamandi' which was supposed to mean 'I summon the....'. Lol yes, I'm a freako. Lol. It was utterly lame but hilarious. Emm.. I can't reminisce about what we did next. Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was pretty ditto to yesterday. Again, we dint have any lessons due to.... i don't know. =P Early in the morning, I was borrowing friend's homework to copy and listened to songs while doing that. Then after break the weather was unbearably hot and so I rang up Mommy to pick me up at approximately 11.30am. Hehe. In the afternoon, I went to Malay tuition as usual and now here I am, blogging. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping there wouldn't be any lessons again  tomorrow. Lol xP. I've gotta go now, time to eat eat eat! XD Cheers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~Wenn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-3750949664738944238?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3750949664738944238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3750949664738944238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/wens-sevenths-post.html' title='Wen&apos;s seventh&apos;s post'/><author><name>wenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642056320749862836.post-7944327439970770131</id><published>2007-04-09T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T22:21:50.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay i also forgot to mention that when I was having that 'orang putih' conversation with those teachers, Cher #1 replied to me after i asked 'Why would you think that Sir?" with " because there's not many of you". We all laughed at that point. The 'you' was indicating 'orang putih' people. Sheesh Man! Okay now i really have to stop. Have been on the computer since i got home &amp; only now have just realised how terribly crapy, if you don't mind me saying my English is. Lack of concentration &amp; focus. In the words of Jess i quote 'Don't ruin your eyes Man'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TQ Jess. Sweet =) MooMoo you should have been at school with us to witness all this. On the contrary, if there is nothing to do for 1hr+ you usually end up going home. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightynite =)&lt;br /&gt;                  Sarah xoxoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-7944327439970770131?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7944327439970770131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=7944327439970770131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7944327439970770131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7944327439970770131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay-i-also-forgot-to-mention-that-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-7462459952040187868</id><published>2007-04-09T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T22:01:30.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forgot to mention a few things. The conversation between Sir Ramli &amp; i started off with him asking me if my IC was green &amp; not yellow, which is the colour i put. Also when Su, MooMoo, Jess &amp; i linked our hands togther, i began to say this chant, which only ended with me saying one line:'I summone thee'. MooMoo did not hear what i said properly &amp; came out with something jumbled up into one word, sounding like ' assoumndey ' It was hilarious, wasn't it? We pretended to be meditating &amp; chanting 'assoumndey'. HAHAHAHAAHAHHHHHAHA. It was good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that my very first talk with My LoverBoy was about Najibah. But i thank her 1000000000% because if it was not for her, that whole thing would have never happened. I swear on God's green Earth that i am not thinking about the infatuation i have over him. Just feeling happy for me.......&amp; him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, my Penguin friend (Tifah) &amp; i started talking to Ms Joanna when she came out of the staffroom. She was just about to leave. She said how looked different with my hair up. I mentioned how she now has specs. Then afterwards she suggested how i might have looked different for a certain someone. I said,"Yes.You are spot on" As Tifah &amp; i said goodbye to her, she suddenly said " I'll discuss this with him. You know that he knows he has an admirerer?" "What! No. He has admireres" i said. That was it. Will ask her tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir mon amies chocolate.....hehehehehh&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;                              -Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-7462459952040187868?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7462459952040187868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=7462459952040187868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7462459952040187868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7462459952040187868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/forgot-to-mention-few-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-6529090472853465228</id><published>2007-04-09T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T20:40:46.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE 9TH OF APRIL WAS THE BEST DAMN DAY OF MY LIFE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                     -Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-6529090472853465228?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6529090472853465228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=6529090472853465228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/6529090472853465228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/6529090472853465228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/9th-of-april-was-best-damn-day-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-5100416337388112500</id><published>2007-04-09T20:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T20:38:50.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th April 2007-The BEST DAMN day of my Life!!</title><content type='html'>School today was 100% brilliant, fantastic, amazing, unexpected &amp; perfect!! Firstly, no teachers came into the classes to teach because they were all in the CR2 having a meeting of some sort. Secondly, i enjoyed the time all of us had togther: laughing &amp; talking freely &amp; thridly, this afternoon was indescribable! Let me start with this morning. When Jess arrived she gave, ever so sweetly a packet of M&amp;M's Milk Chocolate to MooMoo &amp; me. Then the 3 of us sat in one line toghter, eating &amp; babbling about life whilst being completely oblivious to the happenings in the classroom. Form Teacher came in to collect the Walkathon $. In total, i gave $16 &amp; Jess $2. MooMoo hasn't yet collected any $ i think. Towards the end of the day, at around 11.45 Su, MooMoo, Jess &amp; myself went to the bathroom to wash our hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we were inside the bathroom, Jess took off her tudong to quote 'fix' her hair. As i'm standing there, i happened to be looking down when i noticed &amp; said to Jess, "Jess, your bra is so tiny" Then MooMoo says let me see &amp; out of no where she goes &amp; grabs Jess! Geeze! Now i have to be careful. So Jess lets off this folsetto of a scream. The MIB teacher in the class next to the toilets then yelled out in Malay, "Who is that?" Immediately the 4 of us hid in the toilet cubilces. HEHEHEH. To get back to the classroom, we had to walk downstairs past 5A,B,&amp; C. It was so exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.30 came &amp; so MooMoo left &amp; i went to change. Went to the canteen with Jess. Could only stay until 1 though because we were informed that Geo class had been moved to 1pm. During the actual lesson, Sir was just asking Umi who was sitting next to me a few ques about her family &amp; i had a feeling that he was going to ask me some too. He did. &lt;br /&gt;Sir:"Sarah is your IC....yellow?"&lt;br /&gt;Me:"Yes it is yellow Sir."&lt;br /&gt;Sir:"Is your father still here?"&lt;br /&gt;Me:"Uh yes Sir. He never left the country."&lt;br /&gt;Sir:"Sorry"&lt;br /&gt;Me:"No. He never left the country."&lt;br /&gt;Sir:"Ok. I was just asking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then once we left the Geo reurce Room, Jess &amp; i happened to look down at the pond &amp; see Mr Tennis just standing there, admiring the pond. So to get his attention i purposely yelled outloud, "Jess i want to stay up here for a while" He shifted his head upwards as soon as i said 'Jess'. HEHEHEHE. Walked into the bathroom on that floor &amp; we both took off our tudongs. I tied my hair up, purposely &amp; i purposely wore my PE attire to do that.  So we decided to walk to our locker passing the library &amp; the canteen way because we did not want to attract the attetion of unwanted teachers. 3 male teachers were sitting at the canteen &amp; saw us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the books in the locker &amp; went to the canteen to sit &amp; 4 Jess to eat her noodles. Sat there for approximitely 1hr 45mins. When we sat down, the 3 teachers who saw us earlier were still there &amp; started looking at me like,'Where's your tudong?" One teacher suddenly spoke to me.&lt;br /&gt;Cher #1:"You're still here?"