<?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-8039567285975404319</id><updated>2012-01-26T11:36:16.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>G's backkkkk!!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-2322507639675020730</id><published>2009-01-21T08:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:59:36.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXZyOdaYDOI/AAAAAAAAA3k/CmunPNphKLA/s1600-h/nicole-richie-pregnant-0a4aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293544004759588066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXZyOdaYDOI/AAAAAAAAA3k/CmunPNphKLA/s320/nicole-richie-pregnant-0a4aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXZyOBFh77I/AAAAAAAAA3c/wuX5BqX4afc/s1600-h/nicole-richie-mom-out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293543997155962802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXZyOBFh77I/AAAAAAAAA3c/wuX5BqX4afc/s320/nicole-richie-mom-out.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXZyN13S9aI/AAAAAAAAA3M/6-UEWgK4upw/s1600-h/nicole_richie_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293543994143471010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXZyN13S9aI/AAAAAAAAA3M/6-UEWgK4upw/s320/nicole_richie_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXZyN87K4lI/AAAAAAAAA3E/_ZtvH4BTNuE/s1600-h/nicole_richie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293543996038767186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXZyN87K4lI/AAAAAAAAA3E/_ZtvH4BTNuE/s320/nicole_richie1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Nicole Richie is hot. Anyone, everyone's thin slim r hawt!&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/8039567285975404319-2322507639675020730?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/2322507639675020730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=2322507639675020730&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2322507639675020730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2322507639675020730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-think-nicole-richie-is-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXZyOdaYDOI/AAAAAAAAA3k/CmunPNphKLA/s72-c/nicole-richie-pregnant-0a4aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-4975883532572860726</id><published>2009-01-20T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T15:11:17.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If only we are in primary level and we could dress up like a nice on cny celebration in school. I remember those days, like a fun. Jane's school is awarding for best dress. Fun fxxkkkkk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-4975883532572860726?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/4975883532572860726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=4975883532572860726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4975883532572860726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4975883532572860726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-only-we-are-in-primary-level-and-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-9057922518753497258</id><published>2009-01-19T09:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:29:08.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXPerIq4sRI/AAAAAAAAA2M/ToV12IxGRO0/s1600-h/n603396232_2376184_1711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXPerIq4sRI/AAAAAAAAA2M/ToV12IxGRO0/s320/n603396232_2376184_1711.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292818819733565714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXPerE2N_oI/AAAAAAAAA2E/nu76P6YV6p4/s1600-h/n603396232_2376179_389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXPerE2N_oI/AAAAAAAAA2E/nu76P6YV6p4/s320/n603396232_2376179_389.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292818818707357314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXPeq66uzOI/AAAAAAAAA18/ngKNn10JE_U/s1600-h/n603396232_2376177_9895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXPeq66uzOI/AAAAAAAAA18/ngKNn10JE_U/s320/n603396232_2376177_9895.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292818816041929954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXPeqldaWPI/AAAAAAAAA10/VEpuhfbkrC0/s1600-h/n603396232_2376172_8637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXPeqldaWPI/AAAAAAAAA10/VEpuhfbkrC0/s320/n603396232_2376172_8637.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292818810281810162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXPeqail5tI/AAAAAAAAA1s/m3IrjMuBCoA/s1600-h/n603396232_2376168_7546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXPeqail5tI/AAAAAAAAA1s/m3IrjMuBCoA/s320/n603396232_2376168_7546.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292818807350748882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stupid me, I dint carry my purse with me, my phone's not callable to the world, n I got lock outside my own house on a Friday. Last Friday. Not friday 13th though. Last friday's fun with my mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyhow, I managed to catch Maid in Manhattan @ the door steps. I think the child in show's charmingboy. And I want to be a hotel maid too! Ha! Ha! Ha! The laptop decided to shut on me before I could complete. I went to the bus-stop to wait for the rest to be back. Actually, I could sense something about mom and vic. I think vic got sick of mom but I kept mum. Better like this. I just SHAddup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I haven't seen L for dayssssssssss. Do you believe, lame. N missed S and M, thinking of C at moments, I always read news of K through her journal whenever I thought of her. Hello girls, please know I miss Yawwww. Oh n, my bestie should be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a party with B's family on a Satuday, two days ago. B's sister's 21st. SO, it was purple theme, but half of the guest did not wear in purple. It was challenging to dig out purple in the wardrobe. I pulled over a purple long sleeve blouse and covered part of it with vest. I was a terrible sweetheart of the boy because I kept picking fights like a thrice. That's really terrible. I think I'm a mad woman n wonder many times in my world why the HELL would he fall for such. You are stupid, yea I think he is. Ha Ha Ha.&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/8039567285975404319-9057922518753497258?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/9057922518753497258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=9057922518753497258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/9057922518753497258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/9057922518753497258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2009/01/stupid-me-i-dint-carry-my-purse-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SXPerIq4sRI/AAAAAAAAA2M/ToV12IxGRO0/s72-c/n603396232_2376184_1711.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-44616774562467759</id><published>2009-01-16T19:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:57:54.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I a m l a m e</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because, there was no pizza... next week! (Laughs)&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/8039567285975404319-44616774562467759?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/44616774562467759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=44616774562467759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/44616774562467759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/44616774562467759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-m-l-m-e.html' title='I a m l a m e'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-5410664258418671493</id><published>2009-01-16T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T01:43:13.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a friend, my friend is funny. Because he has a fren, "my_fren_is_dyne".&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, my_fren_is_dyne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suxk ballxx, gonna be up in 5hours or so. I think there will be pizza tml, so I am going for OS class which suxk ballxx. I never like OS, just look at my attendance man, I wish I betcha don't fail. If there's no pizza, I will be depressed. HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;who cares of pizza, no I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey fella-s, go check out on LTSG n, join OHBLONDE!'s mailing list if you have not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B's been sweet, luv weu.&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/8039567285975404319-5410664258418671493?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/5410664258418671493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=5410664258418671493&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5410664258418671493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5410664258418671493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-friend-my-friend-is-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-8193776727107468898</id><published>2009-01-14T14:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:38:49.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This was on 12 Jan'09: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SW2YEi3Ev6I/AAAAAAAAA1E/IxO6ytRDvXU/s1600-h/12012009%28011%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SW2YEi3Ev6I/AAAAAAAAA1E/IxO6ytRDvXU/s320/12012009%28011%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291052341074902946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SW2YEY-qAgI/AAAAAAAAA08/xjtgPXpWd88/s1600-h/12012009%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SW2YEY-qAgI/AAAAAAAAA08/xjtgPXpWd88/s320/12012009%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291052338422350338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SW2YEYqtUEI/AAAAAAAAA00/6lFCI28ihKc/s1600-h/12012009%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SW2YEYqtUEI/AAAAAAAAA00/6lFCI28ihKc/s320/12012009%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291052338338680898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SW2YERThnHI/AAAAAAAAA0s/_XYI5wz3cSY/s1600-h/12012009%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SW2YERThnHI/AAAAAAAAA0s/_XYI5wz3cSY/s320/12012009%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291052336362396786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally had Mcs after so much of home-cooked food which's still the best I reckon. I think home-cooked food's more fattening, because there's variety to grab from the dining table- eat as much as you can kinda thing. But well, I have a mother. My mother loves to cook for us. So Mcs it was thereafter was hit the screen with balls game. We cheated. like how the previous players did. Earned enough of tickets, exchange for the old school sweet. The diamond ring, ring a bell? Enough says of the dinner night with Merlyn and Sharlene baby. I had the most among these past weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Funny it is, the limited yellow box to smoke at. ftw.&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/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SW2YEubCn2I/AAAAAAAAA1M/1SSU2kXpKvQ/s1600-h/12012009%28012%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SW2YEubCn2I/AAAAAAAAA1M/1SSU2kXpKvQ/s320/12012009%28012%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291052344178548578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh n! Dan Humphrey ugh I mean Penn Badgey actually showing up at John Tucker Must Die. Awfully bored, so watching it for the second time n found that out! Random stuff here but new finds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with esp. 15 I think I will have happy time waiting for the next one. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SW34XR-5BaI/AAAAAAAAA1c/zJjQ9LKEukc/s1600-h/12012009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SW34XR-5BaI/AAAAAAAAA1c/zJjQ9LKEukc/s320/12012009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291158216078067106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks S baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SW34XnXoSRI/AAAAAAAAA1k/E8_ISw11700/s1600-h/10012009%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SW34XnXoSRI/AAAAAAAAA1k/E8_ISw11700/s320/10012009%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291158221818972434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss weu, Teddy! Chant~ callmecallmecallmecallme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-8193776727107468898?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/8193776727107468898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=8193776727107468898&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/8193776727107468898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/8193776727107468898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-was-on-12-jan09-i-finally-had-mcs.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SW2YEi3Ev6I/AAAAAAAAA1E/IxO6ytRDvXU/s72-c/12012009%28011%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-2308702197214700954</id><published>2009-01-09T23:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:29:40.