&lt;br /&gt;Me:"I'm sorry Sir? I don't know what  you mean?"&lt;br /&gt;Cher #1:"I mean, you're the 'orang putih'"&lt;br /&gt;Me:"What?! Why would you say that Sir? Or who told you?"&lt;br /&gt;Cher #1:"Because you are. Weren't you the one holding the STPRI sign during National Day?"&lt;br /&gt;Me:"Oh! That was my sister. I'm 17, she's 16."&lt;br /&gt;Cher#1:"Woa! So close. Are you Form 5?"&lt;br /&gt;Me:"Yes i am Sir. I was retaioned in Form 2 because i was not present in the country to take the qualifying exams to go up. Right now i am suppose to be doing my A Levels"&lt;br /&gt;Cher #1:"Your sister's at Menglait?"&lt;br /&gt;Me:"How did you know?"&lt;br /&gt;Cher #1: "He just told me" ( pointing to Cher #2)&lt;br /&gt;Me:"How do you know Sir?" (Sir Andy)&lt;br /&gt;Cher#2:"I saw her there"&lt;br /&gt;Me:"Oh okay Sir" ( actually he said more but i couldn't hear him so i've cut it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then onwards Jess &amp; me continued to sit there. She ate very slowly. In the process we had a little conversation with Fiqah &amp; Samiah, aswell as little his &amp; hellos to people we knew. Now comes the best part. The time now was 4.00 &amp; i had said to Jess that i badly wanted to see Mr Tennis leave but was afraid that i would misss him as all lessons finished at 4.30 &amp; i was going to be picked up at 4.00. Decided to call my mum, informing her to pick me up at a later time. Just b4 i walk into the Welfare, Najibah yells from afar,"Sarah, is that you?" Obviously i answered. Instead of calling i run down to her &amp; Mumtaza. She suspected what i was doing of course. But couldn't believe it when i told her thta i had purposely been waiting at the canteen for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she asks me if i would like to sit with her &amp; Mum on the white benches. Told her no. So i proposed that she waited directly outside the Welfare for me to tell me if Mr Tennis came by so that i could go out 7 meet him. Called 3x. No answer. Took only a minute to do. So when i exit i stand for about 5 seconds with Najibah &amp; Mum at the white benches. When i look over i see him coming down. EECK!! I was panicking deep down inside. Quickly i said to Najibah that i was going to run over to the canteen. I ran, literally. Because i thought that if i hadn't he would have walked down the other way, out of sight. Now you see ppl, as soon as i saw him coming down i ran in the opposite direction i.e. the canteen direction, clearly making it obvious that i was running away from him. AAHH! Then as soon as i reach Jess at the canteen, Najibah calls my  name loudly &amp; tells me to go overthere. I went. I was thinking that she had deliberately asked him to wait for me. SHEESH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i get over there, he is standing 100cms in front of me. So to make it not seem obvious that i had gone over there just to see him, i said to Najibah,"Oh...i..have to wait with Jess" Now i am right next to him. Immediately he says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tennis:"She seems so eager to talk to you"&lt;br /&gt;Me:"Yeah she is"&lt;br /&gt;Mr tennis:"Is she your friend?"&lt;br /&gt;Me:"Yes she is. Do you know her Sir?"&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tennis:"No. I was just wondering why she was stompping her feet"&lt;br /&gt;Me:"She's always like that Sir"&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tennis:"Oh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation ended like that. 2 seconds later i arrived at the benches where Jess.  I sat down &amp; he went to his car awfully fast i noticed. What i thought about afterwards ( 2hrs after) was that earlier when he came walking down past the notice board to go to his car, he instead came down to where the white benches were, where Najibah, Mum &amp; i were standing. There is no reason for him to go walking on extra that i can think of only that he wanted to see either 'that girl' again or that girl who very quickly ran out of my way. OOHHH! Either way i am so relieved now that i can just easily well not that easily say 'hi' to him. Next priority now is to offer him a Kiss. EEEHHHHKKKKKCCCCHHH! This has been SO TOTALLY AWESOME!!!This shows you how ecstatic i am &amp; was because i have used the word 'awesome' which i never use. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful.....simply marvelous. Enjoyed today tremendeously. Had great fun with Jess &amp;the M&amp;M's. Now i am exhausted. Must sleep earlier tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye people........Sarah xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-5100416337388112500?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5100416337388112500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=5100416337388112500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/5100416337388112500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/5100416337388112500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/9th-april-2007-best-damn-day-of-my-life.html' title='9th April 2007-The BEST DAMN day of my Life!!'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-9042723708370722928</id><published>2007-04-09T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T18:19:49.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMNIT DAMNIT DAMNIT DAMNIT!!&lt;br /&gt;WEN YOU ARE SUCH A PERV MAN.She literally molested me in the girl's bathroom.Then i like &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;screamed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; really loud.&lt;br /&gt;Then the teacher was like" WHO'S SCREAMING THERE?"&lt;br /&gt;Then we all as in,Sarah,Me,Wen and Su quickly ran into one of the cubicles and hid in there for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Shit it was so damn scary.HAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;Today was real fun.All our subjects teachers didn't come.So all we did was talk and do stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Wen seems a bit overly-hyper today.What a freak =.=&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i was kind of tired so i just laid my head on Wen's table.&lt;br /&gt;Then Sarah and Wen tried to meditate and like &lt;b&gt;shake&lt;/b&gt; their heads like mad.&lt;br /&gt;Saying something like "summondasomething something?"&lt;br /&gt;I MEAN LIKE WTF I actually have to yell "SHUT UP!" for like a million times.&lt;br /&gt;Haha must be the packet of M&amp;m's i gave to Wen just now.&lt;br /&gt;Then Sarah went all HAPPY AND EXCITED because she got to talk to Mr.Tennis.&lt;br /&gt;So much drama man.Can't believe my best friends are actually complete retards when there're hyper.Or what Sarah says "cuckoo?"&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;anyways im gonna go.Need some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;OH and that DUDE is COMPLETELY HOT.&lt;br /&gt;i can melt like super heated plastic dude.&lt;br /&gt;HEH&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-9042723708370722928?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9042723708370722928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=9042723708370722928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/9042723708370722928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/9042723708370722928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/damnit-damnit-damnit-damnit-wen-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-6184478455400923238</id><published>2007-04-08T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:24:25.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgp3xIsta_0/Rhjv8F1YnmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oKO9L8NuyVU/s1600-h/95%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgp3xIsta_0/Rhjv8F1YnmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oKO9L8NuyVU/s320/95%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051050797733289570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgp3xIsta_0/Rhjv8V1YnnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4aeheIeFUfw/s1600-h/x_95%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgp3xIsta_0/Rhjv8V1YnnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4aeheIeFUfw/s320/x_95%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051050802028256882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgp3xIsta_0/Rhjv8V1YnoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vI3-XJz5LDY/s1600-h/S_72%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgp3xIsta_0/Rhjv8V1YnoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vI3-XJz5LDY/s320/S_72%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051050802028256898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgp3xIsta_0/Rhjv8l1YnpI/AAAAAAAAAA0/XgTPxC4kZTk/s1600-h/S_52%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgp3xIsta_0/Rhjv8l1YnpI/AAAAAAAAAA0/XgTPxC4kZTk/s320/S_52%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051050806323224210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          Photograph # 1 &amp; 2: Silvert Aassve, 19 yrs old, Norway&lt;br /&gt;                          Photograph # 3: Lucas Gil, age:unknown, Brazil&lt;br /&gt;                          Photograph # 4: Warren Harvey, age:unknown, 6'7'', England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEXY! HOT! WOA! SUPERHOT! !@#$! YUMMY! HUNK! CALL THE FIREBRIGADE NOW, WE NEED WATER TO COOL OFF THE INTENSITY!&lt;br /&gt;                                           -Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-6184478455400923238?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6184478455400923238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=6184478455400923238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/6184478455400923238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/6184478455400923238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/mr-world.html' title='Mr World'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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/_cgp3xIsta_0/Rhjv8F1YnmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oKO9L8NuyVU/s72-c/95%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642056320749862836.post-7919879663322268156</id><published>2007-04-08T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T20:20:20.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SPLURGE a LOT on chocolates today.&lt;br /&gt;you know what im talking about Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;Thoose choco kisses plus a bit of those m&amp;m's.&lt;br /&gt;YES! a whole week supply of chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;Something to cheer me up anyway.HEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sarah i hope you give those chocolates you bought(provided its not finished yet) to my basketball coach and tightass and mr tennis.Im tired of you &lt;u&gt;saying&lt;/u&gt; it but not actually &lt;b&gt;doing&lt;/b&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALLAA&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;IM  OUTT&lt;br /&gt;jessy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-7919879663322268156?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7919879663322268156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=7919879663322268156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7919879663322268156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7919879663322268156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-splurge-lot-on-chocolates-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-2772025907871791529</id><published>2007-04-08T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:24:25.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April 8th 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgp3xIsta_0/RhhQpl1YnlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KFY0HLiP4g0/s1600-h/x_52%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgp3xIsta_0/RhhQpl1YnlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KFY0HLiP4g0/s320/x_52%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050875657556893266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            This guy is Mr World England 2007. His name is Warren Harvey &amp; he is 6'7''! DAMN HOT!!!! I want him! Enough about guys now.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;             Currently in life, i am gleeful. Seriously. I want to brag for a while about this because before Jan this year, i was not 100% fine. Troubles &amp; problems at home &amp; at school occured, but now there is nothing bothering me. Not trying to imply that i am the only person in the world without difficulties, only that i have all that i need in life. During school hours, i have a blast with my two bestfriends, Jess &amp; Wen ( a.k.a. daughters Baby Cow &amp; MooMoo) aswell as laughing along with some other classmates. Nearly every class, especially English class the teacher talks with us &amp; we enjoy it. My wantings for items such as clothing &amp; jewellery fade away after a while &amp; so it does not concern me. The only thing that perturbs me is Malay class. AAHHH!! The 3  of us, or others walk around the school every now &amp; then &amp; see unexpected things. Like the time we saw a certain teacher fall down. HEHEHEHE. During our outings together, we usually have a magnificent time. The good characteristic about MooMoo, Jess &amp; i suppose myself is that we are magnanimous. As in forgive &amp; forget. Right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Obviously i have an understanding of the matters that run through Jess. Not going to forget about your worries, MooMoo's too. We all help each other out, generously. Because that's what friends are for. Family too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              -Sarah-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-2772025907871791529?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2772025907871791529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=2772025907871791529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/2772025907871791529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/2772025907871791529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/april-8th-2007.html' title='April 8th 2007'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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/_cgp3xIsta_0/RhhQpl1YnlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KFY0HLiP4g0/s72-c/x_52%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642056320749862836.post-1726785034625341144</id><published>2007-04-07T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:24:26.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time to blog. Haven't updated for so long. Brazenly, due to laziness and there aint much to blog too. Nevertheless, for the past few days, it wasn't really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; boring lah. Cos Melvin was the one fetching me from school since mommy is away, and bro always enjoys sleeping in. So yeah. There was someone to bully. HAHAHAHA! I left school earlier today and sent Mel off in the airport. He set off to Singapore already. Beginning today, I'll be living monotonously again with my boring life. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhooz, I'll end this post with some pictures taken in school for the past few days aite. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGsCSI29BX0/Rhe4Xee6hWI/AAAAAAAAABA/Eqbwq5AlGrE/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGsCSI29BX0/Rhe4Xee6hWI/AAAAAAAAABA/Eqbwq5AlGrE/s320/DSC00036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050708220578530658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;04.04.07 - taken while teacher wasn't in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mGsCSI29BX0/Rhe5FOe6hZI/AAAAAAAAABY/_2s8H-_k0i8/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mGsCSI29BX0/Rhe5FOe6hZI/AAAAAAAAABY/_2s8H-_k0i8/s320/DSC00042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050709006557545874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;04.04.07 - a few minutes before 12.30 p.m =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess, note the face in between us. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mGsCSI29BX0/Rhe46Oe6hYI/AAAAAAAAABQ/swQ0QwggMjI/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mGsCSI29BX0/Rhe46Oe6hYI/AAAAAAAAABQ/swQ0QwggMjI/s320/DSC00043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050708817578984834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mamaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mGsCSI29BX0/Rhe4mue6hXI/AAAAAAAAABI/fPpvhfwMkEc/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mGsCSI29BX0/Rhe4mue6hXI/AAAAAAAAABI/fPpvhfwMkEc/s320/DSC00053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050708482571535730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;05.04.07 - this is the result of tedium during Malay lessons in the reading room. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Wenn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-1726785034625341144?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1726785034625341144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=1726785034625341144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/1726785034625341144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/1726785034625341144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/time-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>wenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGsCSI29BX0/Rhe4Xee6hWI/AAAAAAAAABA/Eqbwq5AlGrE/s72-c/DSC00036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642056320749862836.post-806615909486849270</id><published>2007-04-07T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T23:43:41.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April 7th 2007</title><content type='html'>There's something wrong with you, you know. I mean it. The misunderstanding was you Jess thought that i said to meet you up at the cinema when i said that i would meet you outside of Ego. This seems so typical of you. I want you to improve this bad habit:you do not wait for people when they say that they will arrive within 30 minutes. Obviously i will help you with this. Was X-tremely annoyed with the fact that i had to stand around wondering where the hell Jess was for a whole hour. &amp; the whole time Jess was enjoying herself in the cinema. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at school a number of unexpected things happened to me. HEHEHE. I think you already know what i am talking about. Saw eyecandy. AS our P.E. period was finishing (9.00) My LoverBoy passed by from the canteen. Jess, Cherry, Su &amp; myself were sitting on the red benches. I remained seated as they got up to leave. Obviously i looked at him but was trying to hide it by not actually looking at him. He did the exact same thing. HAHAHAHAHAAHAH. Then got up to leave. Took 2.5 paces forward when out of no where i looked back at him. As i did, he did the exact same thing, as if to say,"Hey, that's that girl again" or "h'mmm, there's a girl without her tudong on" or "hey, what was that?" or "who is she?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAH. Either way, i got to see him. The second i turned back in the direction i was going. Cherry looked at me &amp; i covered my eyes with my right hand. I was so .....embarassed? She saw the whole thing &amp; no one else. Teachers who i gave a Hershey's Chocolate Kiss to:Mr Michael, Mr Steven, Mrs Phyllis, Ms Zuliana, Ms Joanna, Mrs Fong, Sir Abu &amp; the Peppermint Candy Lady(Year 4 Math teacher).  Still to give:Form Teacher, Mr Pang, Jess's basketball coach &amp; of course Mr Tennis aka My LoverBoy. Now  i  realise that  i have to just go up to him &amp; face it. AHHH! Cant wait for that now. Plus i will not have go on bragging about it to Jess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess, you did not say that you visited your mother's grave. You must take us one day. Sorry that you cannot watch Mr World Jess. OH MY F****** GOD!!!!! HOT! HOT! HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-806615909486849270?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/806615909486849270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=806615909486849270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/806615909486849270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/806615909486849270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/april-7th-2007.html' title='April 7th 2007'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-4247513631299269558</id><published>2007-04-07T17:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T17:06:48.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi people.&lt;br /&gt;Will just update on what happened last week.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,yeah i went to the graveyard a couple of days ago.&lt;br /&gt;Met Alister,Darryl &amp; Peng.Yes Peng managed to come =)&lt;br /&gt;Visited my mother's grave.Daddy was there too.&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Chua last Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Was okay.Went to Swenson's.Just watching him eat makes me laugh.Cute.&lt;br /&gt;blabla,watched a movie.Then my dad was in the mall,introduced him to Chua.He sent Chua to Hua ho mall cause his driver was kind of busy.&lt;br /&gt;After that had a fight with my best friend Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i got her waiting for like one hour plus in the mall.Some misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;Went home.Tried to call her.Her sister said she doesn't wanna talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;Then suprisingly she called.She said Chua texted her saying it's his fault.Was happy we weren't fighting anymore.THANKS CHUA.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Chua,It's not your fault okay,it's your stupid phone's fault.Stop blaming youself.&lt;br /&gt;Then Chua called.Kind of the last time we talked.Prolly some dilemma happened at home cause he didn't call me after that till now.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if he's okay.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy was a help.He kind of comforted me for a bit yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;School's fine today.Dreadfully hot though.&lt;br /&gt;Today Sarah gave her chocolate kisses to some of the teachers.She's in a very happy mood.Wen went home early.&lt;br /&gt;blablablaba &lt;br /&gt;sorry people if you dont really understand what im writing.Not in a mood.Too lazy to elaborate,so yeah ill just keep it like this for now.&lt;br /&gt;short and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.happy belated birthday Max.&lt;br /&gt;.thanks sarah and wen for being there for me,like ALWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you chua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-4247513631299269558?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4247513631299269558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=4247513631299269558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ULFQueLDO-/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ULFQueLDO-/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love ths song =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-8545290013066477020?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8545290013066477020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=8545290013066477020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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expected it to be. God! I do not want to have to stand in front of the entire class &amp; basically give a speech in a language that i am not comfortable speaking. EECHK! Went into the auditorium for the last hour so that the Principal could explain to us what the Golden Jubilee celebration is all about. I am excited. I want to participate in the walkathon. Could be much fun. Plus we will get to use the camera freely. HAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    During the walkathon, i am not turning up in my tudong at all i swear. It will be folded up on my ironing board at home. HAHAHAHAHA. What a devious plan!! Hopefully i will get to see 2 pieces of eye-candy. HEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Ta ta my fellow companions......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-4205597120448936528?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4205597120448936528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=4205597120448936528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/4205597120448936528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/4205597120448936528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/last-but-not-least.html' title='Last But Not Least'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-7712930709487881994</id><published>2007-03-25T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T00:27:05.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I</title><content type='html'>Saturday 24th, second last day of the 1st term break. Has not gone so well. Jess has problems with Adam, her not being able to contact him freely &amp; vice versa. Plus one cannot forget the deals of life's pursuits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Ditto for myself apparently at this moment in time. Besides being with &amp; or meeting up with friends at some typical venue, the last time i truly felt happy at home was in my dream last night. Honestly i am only free &amp; content in my dreams. No! It is not because of that specific someone but because one can let go of all the troublesome acts, pain &amp; hurt &amp; bloodshed of reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             My dream was that i was traveling either through Manchester, England or Europe with Wayne Rooney. The wonderful sense of euphoria &amp; total bliss filled the air &amp; the 'connection' between us was warm &amp; comforting. Too bad it did not last more than 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             I know that no one is feeling up to it about going back to school &amp; to be honest i am only excited about going back to school because i cannot stand/bear my home life. After some thinking, deep thinking have i come to my senses that that is the real reason why i want to be back at school along with the fact that i enjoy being in the presence of my fellow classmates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             MooMoo, how are you doing? I suppose the same:estatic over the new handphone, irritated by the smallest things (as usual) &amp; detesting some of the subjects &amp; teachers at school. &amp; I know that we all have problems, that is why i am writing mine here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 I JUST WANNA LIVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-7712930709487881994?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7712930709487881994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=7712930709487881994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7712930709487881994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7712930709487881994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/i.html' title='I'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-240425750112807680</id><published>2007-03-24T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T18:35:17.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi there.&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite a while since i blogged.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly because.&lt;br /&gt;No1.During the holidays, i stay at my grandma's place.No e-speed.SO i got to use the freaking slow netcard.&lt;br /&gt;No2.Using netcard means phone line busy.&lt;br /&gt;And i don;t want the phone line to be busy in case Adam a.k.a Chua calls.But it's been fine anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Highlight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; of the day.