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I wasn't a good student, I want to have a job badly know? I think I have been using Mom's bucks, sister's bucks like a kid. I think I have been lazing around enough, time to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is fun during dinner, the adults aint home so left the five kids, we finished up dinner with games. Josie is physic, she's knows the game well, she knows when to showed up the black or white for hands, so it ended up that anyone sat beside her had to eat the leftovers. Vic was funny, I was funny to decide the direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, B is going to bring me to ECP, Carl's Junior, I'd feel like a kid. I like that place since the last time I went with Josie, Saw and Little J, we ate CJ and stroll at the park, sat at the stool and table, took photos of shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told B that I want to go there again, with him as I like my boyfriend and I was crawling beside him asking for hugs during our nap all the time, I'd think he's annoyed. He was one funny one, he talked while he was sleeping which made no sense! I like him so much! but not now, he's not calling at all when my cellphone is with him know? Now, I am so bored I would want to see him. I can't wait for the outing with him tomorrow.  And I have to remind myself here, meeting up with dearest S and M on Monday okay I will remember that for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been exchanging mails with special someone, okay not any mysterious person, but L actually. It's so nice to always hear from her through gmail. I will reply her tomorrow. These days, no photos at all, boring I feel like putting more make ups for my eyes, but they are always full of water, make ups will smudge know? I will try one more time tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happening at Australia, a woman was funny, she set fire to husband's genital who was dead later. Whoa, that's because of cheating behind her back, whoa, the woman is power, she hated his dick, it must be. Oh and go check out on star, Zhang Ziyi and her beach sizzles. I think that was cool actually but not the part when his boyfriend smelt her butt or whatever he was trying to do to her butt. That was really crazy idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept calling B but I am soon making friends with the operator who says The M1 customer you are calling is not responding, please try again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, last to be on bed. Got to go! And B, I'd miss your cuddle!&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/8039567285975404319-2308702197214700954?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/2308702197214700954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=2308702197214700954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2308702197214700954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2308702197214700954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-i-wasnt-good-student-i-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-6412489833285243032</id><published>2009-01-07T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T23:19:28.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have been really forgetful these days, averting meet ups and dates. Terrible. It marks one of the special day for couples, thanks for being there for me for the past year, luv you 'good boy', xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good boy sounds cute when he said it himself that he's one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life been living by itself, but ... things are pretty different now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-6412489833285243032?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/6412489833285243032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=6412489833285243032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/6412489833285243032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/6412489833285243032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-year.html' title='One Year'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-632668536113748546</id><published>2009-01-05T13:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T10:27:24.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As far as I know, tick tock tick tock, time don't wait and so don't waste them. It's fair enough to past 2009? Incredibly fast, you find it hard to breathe through when time rushed by 2008 like a wave overwhelming the calm sea. I am soon 19. I felt like a small kid at times. I still need to grow. I still need learn to live life by itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the loverboy, we walked through 2008, ups and downs. I cannot believe we managed to crawl these paths, not believing that despite all the downs, I can still adore him. It's rather weird every each time I sees this relationship, it's of the worst but the couple hangs there. Like a potrait you can start imaging, a couple holding hands with turned head to the left and right respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I decided to make changes as much as I could and I would. I want the couple to hold their hands, her head on his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew something stuck in my head stopping me back then, it's time to face that he's the top of everything. I was running away from this fact. I have ever been so unfair to a person and that'd be him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Baby thanks for being by my side throughout the year! I forgot to add this to u on new year eve."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Lols. You'd forgotten. That's it. Haha. That goes to you too. Thanks for being there for me ALWAYS."&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/8039567285975404319-632668536113748546?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/632668536113748546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=632668536113748546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/632668536113748546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/632668536113748546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-far-as-i-know-tick-tock-tick-tock.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-2083988420589754080</id><published>2009-01-05T10:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T15:14:05.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5th day of 2oo9,&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting by the edge of the table, awaiting break to be over, back to basis...I'm in class. Good thing it's MIS early this morning. It had past so many days and now the 5th. Besides myself, I have decided to (like always) sparing thoughts for others, this time my new family member- Baby Jane, I would state here Baby J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My truly dote on baby girl in the house, miles away from home to study without her mom's company. I wonder numerous times how she felt when last night tears finally fall upon her cheeks. Mine rolled with hers along. The scene she hides behind the door, still would afraid of his elder brother who might scold her for crying, she was vulnerable, she will be still. To comfort her, it takes a bit of time, she was so much sensible as a kid like a her. She is sparing thoughts for people care less of her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just exactly what I told her, "You is strongest little girl I have come across in my life", and she will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set aside the sad erstwhile story about Baby J! She has been doing well so far, or maybe it's too early to see to it, but her uniform for school is so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kawaii &lt;/span&gt;I wish I was her. Such random stuff, should just post up pictures. Come what may, she could be one lucky fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2oo9, could be a great year or not, a friend decided to drift apart, the boyfriend stays, and now an addition family member. I learned in 2008 to take things easy and back at one, I'm siting under the lamp post, knees under the chin on the bench, people running past the track, a few familiar faces, I'm left alone to set thoughts in mind, again.&lt;br /&gt;Come what may, I could be a lucky fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been weak a number of times in a day, yesterday, today...I tried talking to her to make myself better but she had chosen to drift apart, her response, her tone, that probably set me apart for a while but the next thing you know, I have to face the fact- she doesn't like me a friend, i'm not worth staying for or what so ever, I'm not worth. Now, besides my precious Little J, I have Baby J, I have to be even stronger, I am playing the role, a part as a elder sister to two, mind mind. Oh not to forget the mention, whenever Little J  said she missed me, and whenever Baby J sees me in high spirits, it just felt heart-warming. I like the feeling that is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough says, this year, there's no resolution. Well well, isn't resolution what you call expectations? I will live a day by itself! Anyway, can you imagine how havoc my family can get with 5 kids in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am missing my family badly, that include the someone special who's by my side throughout the year!&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/8039567285975404319-2083988420589754080?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/2083988420589754080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=2083988420589754080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2083988420589754080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2083988420589754080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2009/01/5th-day-of-2oo9-i-am-sitting-by-edge-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-2476074082398987932</id><published>2008-12-30T04:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T04:59:14.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OHBLONDE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New Items @ 11p.m. 30 DEC&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/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SVk37tVEEiI/AAAAAAAAA0k/lpy_ozaKzjo/s1600-h/C4title.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SVk37tVEEiI/AAAAAAAAA0k/lpy_ozaKzjo/s400/C4title.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285317136615739938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ello! Pretty people, OHBLONDE! is pretty much working on a different style. Bringing few gorgeous pieces AS &amp;amp; WHEN. So, Little J suggest you guys to join the mailing list to get updated! Go join now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should turn in now.&lt;br /&gt;Alright I should.&lt;br /&gt;No point waiting. N what'm I waiting for right?&lt;br /&gt;right you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm beginning to fret over opening up my eyes after I closed 'em.&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-2476074082398987932?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/2476074082398987932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=2476074082398987932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2476074082398987932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2476074082398987932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/12/ohblonde.html' title='OHBLONDE!'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SVk37tVEEiI/AAAAAAAAA0k/lpy_ozaKzjo/s72-c/C4title.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-5164659145013748741</id><published>2008-12-30T03:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T03:23:34.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been the longest winter without you,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know where to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;See, somehow I can't forget you,&lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going, coming... thought I heard a knock&lt;br /&gt;Who's there? No one&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that I deserve it&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize that I really didn't,&lt;br /&gt;Nooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice, boy, you mean everything.&lt;br /&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again,&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'm gon' be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too, ooh yeah&lt;br /&gt;(It'll all get better in time)&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I could I turn on the TV,&lt;br /&gt;Without something that'll remind me&lt;br /&gt;Was it all that easy?&lt;br /&gt;To just put aside your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;If I'm dreaming, don't wanna lie,&lt;br /&gt;Hurt my feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[ Find more Lyrics at &lt;a style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.mp3lyrics.org/Pb"&gt;www.mp3lyrics.org/Pb&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's the path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in,&lt;br /&gt;And I know that time will heal it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice, well&lt;br /&gt;You mean everything.&lt;br /&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again,&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'm gon' be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too, ooh yeah&lt;br /&gt;(It'll all get better in time)&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to, ooooooh&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there's no more you and me (no more you and me)&lt;br /&gt;It's time I let you go so I can be free&lt;br /&gt;And live my life how it should be.