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the dentist. Luckily Dr.Grace was in a pretty good mood.Cause i didn't brush my teeth properly before i went to see her,if she wasn't in a good mood,I'll definitely get bombarded by her crazily. She said my teeth kind of improved for a bit. So that's good news.&lt;br /&gt;The bad thing is, my teeth hurts like hell now. Stupid tightening. I keep feeling the pressure everytime i bite my food.Oh and the colour is &lt;i&gt;green&lt;/i&gt; now.Heh my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that i'm really happy cause Chua has been calling like everyday for like almost a week already.Eventhough his phone got confiscated and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But i really do pity him cause he always have to sneak around to call me.&lt;br /&gt;Can't blame him.His parents are pretty what can i say..erm &lt;u&gt;strict&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And i always got to worry everytime he says "hold on" on the phone.Cause;&lt;br /&gt;No1.He has to hang up and i have absolutely no idea when or how he's gonna call the next time.&lt;br /&gt;No2.I'm afraid his parents might find out he's on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;No3.I REALLY don't want him to get bombarded.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs oh well.But i'm okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's going to start soon.And i'm not excited about it like how Sarah is.&lt;br /&gt;Back to more homework and basketball and less time on the phone with Chua =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im out.&lt;br /&gt;-jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-240425750112807680?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/240425750112807680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=240425750112807680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/240425750112807680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/240425750112807680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/hi-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-7682228724729873827</id><published>2007-03-23T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:04:17.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AAHH!</title><content type='html'>Jess i am so sorry 'bout not calling you today (Fri 23/3) at 6 o'clock! Went out at half past four &amp; came back home pretty late, nearing 10. SORRY! =( Did some purchasing of the necessitites in everyday life. HEHHEH. Guess what i bought! A tennid racket. HEHEHEHE. I am so glad that we both have agreed on me staying back with you after school to watch you play basketball (after all i have never seen you play a game of it) &amp; you coming with me when i have tennis. This is going to be so much fun!Will this be Wen's reaction to all this, "Oh you two, Jess has to help Mama with her LoverBoy to the extent of Jess going to tennis with her &amp; Mama has to stay with Jess during basketball just to look at more eyecandy"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEHEH. But i know that MooMoo will not bother with any sports related activities as she is too quote 'lazy'. Bought new black trainers for school. They make my feet look small. Now i tell you people, whenever i find shoes that fit me i am just estatic!!!!!=D for 2 reasons. Number 1 is because here in Brunei, the shoe size (for women that is) only goes up to 8 or 9 &amp; 39 or 40. Reason number 2 is because i LOVE SHOES. They make up for 90 % of one's outfit i believe. HEHEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot wait for school this Monday!! I just miss being in the company of my two daughters/best friends + you know who. HEHEHHE =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-7682228724729873827?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7682228724729873827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=7682228724729873827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7682228724729873827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7682228724729873827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/aahh.html' title='AAHH!'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-1746427123407298071</id><published>2007-03-21T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T15:07:57.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Limbo...</title><content type='html'>Just noticed that i posted the exact same thing twice. Hahahahahahah =) Silly me. Reminds me of that time Jess said to me, "maybe you put the battery in the wrong way"(her MP3 Player). Obviously i defended my intelligence by saying, " i may not know much 'bout the latest MP3 Players, but i certainly know how to put a battery in the correct way". Turns out i didn't put it in properly! AHAHAHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn! Wen is already going to the Empire, Jess proclaims she is off to KB this Saturday &amp; I am just laying around...waiting to go out......=( Jess i don't care anymore, just bring Adam along to the Empire...somehow. I mainly want to get a tan which is perfect for you because you can focus all your attention onto Adam. Just as long as you two don't go wondering off somewhere else, therefore leaving me in total abandonement..hehehe...okay?&lt;br /&gt;P.S.I didn't mean to add all those short sentences on the tag box thing. I 4got that by pushing down on enter it would automatically post it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                          Still in limbo.... Sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-1746427123407298071?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1746427123407298071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=1746427123407298071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/1746427123407298071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/1746427123407298071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-limbo.html' title='In Limbo...'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-1624955411881526307</id><published>2007-03-20T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T17:42:28.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holiday</title><content type='html'>The term break is here. So far things have not been going so well, neither productive or fun in fact. I want to go out....again &amp; again &amp; again. Damn It! Empire anyone??? Jess, you said that you could probably go somewhere this week. But what about you Wen? U'mmmmm.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us try to make going to the Empire happen again, within the week people. I want to go because we had so much fun last time....plus i want to get a tan! I am staring to look pale &amp; can see my t-shirt line on my arms &amp; above it i am not looking so brown. Seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?????......xoxox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-1624955411881526307?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1624955411881526307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=1624955411881526307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/1624955411881526307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/1624955411881526307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/holiday_20.html' title='The Holiday'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-6455042397613142534</id><published>2007-03-20T05:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T05:23:35.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*ucking hell, i can't sleep.Sighs i purposely slept early the day before so i wouldn't have to think so much about him.Why does his parents have to take his phone away from him? Furthermore his computer,great i can't chat with him or talk to him either.And all he could do is just call me which is always have to be done in secret and stuff.This sucks.Damnit i woke up at 3am and i can't go back to sleep.So here i am blogging.And crap i was so looking forward to tuition so i could pass something to him by passing it to Joel.If you peeps get what i mean.Then when i arrived at my tutor's place,there was a blackout like EVERYWHERE.Sh*t.SO i guess the only time i could pass it to him is like next week or something.And his school holidays is gonna start soon,so it'll be like what?...2 weeks or so? till he gets it?.Arrgh *ucking hell.Just when everything's going perfectly the way i wanted it to be... &gt;:|&lt;br /&gt;Everything when crap.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well~&lt;br /&gt;I guess life's just like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yea i &lt;b&gt;owe&lt;/b&gt; you an i love you too. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thanks Wen for not killing me.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Sarah thanks for being happy for me.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'ma try go back to sleep now,if i can that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxooxoxox jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-6455042397613142534?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6455042397613142534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=6455042397613142534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/6455042397613142534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/6455042397613142534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/ucking-hell-i-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-4228183790375048011</id><published>2007-03-18T14:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T15:47:52.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;hey there&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i went out with my best friends Sarah,Wen &amp; Anna.And a new friend we made Miao.Hehe.Miao looked exceptionally &lt;b&gt;cute&lt;/b&gt; in her outfit.Sarah called her "cherry" cause she wore mostly red.Haha.Anyways *ucking hell i hate my new haircut, eventhough Wen said i looked more cuter like this and Sarah said it looks good except for the tiny place i got to trim a bit.GRRR! i'ma buy a whole bunch oh hairbands and clips to cover up my ever so fugly fringe.Haha whatever it'll grow anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that i wasted a whole load of money in the arcade,etc etc.I guess i have to save up again.Sighs.Hmm...besides that i felt a bit moody for a bit.Then i really pity Sarah cause of the whole dilemma with her Mum and sis.I know how it feels Sarah.On the other hand, i admitted to Wen that i felt a tiny bit jealous because of something.I think it's better if i don't mention it here.Anyway i'm glad i told her cause we got more closer than before when she explains to me her stories and stuff.=) &lt;br /&gt;And i got really close to a boy this couple of days.I'm glad i have &lt;b&gt;someone&lt;/b&gt; who cares a whole lot about me and also someone to tell about the whole Jeremy episode.I don't really care about Jem now as i got someone to replace him;and guess what Jeremy i am &lt;u&gt;SOOO&lt;/u&gt; over you now.Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/boocoowoo/IMG_1040.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah,Me.Anna.Shit i'm such a poser =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s sorry my lengs,i dont wanna post our photos cause i dont really like.=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I think i'm falling all over you&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jessy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-4228183790375048011?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4228183790375048011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=4228183790375048011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/4228183790375048011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/4228183790375048011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-there-yesterday-i-went-out-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-5367744232244572127</id><published>2007-03-18T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:24:27.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our outing yesterday din't go perfectly according to plan. It was sorta crappy indeed. Maybe because I was in a pretty ornery mood yesterday. And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt; Mama. You should know what that's for. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time meeting Anna and she's really cute in a way. ^^ And yes, Jess went to Alan saloon to have her hair cut and it was outrageously over-priced.  Jess does look cuter with her new haircut though. So I guess it's worth for her =P Rightttt, Miao looked so cute in that alluring red shorts and her big cross necky. I want them!! So cute lahhhhh! Bumped into some friends of mine in the arcade. Before heading home, we went to our usual place to take picture. HAHA. And there they are. ^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mGsCSI29BX0/RfzdGvXecaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oiDf2oZ2kJM/s1600-h/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mGsCSI29BX0/RfzdGvXecaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oiDf2oZ2kJM/s320/DSC00061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043148790611997090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mama, Babycow, Moomoo. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mGsCSI29BX0/Rfzc7_XecZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/vyOhAJuhaiU/s1600-h/DSC00057small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mGsCSI29BX0/Rfzc7_XecZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/vyOhAJuhaiU/s320/DSC00057small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043148605928403346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miao a.k.a Cherry &amp; Wenn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaox for now. I'm lazy to type more. Lol. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wenn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-5367744232244572127?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5367744232244572127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=5367744232244572127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/5367744232244572127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/5367744232244572127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/our-outing-yesterday-dint-go-perfectly.html' title=''/><author><name>wenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mGsCSI29BX0/RfzdGvXecaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oiDf2oZ2kJM/s72-c/DSC00061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642056320749862836.post-7143841507907670754</id><published>2007-03-17T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T22:34:50.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>URGH!</title><content type='html'>Our day out has finally come, that is 2day people &amp; it turn'd out to be HELL! 4 me. Not the part i spent with the three of you, oh wait four, Anna, but what came after that. I loved what Cherry was wearing. Ironic as she was an exact replica of a cherry. Heheheheh. Very cute =) Wen said that i should have gone up on stage at the Kristal FM Talentime Competition &amp; yelled, " Durian Head, where are you?!" Hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;Anna was a blast. She sure is AnnaBanana..hehehehe....Jess cut that ridiculosly over-priced unfinished  fringe hair-cut of yours off. Just that tiny 1 cm of hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jess went home at 5.18, i had to wait until 7.30 before being picked up!!! B**** F****** S*** two-timing woman (not you Jess). H'mmm........At 6.30, a hotel security officer came over to me &amp; tried to hit on me. He asked what i was doing, what my name was, where i was from, where i lived, what my # was. It was not in a creepy way but still very uncomfortable. Immediately i asked to use his phone to contact my mum's cell &amp; then my house. Afterwards i thanked him &amp; told him that i had to go. I just hid between the pillars a little further down. Sheesh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 2 hours that i waited, i saw a bit of eyecandy. Heheheh. No not , My LoverBoy but two guys who walked out of the main entrance wearing blue t-shirts that said 'Mall maintenance staff'. They both were drop dead gorgeous. Both noticed me, but only the one with a huge tattoo on his back that was visible all the way up to his neck line gave me a smile. Hehehe. One could tell that he works out regulary, as his back &amp; body just looked so sexy. A lot of masculinity in  him. 10 minutes later they passed me again as they were walking back from pasar Gadong &amp; when i looked up at the tattoo guy(i was on my phone at the time) we both gave each other a 5 second smile. To see what i mean, just imagine the best looking dude that you have ever come  across but nothing happened between you &amp; him. When the tattoo guy walked past, i was screaming inside 'OH GOD YOU ARE SO HOT. I WANT YOUR #. COME &lt;br /&gt;OVER TO ME'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp; i just thought i should let you both know the stauts of Spikey Hair'd Guy. Up close, he is just average looking but 4rm a distant he is the best thing that happened to me. HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAH!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Sarah...xoxoxox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-7143841507907670754?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7143841507907670754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=7143841507907670754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7143841507907670754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7143841507907670754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/urgh.html' title='URGH!'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-267530790978299737</id><published>2007-03-16T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:24:27.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wen's fourth  post. =]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woohoo!~ Holidaysss~~~ Yesterday was the last day of school for this term and we did not actually have fun as thought. Our school had this prize-giving ceremony for the previous Form3 &amp; 5 students in the auditorium. So stupid it only commenced after an hour plus of waiting. They're never punctual. On top of that, I did not speak much to Mama because she had to sit separately from us. Then when we went back to class, she wandered off a couple of times unbeknown to us. And Jess &amp;amp; I were like,"Eh?! Where's Mama?" Lol &gt;.