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard it is,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine without you, Yes I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time ooooh&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to (yes I do)&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time, woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too, yeahh&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-5164659145013748741?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/5164659145013748741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=5164659145013748741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5164659145013748741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5164659145013748741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/12/better-in-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-5430233865603458554</id><published>2008-12-29T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T03:28:31.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to lost Bumblebee...&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/8039567285975404319-5430233865603458554?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/5430233865603458554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=5430233865603458554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5430233865603458554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5430233865603458554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/12/ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-1188220410753211773</id><published>2008-12-28T02:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T02:50:07.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The White Living Hall</title><content type='html'>Early noon, started all the odd jobs given by Mom, for the past few days, I wasn't exactly doing nothing but fretting over the paint work to be done in the living hall. The colors, the people who's going to help out, the outcome of paint work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's face hailed great job, great paint work... I think my mom is all I need besides sisters, now, anyone would know Mom's always greatest. My Mom is at least. When sleep time falls on her, she walked across the living hall, give a pat on my head, then walking to and fro the living hall again, at last almost entering her room, I yearned to pass this to her, "Mom, I love you, thank you." But all that blurt out, "Thank you Mommy, bye bye." It was funny I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the greatest woman in my life to thank, I luv all the rest that help out that include my dearly luved B, much luved BB, B's dad, Leon, Saw and dearest Josie. N Little J for appreciating my 1/4 eaten dinner (It's not even half, so I must state that.) N myself for my determination but still in goes in a round, if without the rest, there's no motivation at all! Thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the white living hall, very comfy to live in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, not forgetting, OHBLONDE! has already launched two new items, they are up for grabs. I really like how this two items go together. Go visit OHBLONDE! Much luved!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-1188220410753211773?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/1188220410753211773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=1188220410753211773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1188220410753211773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1188220410753211773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/12/white-living-hall.html' title='The White Living Hall'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-4616759710788569286</id><published>2008-12-27T03:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T03:51:09.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So many days late</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last picture to go and I'm................done now! Yay, I'm done with editing pictures and all ready to go up on OHBLONDE! at 12MN later! There'll be new items up so check it out @ OHBLONDE! We'av been receiving pretty sweet comments on this online boutique, very satisfied... so everyone, OHBLONDE! is the new cool, tell your friends and friends of friends! Go go go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SVUz5sDt3DI/AAAAAAAAA0c/l6OnTk-0RNM/s1600-h/COVER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SVUz5sDt3DI/AAAAAAAAA0c/l6OnTk-0RNM/s320/COVER.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284186803961453618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know, I really wish for a camera nawww, badly, so I'd take tons of pictures on Xmas party. It'd be bored without pictures I know but for now, just bear with me as you go along with the agony of reading words after words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas party was known Hippo party to B and I. So I'd call Baby as B to save all trouble like not much know him as Ted and so using T, I don't go Hey T, No T, T help me...I'd go B actually...B is common but who cares. I was about to name everyone B since everyone is calling everybody baby... and anyway, I won't go further with why is it Hippo party but Hippo is nice name. Spare details, so mean but so funny! Anyway, gift exchange for like the first time with big groups like that, I swear it was a lot of fun if save those dramas. In fact, I really like this activity very much and I'd go for a better groups next time, or mingle and bond with these group even more before the next party. I kind of like exchanging smiles with the guys' girlfriends... so yay, I thought I have made new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to drain they went, I meant the songs I prepared, xmas songs, pop songs, rnb, what a waste! Music is the thing without it, there's no ambiance of festive but yea no speaker no talk uh huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to drama, hands flying over to face each time I cry...everyone sick of life, or rather I am...but am pulling myself back, pretty much of success. You always think positive before things go positive. Something quite like such, I'm doing great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you if you ever have no much of clue after so long...I hope we are not holding on too badly. As you should know, I know, the side parties know we are holding on...hopefully it's all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have faced the fact, being honest to myself, going to solve the g damn problem... everyone should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Harvest Moon for goodsake.&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/8039567285975404319-4616759710788569286?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/4616759710788569286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=4616759710788569286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4616759710788569286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4616759710788569286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-many-days-late.html' title='So many days late'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SVUz5sDt3DI/AAAAAAAAA0c/l6OnTk-0RNM/s72-c/COVER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-3472090551697378549</id><published>2008-12-18T03:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T04:07:11.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's been good 4 me, really.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I must be insane, staying up this late for everything on cyberspace, thanks to Ohblonde! keeping me this awake, insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's enjoyable putting up a bit effort in it as well, because Little J was so determined to do up Ohblonde!, I'm proud of her, really am. She's young but full of determination ah ha! In fact we have been doing up on this online boutique like a month or half a month ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago was Josie's birthday and while I'm typing this Little J was grinding her teeth again! Back on track, Josie's brithday, ah! ya! her birthday, we went on board the Singapore Flyer, pretty much of a panorama of Singapore. Then had dinner for the first time at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zi char&lt;/span&gt; buffet @ Tung Lok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to catch some shuteye. Frigging 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, S! If I don't get up on time for Jim the Gym, U know why! I hope I do, on time, cuz it's first time with S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-3472090551697378549?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/3472090551697378549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=3472090551697378549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3472090551697378549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3472090551697378549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/12/lifes-been-good-4-me-really.html' title='Life&apos;s been good 4 me, really.'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-606284334113923154</id><published>2008-12-18T03:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T03:44:06.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Boutique in Cyberspace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Vacations Guys! I have been so busy, away from this space quite some time... pretty miss having fun around this space writing my thoughts and daily routines with friends and dearest boyfriend around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how's everyone spending their vacations so far? Mine's great and bustling. I have been shopping quite a lot and noticing fashion around me has been on an upward curve, and certainly our splurge on fashion has been as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now guys, how about saving a little extra bucks? I should stop beating around the bush but presenting this big banner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUlN2PWve4I/AAAAAAAAA0E/uygw4VcMODs/s1600-h/title.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 85px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUlN2PWve4I/AAAAAAAAA0E/uygw4VcMODs/s400/title.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280837632298810242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sharing this because I'd ensure you have fun getting clothes in Ohblonde! as Jess and I are really penny-wise on each pretty piece in this economical lifestyle! Guys, what are you waiting for? Go check it out through this link now: &lt;a href="http://ohblonde.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ohblonde.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUlNxH4jj3I/AAAAAAAAAz0/Q8RxFkOzSHw/s1600-h/title.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 143px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUlNxH4jj3I/AAAAAAAAAz0/Q8RxFkOzSHw/s320/title.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280837544393805682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the first collection!&lt;br /&gt;Good news is that all are going at 20 bucks only! Low-priced deal! I am positive that Ohblonde! quality up-to-date chosen pieces are low-priced than many other online boutiques! Ohblonde! owners are perfectionist. I am not flying my own kite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, check out new boutique in cyberspace and give me some comments, you might want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ohblonde.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUlPCoWCOvI/AAAAAAAAA0U/ny1xQvrByGI/s320/titleohblonde.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280838944676788978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Click on diamond(s) now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-606284334113923154?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/606284334113923154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=606284334113923154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/606284334113923154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/606284334113923154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-boutique-in-cyberspace-since-17.html' title='New Boutique in Cyberspace'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUlN2PWve4I/AAAAAAAAA0E/uygw4VcMODs/s72-c/title.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-1579072615620191943</id><published>2008-12-15T14:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:19:59.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I still have got a post left as draft, ah well, it's about cousin's matrimony, and it just another marriage that is ready to be divorced, I am very skeptical to marriage, nevertheless, this kinda event would make you go gaga over wanting one of your own, then I started planning on my wedding dinner and later you find yourself in deep trouble to get married and pregnant and have a kid, later your husband would go look for mistress. and all you can do is probably sit and do nothing, oh ya you can do something boobs feeding and yelling on top of your voice at the kid or kids. Ah well look at word 27 to 32 again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set aside being cynical, I still attended the whole event elatedly, all my cousins and paternal relative get together! I was pretty alluring that night, in fact all of us were, I got a navy blue dress with two medium sized roses. And so I got what I wanted, navy blue dress. I did hairdo that was something I like with center parting fridge, I looked pretty much satisfying on the whole. No more messy hair if anyone of you asked. The best part of all, before the dinner, bustling around the mall with the other two dearest sisters, especially Josie because you hardly see her shopping with us. We grabbed this and that, as though there's a list of buys, in fact yeah there was. The part I take pride most, we got Daddypop an outfit which fit on him so perfectly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say we missed out a snap with just Daddy. and I must put this in, Daddy always made us feel like superstar!