&lt; Anyhooz, we managed to snap some photos after that. Below is one of them. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mGsCSI29BX0/RfqekfXecXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/uWtszBIIp7k/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mGsCSI29BX0/RfqekfXecXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/uWtszBIIp7k/s320/DSC00108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042517082527134066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the friends I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for the OST of My Girl few days back and yeah.. finally found them last night! Even though I don't understand what they mean, but the musics seem to have a dolorous feel. I just love 'em! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, nothing special happened. Mommy made sushi and haru-maki. Delicious but fattening. Haha, ok, I won't be complaining 'bout my weight anymore otherwise some 'people' are going to kill me. HAHA (y'all know who you are. =P) Went to tuition in the afternoon and now, here I am, blogging! =P I'ma end it here. Gonna play some games and wait for Jess to call =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wenn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-267530790978299737?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/267530790978299737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=267530790978299737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/267530790978299737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/267530790978299737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/wens-fourth-post_16.html' title='Wen&apos;s fourth  post. =]'/><author><name>wenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mGsCSI29BX0/RfqekfXecXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/uWtszBIIp7k/s72-c/DSC00108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642056320749862836.post-3453227629709522239</id><published>2007-03-16T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T14:55:54.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of term</title><content type='html'>Well yesterday (15 March) was the last day of the 1st term. 3 months has just flown by in a week it seems...We kept sayin' how we should make the last day a remerable one but somehow it turn'd out to be a crap one. From my point of view, the 3 of us did not have a brilliant happy day, it was below average even.....Alright instead of just whining &amp; complainin', i'll just say my highlights of day: the afternoon &amp; in the auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, all the French STPRI students got on a coach &amp; went to Maktab Science to celebrate Francaphonie (i think that's how it's spelt) Day. I did not enjoy the trip there &amp; back again because i was surroun'd by Year 1s, 2s &amp; 3s (immature babies). However though i did meet some new Year 3s who were not as child-like as the rest...thank God! =/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the prize giving ceremony, I had to sit at the very front of the auditorium (3rd row) as I had to go up &amp; retreive the award. The whole time I sat there, I had a blast, laughin' &amp; talkin' to an old friend &amp; a few new ones....Well that was my day..how 'bout you two....this is Sarah signing out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-3453227629709522239?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3453227629709522239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=3453227629709522239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3453227629709522239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3453227629709522239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/last-day-of-term.html' title='Last day of term'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-3398044298980997183</id><published>2007-03-15T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T21:59:05.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing much happen,i just wanna slap some bitch face,cause recently she has been giving me those freaking stares and shit.Grr.&lt;br /&gt;anyways whatever.The holidays have just started!&lt;br /&gt;and my plans are;&lt;br /&gt;1.Get hair cut at Aerick's.&lt;br /&gt;2.Sleepover at Peng's house.&lt;br /&gt;3.Study a bit of Science.&lt;br /&gt;4.Go shopping with friends.&lt;br /&gt;5.Watch some more movies.&lt;br /&gt;6.Find Max his birthday present.Heh&lt;br /&gt;7.Fatten myself up.&lt;br /&gt;8.Sleep adequately&lt;br /&gt;9.Catch up with my old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.&lt;br /&gt;Bye sluts =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-3398044298980997183?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3398044298980997183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=3398044298980997183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3398044298980997183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3398044298980997183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/nothing-much-happeni-just-wanna-slap.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-3360583581185273884</id><published>2007-03-13T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T21:12:57.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wen's third post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing particular excited me today so yeah.. nothing to talk 'bout. I'm flaked out from the 4 hours of tuition. So I'ma head off to bed now. My warm, cosy bed is waiting for me. Hahahaa~ G'night people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wenn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-3360583581185273884?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3360583581185273884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=3360583581185273884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3360583581185273884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3360583581185273884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/wens-third-post.html' title='Wen&apos;s third post.'/><author><name>wenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642056320749862836.post-332032328435896888</id><published>2007-03-12T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T22:44:10.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today has been dreadfully hotter than usual.Sarah,today has been showing good spirits,probably because she stole a glimpse of her eyecandy?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha,besides that we got back our Literature papers today.And i passed! &lt;br /&gt;I least expected it,but whatever.And like Wen,I'm also feeling depressed because of the marks i got for English.It was i can say,very pathetic and poor.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,i slept at 3am yesterday.Was chatting with Max and doing our blog.&lt;br /&gt;Yes people,another blog.Sessy &amp; Pantse's blog.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I might be deleting my own personal blog.MAYBE.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's going to be quite troublesome to have three blogs at once.&lt;br /&gt;But we'll see,I'll just go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;And YES! the holidays are coming up.Just wait for another...three more days?&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait,especially to get my haircut.&lt;br /&gt;Wen,Sarah and maybe Anna are going to go to the hairdresser's with me sometime this week,Probably will go to Aerick.Wen said that he's good so i might as well go there and try my luck.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later~&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxox jessy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-332032328435896888?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/332032328435896888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=332032328435896888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/332032328435896888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/332032328435896888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-has-been-dreadfully-hotter-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-1820970273738028798</id><published>2007-03-12T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T18:42:44.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As usual, the lessons in school this morning were so boring that before long I completely lost concentration. Not only that but also due to the oven-like weather. Ugh~ And Mama claimed that it was brilliant just because she could peek on her 'eyecandy'! Right, Mama?! =PPPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back some of my test papers and they weren't really good. But I'm kinda satisfied with what I scored for Economics even though I still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;failed&lt;/span&gt; because that's the highest I ever got -.-" I hope my teacher didn't get too depressed about it because he tried to exhort me to study study study and focus on this and that but to no avail. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Holidays are inching closer! - more outings, less studies. HAHA! Lately, I'm addicted to this Korean drama; My Girl. It's been out for so long and I'm only watching it now. Hehe ^^" Lee Jun Ki is so adorable! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till here, I'm getting lazy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wenn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-1820970273738028798?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1820970273738028798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=1820970273738028798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/1820970273738028798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/1820970273738028798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/as-usual-lessons-in-school-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>wenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642056320749862836.post-7476025303539162949</id><published>2007-03-12T17:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T17:58:34.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was an exceptionally brilliant day 2day at school!!!! Firstly, I got to have some of MooMoo's soft but delicious homemade cookies, secondly i was able to sneak myself at some gorgeous eyecandy &amp; thirdly i have come to my senses, realising that there is more to life than just obsessing over the most minute of detail. For this i have to thank Jessica &amp; Wen. Jessica: she showed me how to have fun with friends who really mean it &amp; take good care of them &amp; Wen: for making me see how much fun it is to just let loose as in wearing what the damn hell i feel like. Heheheh =D. WOW!!! I feel like i am on Cloud 9 &amp; NEVER EVER want to leave it......but at some point everyone fades away 4rm that &amp; into the unknown shadows of life &amp; death.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-7476025303539162949?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7476025303539162949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=7476025303539162949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7476025303539162949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/7476025303539162949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/was-exceptionally-brilliant-day-2day-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-4643567925667509495</id><published>2007-03-11T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T00:56:47.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI</title><content type='html'>I thougth that it would be a good idea to inform the two of you about my emails. If ever one of you wants to send me an email, send it to 'passion.....'-Yahoo! Never send it to my HOTMAIL ones as i never bother to check them. &amp; do not give me that bull**** on 'Never say never' This is not a sign of anger, just thought  it would go well with what i am saying. Heheheehe. Golly! How am in still up now at this ungodly hour? By the way Jess, my eyes have been focused on the computer screen for four hours now. Must discipline myself! =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-4643567925667509495?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4643567925667509495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=4643567925667509495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/4643567925667509495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/4643567925667509495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-8047048689005220830</id><published>2007-03-10T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T22:20:43.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MARCH 10TH 2007</title><content type='html'>2day was an enjoyable day. Nothing serious happen'd, as in none of us got told off or were yell'd at. Not that that usually happens. A few of the girls &amp; I took photos that show how happy we all are 2gther. Cannot wait 2 see them. 2day was also the 1st day of having normal lessons in our new seatin' arrangements. To be honest it is much better 4 Jess &amp; I as we can focus more &amp; chat less during the lessons. Hehehehe...oh yea the karate guy who comes 2 STPRI on Sat.s looks like a model. He is so gorgeous &amp; rugg'd. This is Sarah signin' out..chow =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-8047048689005220830?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8047048689005220830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=8047048689005220830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/8047048689005220830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/8047048689005220830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/march-10th-2007.html' title='MARCH 10TH 2007'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-3057415971174921964</id><published>2007-03-09T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T21:55:30.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No probelm Werny =)&lt;br /&gt;And yes mama,a &lt;b&gt;dedication&lt;/b&gt; for us three.&lt;br /&gt;Today,i got &lt;i&gt;bombarded&lt;/i&gt; by my math tutor.&lt;br /&gt;I mean i didn't even expect it from her to shout at me.God it was so scary.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,nothing much happened today just one of my friends at tuition was sick.&lt;br /&gt;Aww,i really do pity him,keep blowing his nose and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And i was &lt;b&gt;REALLY&lt;/b&gt; surprised that i passed my Math exam.I thought i was gonna fail.Heh my first time passing.Woots =D&lt;br /&gt;I might change the day of my get-together next Thursday to some other day.Cause;&lt;br /&gt;No1.Anna couldn't come,she has music lessons.&lt;br /&gt;No2.Wen has tuition.&lt;br /&gt;So prolly I'll change it to next Saturday,will keep you guys informed anyway.&lt;br /&gt;And i managed to chat with Melissa after a long time.I really miss her a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,she was asking me to go back to Ah Poh's tuition,so that we could talk and walk to CHMS and take loads of pictures together.I hope my aunty says yes.&lt;br /&gt;If she does,Mel&amp;I are gonna be gay and wear the same shorts.Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the teachers will be in a good mood tomorrow.As it is the day we get back our results of the exams.I can't wait.Yeah can't wait to see my red marks.-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later~&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxo jessy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-3057415971174921964?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3057415971174921964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=3057415971174921964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3057415971174921964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3057415971174921964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-probelm-werny-and-yes-mamaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-3137006147191919760</id><published>2007-03-09T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T21:44:29.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wen's first blog.</title><content type='html'>After hours of hurly-burly, our blog's finally done. I did the layout and Jess helped for a little, while Mama uttered her admiration for it. Thanks for Jess lesson's about the photobucket and cbox thingyyyy. =P I wont be blogging about my shits for now as this is my first post and I dont know what to talk about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go for now? LOL. I'm speechless. Will be blogging tomorrow if I'm not lazy. Ciaos for now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wenn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642056320749862836-3137006147191919760?l=dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3137006147191919760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3642056320749862836&amp;postID=3137006147191919760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3137006147191919760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642056320749862836/posts/default/3137006147191919760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dude-whereismyblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/wens-first-blog.html' title='Wen&apos;s first blog.'/><author><name>Jessy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195263697066037264</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-3642056320749862836.post-359813451978311340</id><published>2007-03-09T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T17:38:59.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>US!!!!</title><content type='html'>Even though there are bilions 'round the world with blogs &amp; what not that are special to them, it does not mean that we are like them. The 3 of us are completely different, which is why we decided, correction Wen or Jess decided to create one. No, Wen suggest'd havin' a book, but this is much better as we can keep in contact even when one of us is half way across the world =D, aside from the fact that people can now communicate using Live Messenger. So let this site be dedicated to us three: Jessica/Baby Cow/Doll/Babe/Daughter # 1 (i was almost going to wrote Doughnut), Wen/MooMoo/Daughter #2 &amp; myself Sarah/Mama Cow/ Mrs.Bike!! hahahahahah. Hope this blessed friendship lasts even when our souls meet each other. 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