&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYO4ecfNlI/AAAAAAAAAx8/xSjaEvEdo-A/s1600-h/SydneyWhite_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYO4ecfNlI/AAAAAAAAAx8/xSjaEvEdo-A/s200/SydneyWhite_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279923976546498130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYO4CGoVDI/AAAAAAAAAx0/P-lUnJzufaA/s1600-h/sydney-white-insert-caption-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYO4CGoVDI/AAAAAAAAAx0/P-lUnJzufaA/s200/sydney-white-insert-caption-400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279923968938628146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYO4MThBbI/AAAAAAAAAxs/3emzkirhDG8/s1600-h/410w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYO4MThBbI/AAAAAAAAAxs/3emzkirhDG8/s200/410w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279923971677029810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYO3y3dK_I/AAAAAAAAAxk/zvhTs9apTQo/s1600-h/sydneywhitepic8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYO3y3dK_I/AAAAAAAAAxk/zvhTs9apTQo/s200/sydneywhitepic8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279923964848450546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, it's Monday afternoon, I am at home after the sleepover at T's place on my start of vacation. Past few days I haven't really got any photos taken with anyone. So there ain't gonna be pictures here. I am just going flaunt the numbers of dramas I had caught and one of the best is by Amanda Bynes, "Sydney White". Please go watch it's times of yore but still it's nice and how many of you actually know of this show, I din't know of it. Amanda Bynes is enchanting and hot like that, any other Bynes' shows to recommend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYQ5qMdczI/AAAAAAAAAzc/_sgAYajyZ8I/s1600-h/sisterhood-of-the-travelling-pants-2-poster-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYQ5qMdczI/AAAAAAAAAzc/_sgAYajyZ8I/s200/sisterhood-of-the-travelling-pants-2-poster-0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279926195903623986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYQ5VAXN0I/AAAAAAAAAzU/AePBfQ0eR64/s1600-h/sisterhood_wideweb__430x314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYQ5VAXN0I/AAAAAAAAAzU/AePBfQ0eR64/s200/sisterhood_wideweb__430x314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279926190215739202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYQ4xTgq-I/AAAAAAAAAzE/QfeuxxZEstM/s1600-h/tstp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 129px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYQ4xTgq-I/AAAAAAAAAzE/QfeuxxZEstM/s200/tstp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279926180632374242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYQ4mHPevI/AAAAAAAAAy8/Etv6IDLsoMQ/s1600-h/2005_the_sisterhood_of_the_traveling_pants_wallpaper_007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYQ4mHPevI/AAAAAAAAAy8/Etv6IDLsoMQ/s200/2005_the_sisterhood_of_the_traveling_pants_wallpaper_007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279926177628125938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYQ5A9LMwI/AAAAAAAAAzM/ANsYgMYn8cg/s1600-h/the_sisterhood_of_the_traveling_pants_2_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYQ5A9LMwI/AAAAAAAAAzM/ANsYgMYn8cg/s200/the_sisterhood_of_the_traveling_pants_2_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279926184833659650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another to tell, if by now you should know Blake Lively acted in The Sisterhood of The Traveling Pant yeah go catch that too for Blake Lively's sake. For a moment I though her mole wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to watch "Breakfast at Tiffany's" but I want to get someone to watch with me then again, I thought would anyone want to watch that show? Not many knows how to appreciate antiquity I would say of this show. Audrey Hepburn being the classic woman just like Marilyn Monroe. I always like Hepburn's hairstyle. I think mine was almost the same on the matrimony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYO4XPESoI/AAAAAAAAAyE/TSiXeTd_1pE/s1600-h/lgPR9622-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYO4XPESoI/AAAAAAAAAyE/TSiXeTd_1pE/s200/lgPR9622-04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279923974611159682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYQeJI1EpI/AAAAAAAAAyM/ujfrvWsd9l0/s1600-h/41JR53KV0WL._SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYQeJI1EpI/AAAAAAAAAyM/ujfrvWsd9l0/s200/41JR53KV0WL._SL500_AA280_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279925723173556882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enough of shows, let's move to button smashing gadget, and you could count how backwards I am, I'm so bored I played PSP&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; like fun only. &lt;/span&gt;And few days back I played Hydro Strike! with T and Daddy, being strike with water on face when you lost,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; like fun only&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh hey, I got some worthy of note for fun. I will post it up next. I don't know, sound lame or what or backward, Blake Lively and Penn Badgley. I just want to fill my page with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go, dinner's up at Chinatown, pre-celebration for Josie's birthday which is tomorrow, I see it's pretty eventful tomorrow!&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-1579072615620191943?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/1579072615620191943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=1579072615620191943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1579072615620191943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1579072615620191943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-still-have-got-post-left-as-draft-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUYO4ecfNlI/AAAAAAAAAx8/xSjaEvEdo-A/s72-c/SydneyWhite_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-5193934001814199812</id><published>2008-12-12T11:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:17:52.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise regulary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUHf_CcpFkI/AAAAAAAAAxc/goY6KDbA7Cw/s1600-h/07122008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUHf_CcpFkI/AAAAAAAAAxc/goY6KDbA7Cw/s200/07122008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278746512336688706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have done swimming session twice this week and trip to Ikea twice as well, not enough to be sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUHewLFscKI/AAAAAAAAAxM/NWN9E0baK3Q/s1600-h/07122008%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUHewLFscKI/AAAAAAAAAxM/NWN9E0baK3Q/s200/07122008%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278745157446693026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUHewJgUN8I/AAAAAAAAAxE/7ZDbijaCr8k/s1600-h/07122008%28012%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUHewJgUN8I/AAAAAAAAAxE/7ZDbijaCr8k/s200/07122008%28012%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278745157021480898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUHevwWyxlI/AAAAAAAAAw8/3qy7Ddw_HSQ/s1600-h/07122008%28017%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUHevwWyxlI/AAAAAAAAAw8/3qy7Ddw_HSQ/s200/07122008%28017%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278745150270654034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty tan now and those eek tan line. Well, I would learn to love it before I hate it. Thursday going to meet up S for jogging session, been quite some time seeing S, good on us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-5193934001814199812?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/5193934001814199812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=5193934001814199812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5193934001814199812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5193934001814199812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/12/exercise-regulary.html' title='Exercise regulary'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUHf_CcpFkI/AAAAAAAAAxc/goY6KDbA7Cw/s72-c/07122008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-5185147058108486438</id><published>2008-12-11T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:05:25.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Claus' coming to town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUEPv6wkZRI/AAAAAAAAAws/CGR86-uZHwo/s1600-h/11122008%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUEPv6wkZRI/AAAAAAAAAws/CGR86-uZHwo/s200/11122008%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278517554156168466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUEPwOfy4zI/AAAAAAAAAw0/4ZVwzZ84cCE/s1600-h/11122008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUEPwOfy4zI/AAAAAAAAAw0/4ZVwzZ84cCE/s200/11122008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278517559454524210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My course mates are hilarious. We were talking about this cute little gingerbread man up there this afternoon. It was distributed by our lecturer in MIS, the one who owned a shop in Haji Lane as well.&lt;br /&gt;My point is if you look closely to mine, the left leg of it is a little fold up, so I was telling my course mate that mine seems like it is doing a kick, it's coming alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a few of them discussed theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xav: Mine one leg short, one leg long&lt;br /&gt;Don who kept insisting that eating it would go Tan Tock Seng: Mine the boobs are fixed in wrong position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could die laughing, and Don is really funny, "Whoever wants to go Tan Tock Seng, eat this with me." I really could die laughing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-5185147058108486438?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/5185147058108486438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=5185147058108486438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5185147058108486438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5185147058108486438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/12/gingerbread-man-on-xmas.html' title='Santa Claus&apos; coming to town'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SUEPv6wkZRI/AAAAAAAAAws/CGR86-uZHwo/s72-c/11122008%28002%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-7286670918610263961</id><published>2008-12-10T13:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:23:15.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>luv is not exactly to calculate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's funny when I see that ads of luv calculator on the ads banner. Like how I used to so believe in those thing when I was in junior classes and would go gaga when the eye candy and I are 96%! Okay but wait, I don't even call them my eye candy, eye candy was so after high school fr the backward me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright off for a swim!&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/8039567285975404319-7286670918610263961?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/7286670918610263961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=7286670918610263961&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7286670918610263961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7286670918610263961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/12/luv-is-not-exactly-to-calculate.html' title='luv is not exactly to calculate'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-7694803721067855062</id><published>2008-12-10T04:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:33:13.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing to the Dawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Incredible that I am doing up on Little J's online boutique up to this time which in time to come I'd advertise in this space as well as Panzz's space. I had powernap and I dint know such a nap could keep me up so much! Not bad! I probably know a way or another to keep myself up when I'm staying over at friends' place. Well, then I wouldn't be a killjoy to slumber party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am thinking of organizing one for the foursome. SLUMBER PARTY! Nonetheless, I would already be thinking how great if I have the courage of facing the mess, I'd then organize one of such party in a house with numbers of with-it teens! I have many in minds. The awesome foursome, their bike guys &amp;amp; bike guys' babes, M, S, C, K, Mal, Bry, Jamie, Shuan, Kel, Nis, Little J, Little J's hunk &amp;amp; friends, like Gayle, Rene, few of Darl's ex (I really don't mind) Jess Ser, Angela, Valence, Rebecca, of course, my ex too but only Iman, I wouldn't ask killjoy to party by clapping two hands! (L-Out-L.) Then continue with Iman and his dope coursemates, I swear they are geniuses and beauties, but def. not Iman's grp of loser high school friends (No offence!) maybe Khai is fine, oh not forgetting Kat's dance mate whoa whoa whoa I think I am going everywhere better stop cuz apparently I wouldn't want to face MESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really crazy, I read back the above, I think I must be drunk. Well, I won't delete it anyway to show you guys how drunk I can get. That!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Factually, a slumber party for Al, me, Darl, K and their bike guys and bike guys' babes are pretty enough!&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I ask to stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's what? 4.32 better stop talking to myself and get on to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Good night to all that I have mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Al, if I don't get up in time fr sunny swimming session U know why!&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/8039567285975404319-7694803721067855062?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/7694803721067855062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=7694803721067855062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7694803721067855062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7694803721067855062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/12/sing-to-dawn.html' title='Sing to the Dawn'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-188534433197330600</id><published>2008-12-09T09:59:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:12:15.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip @ Chinatown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was before the Haji Lane trip, I headed out with L after class, a trip to Chinatown!&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6raqKFioI/AAAAAAAAAuk/n3BDgl6FHEU/s1600-h/28112008%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6raqKFioI/AAAAAAAAAuk/n3BDgl6FHEU/s320/28112008%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277844287806343810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6raZHCREI/AAAAAAAAAuc/5iaidHbs2kM/s1600-h/28112008%28013%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6raZHCREI/AAAAAAAAAuc/5iaidHbs2kM/s320/28112008%28013%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277844283230143554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6rZwSKo7I/AAAAAAAAAuU/Ir0wCdy6mKE/s1600-h/28112008%28016%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6rZwSKo7I/AAAAAAAAAuU/Ir0wCdy6mKE/s320/28112008%28016%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277844272270975922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6rZq2GSOI/AAAAAAAAAuM/4JKgdLS3e9U/s1600-h/28112008%28021%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6rZq2GSOI/AAAAAAAAAuM/4JKgdLS3e9U/s320/28112008%28021%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277844270811072738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6rZC4tbqI/AAAAAAAAAuE/ntb_jUacPeo/s1600-h/28112008%28023%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6rZC4tbqI/AAAAAAAAAuE/ntb_jUacPeo/s320/28112008%28023%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277844260084608674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were suppose to pay a visit to one of our friend at Singapore General Hospital, but dessert was tempting and L was pretty familiar with dessert being yum over there so that was it, we had dessert and later, without the friend's reply, we decided to roam around Chinatown as though we are tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6q7y-JWgI/AAAAAAAAAt8/_obJIyT4boE/s1600-h/28112008%28027%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6q7y-JWgI/AAAAAAAAAt8/_obJIyT4boE/s320/28112008%28027%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277843757596236290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6q7UQjryI/AAAAAAAAAt0/yIwex8PtsVE/s1600-h/28112008%28030%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6q7UQjryI/AAAAAAAAAt0/yIwex8PtsVE/s320/28112008%28030%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277843749351960354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6q7N8OhTI/AAAAAAAAAts/-AZy9sypaWk/s1600-h/28112008%28032%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6q7N8OhTI/AAAAAAAAAts/-AZy9sypaWk/s320/28112008%28032%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277843747656074546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6q6kQnMHI/AAAAAAAAAtk/c-ofnXliOfY/s1600-h/28112008%28034%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6q6kQnMHI/AAAAAAAAAtk/c-ofnXliOfY/s320/28112008%28034%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277843736467288178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We headed pad with K and L's drama. That aside, I had pretty much fun pretending to be tourist.&lt;br /&gt;I might be making a trip there agn later with Little J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's not all, I have more to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 5th I went for school but not class, if you checked back on the couple of post back "Freeday", yes, right after that. I skipped test for yet another episodes scripted with L. Well, cycling and so insert exclamation mark(!). This is probably countable times I am doing cycling session with friends. Third since high school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I was so excited and it was fun preparing sandwiches for &lt;3 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6kfbp1NPI/AAAAAAAAAtU/0x1HHjsBBuI/s1600-h/05122008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6kfbp1NPI/AAAAAAAAAtU/0x1HHjsBBuI/s320/05122008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277836673230910706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6kfAt2jnI/AAAAAAAAAtM/_dm31wEmkao/s1600-h/05122008%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6kfAt2jnI/AAAAAAAAAtM/_dm31wEmkao/s320/05122008%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277836666000019058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6kezcyu4I/AAAAAAAAAtE/jSP6zyC7E1g/s1600-h/05122008%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6kezcyu4I/AAAAAAAAAtE/jSP6zyC7E1g/s320/05122008%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277836662438804354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6kekERx1I/AAAAAAAAAs8/111idZRf6_o/s1600-h/05122008%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6kekERx1I/AAAAAAAAAs8/111idZRf6_o/s320/05122008%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277836658309449554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; so ride on the right track! Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6keQM5EJI/AAAAAAAAAs0/0sbZRFehvdY/s1600-h/05122008%28012%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6keQM5EJI/AAAAAAAAAs0/0sbZRFehvdY/s320/05122008%28012%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277836652976869522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6johV5SJI/AAAAAAAAAss/177lXHLp0iU/s1600-h/05122008%28014%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6johV5SJI/AAAAAAAAAss/177lXHLp0iU/s320/05122008%28014%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277835729865099410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only a few meters, we just couldn't bear not to settle on our all time favourites. This time I had mixed, cuz they have mango but taste... I still prefer the classic: Choc &amp;amp; Strawberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6josShWkI/AAAAAAAAAsk/w6-Jl4T6VtM/s1600-h/05122008%28015%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6josShWkI/AAAAAAAAAsk/w6-Jl4T6VtM/s320/05122008%28015%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277835732803738178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6joAx_fuI/AAAAAAAAAsc/2AMGHxDc_kU/s1600-h/05122008%28018%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6joAx_fuI/AAAAAAAAAsc/2AMGHxDc_kU/s320/05122008%28018%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277835721124576994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6joOzCiAI/AAAAAAAAAsU/RuYhdDWl9MU/s1600-h/05122008%28020%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6joOzCiAI/AAAAAAAAAsU/RuYhdDWl9MU/s320/05122008%28020%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277835724887066626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6jn3X6eeI/AAAAAAAAAsM/MelsaVH-CFw/s1600-h/05122008%28023%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6jn3X6eeI/AAAAAAAAAsM/MelsaVH-CFw/s320/05122008%28023%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277835718599277026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6jPpvkpKI/AAAAAAAAAsE/7lhFgQZbEEM/s1600-h/05122008%28027%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6jPpvkpKI/AAAAAAAAAsE/7lhFgQZbEEM/s320/05122008%28027%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277835302623552674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6jPdZg_HI/AAAAAAAAAr8/X3dTRNi-lCo/s1600-h/05122008%28030%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6jPdZg_HI/AAAAAAAAAr8/X3dTRNi-lCo/s320/05122008%28030%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277835299309812850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6jPRFtpvI/AAAAAAAAAr0/XzotdHaLiPM/s1600-h/05122008%28031%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6jPRFtpvI/AAAAAAAAAr0/XzotdHaLiPM/s320/05122008%28031%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277835296005531378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6jPF4LHjI/AAAAAAAAArs/5pkhin0KH80/s1600-h/05122008%28032%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6jPF4LHjI/AAAAAAAAArs/5pkhin0KH80/s320/05122008%28032%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277835292995952178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6jPPAHnuI/AAAAAAAAArk/zbhDc6d4F_A/s1600-h/05122008%28039%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6jPPAHnuI/AAAAAAAAArk/zbhDc6d4F_A/s320/05122008%28039%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277835295445196514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6i6t8ELHI/AAAAAAAAArc/faykIt26R_U/s1600-h/05122008%28042%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6i6t8ELHI/AAAAAAAAArc/faykIt26R_U/s320/05122008%28042%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277834942972439666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6i6DY1jVI/AAAAAAAAArU/8I6rBigVXaE/s1600-h/05122008%28046%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6i6DY1jVI/AAAAAAAAArU/8I6rBigVXaE/s320/05122008%28046%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277834931550391634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6i59lJ4aI/AAAAAAAAArM/2COA_B3gr1k/s1600-h/05122008%28047%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6i59lJ4aI/AAAAAAAAArM/2COA_B3gr1k/s320/05122008%28047%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277834929991442850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whopping Reebok Air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6i5ret3sI/AAAAAAAAArE/Y6LX5qAld-U/s1600-h/05122008%28052%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6i5ret3sI/AAAAAAAAArE/Y6LX5qAld-U/s320/05122008%28052%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277834925132603074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6i5evjWQI/AAAAAAAAAq8/RO0PkyTV2Qg/s1600-h/05122008%28054%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6i5evjWQI/AAAAAAAAAq8/RO0PkyTV2Qg/s320/05122008%28054%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277834921713555714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;typically, a scene on sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6iei5CkFI/AAAAAAAAAq0/GXfxz7yzgKk/s1600-h/05122008%28074%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6iei5CkFI/AAAAAAAAAq0/GXfxz7yzgKk/s320/05122008%28074%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277834458970624082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6ieiersDI/AAAAAAAAAqs/0ZB98TggUWw/s1600-h/05122008%28075%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6ieiersDI/AAAAAAAAAqs/0ZB98TggUWw/s320/05122008%28075%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277834458860073010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I swear this is not romantic at all. Kept hitting ourselves thanks to bites. I'm gonna tell U a secret~ that scary pond is infested with that bloody insects that STINGS! Holy Macro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6ieGXzUQI/AAAAAAAAAqk/_M_UJRzhPmc/s1600-h/05122008%28077%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6ieGXzUQI/AAAAAAAAAqk/_M_UJRzhPmc/s320/05122008%28077%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277834451315020034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No, it's not this romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6idzE0KgI/AAAAAAAAAqc/KDf8a98RKOs/s1600-h/05122008%28078%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6idzE0KgI/AAAAAAAAAqc/KDf8a98RKOs/s320/05122008%28078%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277834446135110146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6idsJRjsI/AAAAAAAAAqU/6bMW21wcJNQ/s1600-h/05122008%28080%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6idsJRjsI/AAAAAAAAAqU/6bMW21wcJNQ/s320/05122008%28080%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277834444274765506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We left to the shelter, continue slapping ourselves, had our "picnic" there! How romantic! (pls note sacarsm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6q6sLY6dI/AAAAAAAAAtc/m4nfpRLnDfs/s1600-h/05122008%28082%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6q6sLY6dI/AAAAAAAAAtc/m4nfpRLnDfs/s320/05122008%28082%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277843738592864722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very great day since very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wrote in the noon//Ta! I need to go off now before the lecturer arrived. Oh well, my mates are all gone so I would be too. Php is doomed for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv, g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now// I am alone in cyberspace filling up the memory lane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv, g&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-188534433197330600?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/188534433197330600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=188534433197330600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/188534433197330600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/188534433197330600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/12/trip-chinatown.html' title='Trip @ Chinatown'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST6raqKFioI/AAAAAAAAAuk/n3BDgl6FHEU/s72-c/28112008%28007%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-3840746090674606063</id><published>2008-12-05T09:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:33:36.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freeday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STiQ7Jxf5SI/AAAAAAAAAj8/q2hx11ris7s/s1600-h/cityofember.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STiQ7Jxf5SI/AAAAAAAAAj8/q2hx11ris7s/s320/cityofember.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276126309374747938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I'm in school but decided not quite want to walk into class, I am late and it's all about rushing, catching up the problem of the day. Back in the same spot, not so same, I am at another corner with the latin music flowing around the space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Have been starting morning with strawberries lately, in fact, I am pretty enjoying life with strawberries, they made me happy, made me feel sweet. Leading supermarket are selling a box for 2.95bucks so you'd probably know where my pay is going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Today is slightly different, besides strawberries, I am munching on Mom's made bake potato. I luv baked potato (factually, potato being boiled, stewed, mayoed, bbqed, fried ok better not be fried) and spending 1.50bucks at western stall, is not wise according to Mom so she is out to be nice, got raw potato not more than a buck and baked it for me using our small oven! Whatever they say to go easy on sauces due to diet issue, I am actually eating Mom's made with pretty much of tomato sauce and speaking of tomato sauce, I'll continue my wordy post with yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;C and I licked our delicious plate of chic/beef bolognese clean! Ta! Sauce you were saying to go easy with! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Anyway, whoever, go catch City of Ember! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Thumbs up. Another movie made from book by Jeanne DuPrau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Genre: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Action/Adventure/Fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;(Need I say more?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STiRSNFuh1I/AAAAAAAAAkM/BGUMlMRnJJs/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STiRSNFuh1I/AAAAAAAAAkM/BGUMlMRnJJs/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276126705401890642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;City of Ember, beautiful too-old city with beautiful set of lights around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;City of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;to burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Ember which factually means remains of passion: the dying but yet extinguished remains of a great emotion, especially love (literary)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STiTwk41pZI/AAAAAAAAAks/3JOPIoVmVRw/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STiTwk41pZI/AAAAAAAAAks/3JOPIoVmVRw/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276129426209613202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;The thug in show, Mayor Cole by Bill Murray who kept all food to himself, you should see the awful greedy look on him when eating those canned food. Eww.&lt;/span&gt; Cme what may, a thug is a thug and repercussion to bad deed(s)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STiRSJqLdZI/AAAAAAAAAkE/wfYC0uG7UvA/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STiRSJqLdZI/AAAAAAAAAkE/wfYC0uG7UvA/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276126704481039762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Lina Mayfleet (Saoirse Ronan) with the “Instructions of Egress.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, like all other show, "follow the instructions and you'll be freed to happily ever after" (to see sunlight in this case.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STiTwDWma4I/AAAAAAAAAkc/J4hPkMaXjqs/s1600-h/coe2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STiTwDWma4I/AAAAAAAAAkc/J4hPkMaXjqs/s320/coe2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276129417207638914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Saoirse Ronan with beautiful pair of light blue eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STiTwafT3JI/AAAAAAAAAkk/DlSdireEkig/s1600-h/coe4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STiTwafT3JI/AAAAAAAAAkk/DlSdireEkig/s320/coe4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276129423418186898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;T&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;he main lead, Harry Treadaway in black (right). He's Doon in show. Oh &amp;amp; going out of point for a moment, I reckon the guy right beside him is his brother or whosoever that is related, Luke Treadaway.&lt;/span&gt; He's better looking I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Luke Ong, how is it L? (Chuckles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);" href="http://www.cityofember.com/"&gt;Check out more, guys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;By the looks of the trailer the movie is going to be pretty awesome for you'all, so go catch it at Cathy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Hold UP! Another thought, maybe pass the trailer, go for the show now! I dint catch the trailer and I was surprise by how amazing the show can be. So be surprised! I went "oh its amazing!" after the show, you too would!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Catching up with C is great, really. Pastamania, Flick, kind of rekindled memories. Oh in additionally, I get have quick chat with C's mom which is awesome, I couldn't stop feeling happy, couldn't stop smiling while in bus. We're meeting agn next week with Mal, something to look forward!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Oh great, gone peaceful, there's like DJ kinda thing going on at this spot I am currently at. Now, with RnB music, &amp;amp; DJ going on with 12123testing123123... hot&amp;amp;cold on track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; baked potato don't sounds good actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STiNUvwyD2I/AAAAAAAAAjk/WpN53OqAJWQ/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-3840746090674606063?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/3840746090674606063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=3840746090674606063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3840746090674606063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3840746090674606063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/12/freeday.html' title='Freeday'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STiQ7Jxf5SI/AAAAAAAAAj8/q2hx11ris7s/s72-c/cityofember.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-2988813669910676494</id><published>2008-12-03T00:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:14:54.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Trip @ Haji Lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STVfTY4Lc7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/DPmLnA4iDRE/s1600-h/HPIM5074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STVfTY4Lc7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/DPmLnA4iDRE/s320/HPIM5074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275227325234639794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STVfCMzSuoI/AAAAAAAAAjE/_6Uyr9_AXiA/s1600-h/HPIM5072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STVfCMzSuoI/AAAAAAAAAjE/_6Uyr9_AXiA/s320/HPIM5072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275227029935143554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STVfBeQBLQI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Axa54usEneg/s1600-h/HPIM5087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STVfBeQBLQI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Axa54usEneg/s320/HPIM5087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275227017439161602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STVfBAaV06I/AAAAAAAAAi0/u4LFIoTJHSw/s1600-h/HPIM5096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STVfBAaV06I/AAAAAAAAAi0/u4LFIoTJHSw/s320/HPIM5096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275227009429394338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STVfA6iJOZI/AAAAAAAAAis/DG6StHavsW8/s1600-h/HPIM5097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STVfA6iJOZI/AAAAAAAAAis/DG6StHavsW8/s320/HPIM5097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275227007851510162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Sunday, it was my first trip to Haji Lane. Backward to the max, but it's really a cool place but I like only the ice cream shop. I get to sit and chill. I am fat like that. I'll go there agn one day to eat ice cream, the strawberry one with digestive biscuit &amp;amp; so they named that strawberry cheesecake. Liar ars. I think I know how to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Strawberry Biscuito&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No-Secret&lt;/span&gt; Recipe.&lt;br /&gt;1 tub of economical Strawberry Ice cream (Any label ones)&lt;br /&gt;1 packet of digestive biscuit&lt;br /&gt;1 basket of strawberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method:&lt;br /&gt;Mix all of them to together.&lt;br /&gt;Put into Freezer.&lt;br /&gt;Serve .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, are U hungry 4 my ice cream?&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/8039567285975404319-2988813669910676494?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/2988813669910676494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=2988813669910676494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2988813669910676494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2988813669910676494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/12/1st-trip-haji-lane.html' title='1st Trip @ Haji Lane'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STVfTY4Lc7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/DPmLnA4iDRE/s72-c/HPIM5074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-7793564152357962171</id><published>2008-12-01T20:54:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T15:14:30.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gossip girl season 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STPfDNV_s0I/AAAAAAAAAhE/WeGOFhh6M6A/s1600-h/loveeeee.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STPfDNV_s0I/AAAAAAAAAhE/WeGOFhh6M6A/s400/loveeeee.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274804834795500354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that goes round and round for me.&lt;br /&gt;that I learned to be independent as it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STPh0msqlEI/AAAAAAAAAhM/OP9elqJi8PY/s1600-h/2846305786_b10d510c70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STPh0msqlEI/AAAAAAAAAhM/OP9elqJi8PY/s400/2846305786_b10d510c70.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274807882438317122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway world, I caught up with most of you guys I supposed. Like anyone of you, I'm waiting for episodes now. Gosh, I hate it, I should have wait till everything is out before watching. It's addictive like most said. And, like most of my friends would know, I'av been devoted to Gossip Girl for the past month and now, going on to December, I already can't wait for the completion of Season 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the high school drama, couple switching, definitely a fashion statement season. I love whatever both blair, serena wore throughout. Each with unique style. Thumbs up. They are BFF of different fashion style, way cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STS9ByrPfJI/AAAAAAAAAh0/MhOXF3AwRdw/s1600-h/gg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STS9ByrPfJI/AAAAAAAAAh0/MhOXF3AwRdw/s320/gg2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275048902038355090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STS5oJZ9BJI/AAAAAAAAAhU/suVKs2GV6aQ/s1600-h/48548_0.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 367px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STS5oJZ9BJI/AAAAAAAAAhU/suVKs2GV6aQ/s320/48548_0.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275045162928374930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STS5oB0pZ5I/AAAAAAAAAhc/fbz_Y21wkYc/s1600-h/blair-mj-flats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STS5oB0pZ5I/AAAAAAAAAhc/fbz_Y21wkYc/s320/blair-mj-flats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275045160892852114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STS5oq3gILI/AAAAAAAAAhs/cUomoOkjA7c/s1600-h/serena-jeans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STS5oq3gILI/AAAAAAAAAhs/cUomoOkjA7c/s320/serena-jeans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275045171910680754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STS5osU6g6I/AAAAAAAAAhk/QDlMlSKIqfw/s1600-h/blair1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STS5osU6g6I/AAAAAAAAAhk/QDlMlSKIqfw/s320/blair1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275045172302480290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In class now, I'd be catching episodes 11 and return to work instantly after it. Later, I'd be dropping by the hospital to catch a glimpse of little Matthew/Julian and our friend, Kiwi I called. Matthew is nice name, L! Anyway, it's L's little nephew I'm referring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, I have been a superwoman that lives on dinner only. It's been 2 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-7793564152357962171?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/7793564152357962171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=7793564152357962171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7793564152357962171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7793564152357962171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/12/gossip-girl-season-2.html' title='gossip girl season 2'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STPfDNV_s0I/AAAAAAAAAhE/WeGOFhh6M6A/s72-c/loveeeee.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-7544981972745327223</id><published>2008-12-01T14:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:38:18.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Astrology</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taurus and Aries love compatibility&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are highly sensual, but Aries may be annoyed by the deliberate pace and unimaginative lovemaking of Taurus. Aries is a fun seeking person and will be trying to entertain him/herself constantly. The thrift of Taurus, who seldom makes anything spontaneously, will irritate. Taurus is good at making money but Aries is even better at spending it. The long haul can be hard going, though if they hang on long enough Aries will come to appreciate Taurus's steadiness and dependability. If Taurus allows Aries to take a lead role, they will find out the new opportunities of sensual pleasure. Otherwise it will be difficult to get a desirable balance.&lt;br /&gt;The relationships are usually short term.&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-7544981972745327223?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/7544981972745327223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=7544981972745327223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7544981972745327223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7544981972745327223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/12/astrology.html' title='Astrology'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-3364543124423981867</id><published>2008-11-30T12:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:06:32.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STIQoeHt67I/AAAAAAAAAgs/NNUDijDILtY/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STIQoeHt67I/AAAAAAAAAgs/NNUDijDILtY/s320/Picture1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274296401070517170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STIQnm3bAFI/AAAAAAAAAgk/YQZjJXzz2Bc/s1600-h/HPIM5032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STIQnm3bAFI/AAAAAAAAAgk/YQZjJXzz2Bc/s320/HPIM5032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274296386238218322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selling vest in white&lt;br /&gt;Quote a reasonable price!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mail @ jolliedyne@gmail.com&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/8039567285975404319-3364543124423981867?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/3364543124423981867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=3364543124423981867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3364543124423981867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3364543124423981867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/letting-go.html' title='Letting go'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/STIQoeHt67I/AAAAAAAAAgs/NNUDijDILtY/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-6385099879824392657</id><published>2008-11-29T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T18:59:15.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A simple Saturday</title><content type='html'>Hello world, wokay, part of the world, um small tiny part of the world, um maybe a few people of the world. I just got back from a movie, which apparently been long before this one. It's Body of Lies. I passed the review before catching it, and turned out, it's war, about war. Still, it's something I like, though hands on face at part of drama, machine gun shooting and hammer knocked directly on fingers, yeah&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;go ahead&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; eww &lt;/span&gt;about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all that, I had a great day, considering that I get to have conversation with L through messages, that I bumped into M's nephew, Keefe, had a few sentences done, and having a short good catch up with M through phone and exchanged hello with Vanessa, later I smiled so widely and walked at the park so...alone, but it was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at home, Josie had got herself a Mac book. While my Acer, burned and revived, so in time to come I'm going make it new and so it'd be new. Procrastinated much, so it's time for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;artz and craftz, &lt;/span&gt;one fine day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokay, they are pretty done with the Mac, so it's time for dinner. Yes, finally a dinner with little j, Josie and CS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-6385099879824392657?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/6385099879824392657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=6385099879824392657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/6385099879824392657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/6385099879824392657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/simple-saturday.html' title='A simple Saturday'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-3825302459293595420</id><published>2008-11-29T12:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T12:45:22.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh so it's really that my neighbourhood has some sort of event going on, to make my day even worst,  ~Your way too beautiful girl&lt;br /&gt;That's why it'll never work&lt;br /&gt;You had me suicidal, suicidal&lt;br /&gt;When you say it's over&lt;br /&gt;Damn all these beautiful girls&lt;br /&gt;They only wanna do your dirt&lt;br /&gt;They'll have you suicidal, suicidal&lt;br /&gt;When they say it's over~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's nice after all. But this is nicer ~I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky we're in love in every way&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played it five times already.&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/8039567285975404319-3825302459293595420?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/3825302459293595420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=3825302459293595420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3825302459293595420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3825302459293595420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-so-its-really-that-my-neighbourhood.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-5331848895511604070</id><published>2008-11-29T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T12:13:01.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lucky&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/8039567285975404319-5331848895511604070?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/5331848895511604070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=5331848895511604070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5331848895511604070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5331848895511604070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/lucky.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-4229608488752466207</id><published>2008-11-28T12:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T12:09:40.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That night</title><content type='html'>It was first dating making a night out of it.&lt;br /&gt;Grocery shopping&lt;br /&gt;Chatting over dinner&lt;br /&gt;Endless shuffled of songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like Lucky, ~lucky to be in love with my best friend lalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 episodes of Gossip Girl S2. (with loads of distraction!)&lt;br /&gt;Siesta.&lt;br /&gt;A rainy chilly morning.&lt;br /&gt;List 10 things.&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream, my school's a rocker, purple wall paint, mushrooms everywhere. and I act like a cool American chic, well like by everyone. Actress wong ling ling, in dream, she's my friend. &amp;amp; saw my first best friend in P1, E.&lt;br /&gt;laze in bed!&lt;br /&gt;soft maggie (eww), Herbie, jogging. telly watching-eating.&lt;br /&gt;fun, more fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-4229608488752466207?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/4229608488752466207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=4229608488752466207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4229608488752466207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4229608488752466207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/that-night.html' title='That night'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-3830065073266942193</id><published>2008-11-28T10:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T12:47:39.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogging fever</title><content type='html'>My laptop was broke down, shock of life, it burned and yes, I smelt smoke. That was two days ago, supposedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my laptop revived now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My body is effing aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We made the best night out of the stay at L's.&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun, thanks L thanks L, luv ya L dear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-3830065073266942193?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/3830065073266942193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=3830065073266942193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3830065073266942193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3830065073266942193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-laptop-was-broke-down-shock-of-life.html' title='Jogging fever'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-4580870308402210368</id><published>2008-11-26T15:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:01:45.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSz8W12_4jI/AAAAAAAAAf0/zeO3WA5d6F8/s1600-h/Picture1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSz8W12_4jI/AAAAAAAAAf0/zeO3WA5d6F8/s320/Picture1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272866733089088050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am on a Wednesday noon, with the sound of raindrops and weather that making it seems like early morning, yes apparently the weather hates me because it's pouring while I'm alone at home. I hate this as much as you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSz8XfLJpyI/AAAAAAAAAf8/OGZAdIiWpJw/s1600-h/2501662875_1a1a868bce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 175px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSz8XfLJpyI/AAAAAAAAAf8/OGZAdIiWpJw/s320/2501662875_1a1a868bce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272866744179468066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was all ready to have been excited about running session with L, but the ground just got to be stained with puddles of water,  don't get why so. Okay~ maybe home-stay workout could be as fun. I have Blake Lively's issue, besides the interview with BL, the workout column is another thing which shows that this month issue is totally lackluster just like the weather now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSz8XUJyOdI/AAAAAAAAAgE/k4qdkZpVhgI/s1600-h/Picture2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSz8XUJyOdI/AAAAAAAAAgE/k4qdkZpVhgI/s320/Picture2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272866741220948434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSz8X7Qt-OI/AAAAAAAAAgM/YbLRHJJRgNI/s1600-h/Picture4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSz8X7Qt-OI/AAAAAAAAAgM/YbLRHJJRgNI/s320/Picture4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272866751719012578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, but it's after 2 weeks or so, I met up with Jo during lunch break for our usual food. Oh he's on diet too, a big macho man has got his narcissistic side too! I don't how's my diet plan has been, it's always reminding me so not too bad, a little food won't hurt so what's most weighty is being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;optimistic&lt;/span&gt;. Beat that guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe right now, the rain decided to stop and in no more than 3 hours time, the sun will still rise, and the ground will remain dry! Please do the vacuuming or mopping job, fast! The girls wanna play if you had already know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying kisses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-4580870308402210368?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/4580870308402210368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=4580870308402210368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4580870308402210368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4580870308402210368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/here-i-am-on-wednesday-noon-with-sound.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSz8W12_4jI/AAAAAAAAAf0/zeO3WA5d6F8/s72-c/Picture1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-881979430665037205</id><published>2008-11-24T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T20:56:38.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day trip</title><content type='html'>Howdy, it's a day trip with L, first for po luo bao, later pop eye, it's routine at the airport. And if we go to the counter at Crystal Jade Bread shop, we'd say to this particular cheerful aunty that we both aint friend, whenever she asked if we are doing the payment together. "We are not friends." Apparently, we bumped into her again, she remembered us for that phrase. How humorous of a small part of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSqexvWmpsI/AAAAAAAAAfU/79TNxdqx7Y8/s1600-h/Picture6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSqexvWmpsI/AAAAAAAAAfU/79TNxdqx7Y8/s320/Picture6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272200891152639682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coloring competition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSqezHSPb1I/AAAAAAAAAfs/mtcY60b-NwM/s1600-h/24112008%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSqezHSPb1I/AAAAAAAAAfs/mtcY60b-NwM/s320/24112008%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272200914756661074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We did personal during chicken-breast-ripping and wrap the day trip at airport with an opened heart C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSqeym5GBeI/AAAAAAAAAfk/j0rRNuOCRO0/s1600-h/24112008%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSqeym5GBeI/AAAAAAAAAfk/j0rRNuOCRO0/s320/24112008%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272200906061252066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSqeyDOCIkI/AAAAAAAAAfc/7Ku9lM4NbAY/s1600-h/24112008%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSqeyDOCIkI/AAAAAAAAAfc/7Ku9lM4NbAY/s320/24112008%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272200896485401154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just simply love this bimbo though she isn't more bimbo than I am. I am well known for bimbo. I do the "whatever" sign like nobody does, but hers is worth seeing. If you know her, tell her to "whatever" you. We each are unique like that. I can't wait to look double with her with the dumb specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSqewqd_gJI/AAAAAAAAAfM/qUmEDM1Icfc/s1600-h/24112008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSqewqd_gJI/AAAAAAAAAfM/qUmEDM1Icfc/s320/24112008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272200872661581970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go check it out at Terminal 3, there's this coloring corner. Fun like that.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSqewqd_gJI/AAAAAAAAAfM/qUmEDM1Icfc/s1600-h/24112008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for a day trip, with grocery shopping and night market to end with, I love perspiring like that with her. Oh def. not missing out the bimbo act at the car park near my place! uh uh uh hmmm uh UH. Show me what you got!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-881979430665037205?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/881979430665037205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=881979430665037205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/881979430665037205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/881979430665037205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-trip.html' title='Day trip'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSqexvWmpsI/AAAAAAAAAfU/79TNxdqx7Y8/s72-c/Picture6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-1987918848181771679</id><published>2008-11-23T03:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:11:38.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSoXTiJUidI/AAAAAAAAAfE/fJp1chMR4M0/s1600-h/HPIM4982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSoXTiJUidI/AAAAAAAAAfE/fJp1chMR4M0/s320/HPIM4982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272051938141440466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday night, close to Sunday's crack of dawn, but I was still up with T doing nothing that is close to heart-to-heart. He always will, never will initiates one. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm still waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been good since Friday nightfall. Hand in hand, twiddle our thumbs, sat by the pond on those big rocks, strolled the park, together...T and I. I would go on a further plan the next time, anywhere of a vibe place, with hot cups. I think it's really romantic, starry-eyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSoVmU4HKdI/AAAAAAAAAek/j1BSNXsM8ZM/s1600-h/HPIM4962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSoVmU4HKdI/AAAAAAAAAek/j1BSNXsM8ZM/s320/HPIM4962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272050061973858770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi to Jayrius boy.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSoU-lo2PTI/AAAAAAAAAeU/SmsIvQkrgdg/s1600-h/HPIM4971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSoU-lo2PTI/AAAAAAAAAeU/SmsIvQkrgdg/s320/HPIM4971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272049379278470450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; Jesserel darling, she's a girl, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSoU-O35GkI/AAAAAAAAAeM/B4KlMuYgVsw/s1600-h/HPIM4967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSoU-O35GkI/AAAAAAAAAeM/B4KlMuYgVsw/s320/HPIM4967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272049373167557186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSoU-O409kI/AAAAAAAAAeE/26I91p68_lc/s1600-h/HPIM4966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSoU-O409kI/AAAAAAAAAeE/26I91p68_lc/s320/HPIM4966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272049373171480130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday's been even better, get-together with family of paternal side which turned out really awesome because I get to play with my nephew and niece. They are really adorable, mixed blood kid. "Portuguese-Chi"  Later, a s-day with little pie, primarily looking out for dresses. My cousin, Dorothy's getting married in two weeks' time so... dresses and I hate purple but I set my eyes on this awesome dress which is awfully sad to say in purple so am asking the dealer for another color though. Hair's gonna be done with imminent pay. Wokay, head-in-the-clouds so far and if plans go well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSoXTYFNYYI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1MK_s0yrVfE/s1600-h/HPIM4983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSoXTYFNYYI/AAAAAAAAAe8/1MK_s0yrVfE/s320/HPIM4983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272051935439839618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSoXSoyIkBI/AAAAAAAAAe0/8nq7AhPrVmc/s1600-h/HPIM4988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSoXSoyIkBI/AAAAAAAAAe0/8nq7AhPrVmc/s320/HPIM4988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272051922743365650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSoXSDnLxeI/AAAAAAAAAes/5_TgfH2-9IQ/s1600-h/HPIM4987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSoXSDnLxeI/AAAAAAAAAes/5_TgfH2-9IQ/s320/HPIM4987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272051912765326818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High tea at Starbucks as usual when Aunt Jackie and Uncle Jimmy hit the hometown. Day's been good except of the heavy pours that came quite uninformed. Aftermath, the sisters' went into kitchen, whipping up great deal of pasta dinner. Yum, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSoU98_2GfI/AAAAAAAAAd8/N4bvQRDfst8/s1600-h/HPIM4985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSoU98_2GfI/AAAAAAAAAd8/N4bvQRDfst8/s320/HPIM4985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272049368369076722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No not quite done with day just, so I hanged out as foursome to Madagascar 2, waggish one. Later to Geylang for durians which is apparently quoted since I was a kid hiding in room when durians were bought back home, "Durian is not my thing." I remembered when we were younger, in junior school, there's always cute autograph books passing around in class and my point is, in the "I hate" list, durian was inevitable on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool still, I went with the flow, and drank Mogu Mogu lychee to cover up the reek. And L, T and my favorite, soya bean milk with&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you tiao&lt;/span&gt;. Note to self: It's cold soyabean not the hot one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the ride, I just love hanging out like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv loads,&lt;br /&gt;g&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-1987918848181771679?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/1987918848181771679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=1987918848181771679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1987918848181771679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1987918848181771679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-saturday-night-close-to-sundays.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSoXTiJUidI/AAAAAAAAAfE/fJp1chMR4M0/s72-c/HPIM4982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-1702747511400277840</id><published>2008-11-21T10:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T13:56:03.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks God for this day</title><content type='html'>Cool? I'm in a fresh page after the previous. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Swift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was an interesting day. I can't tell how awesome, wokay maybe I can. I played truancy (if you considered it as) and traveled on bus to look for Mom, we actually could meet earlier in bus! We were in same bus, well I was up the deck sleeping soundly though. (Zzz) So, there when we met up, go hunt for curtain, apparently I was fussy enough, there's none that caught my eyes. The are too...passé? flowers, prints...narh, I insisted plain.off.white.one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSYbG7YMtqI/AAAAAAAAAd0/XE_rVPNQqfw/s1600-h/Picture5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSYbG7YMtqI/AAAAAAAAAd0/XE_rVPNQqfw/s320/Picture5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270930219716097698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;L likes my mom, wokay I like my mom too. In fact, l.o.v.e. I like her mom too because her mom always smiles at me. Later, L and I headed on the free shuttle bus to IKEA, basically we dint waste a bit on transport because shuttle bus is free. Whoa, L, great isn't? As usual, crunchy hot dog bun. I got fabrics for curtain, with a name, Merette there in the end, pretty cheap but a pinch again because I see money flying away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSYbGSBh7rI/AAAAAAAAAds/oZ0RT0pboh0/s1600-h/Picture7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSYbGSBh7rI/AAAAAAAAAds/oZ0RT0pboh0/s320/Picture7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270930208615165618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grocery shopping was indeed like an exercise to us, we perspired much. Back at L's place for our take away, watch flights arrival, we were reading aloud each other's post to know how exactly we read our writes. We were trying to imitate the way someone takes photo all the time. Hee hee hee hilarious. Envying those skinny babes and laugh over our cellulite, pretty rocked the house just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSYawVgQAlI/AAAAAAAAAdc/IXr7B8SY7YI/s1600-h/Picture4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSYawVgQAlI/AAAAAAAAAdc/IXr7B8SY7YI/s320/Picture4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270929831592198738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much fun we had, a good bfw session leaving us want more. Luv ya L and thanks for accompanying me to get the fabrics for curtains, St Ives, Eversoft, Herbal Tea and bla. Thanks me for accompanying you to get Encore (In case you blamed it's all about me, sing~ neh neh ni poo poo) Luv ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSYawDaEe8I/AAAAAAAAAdU/MBZzEJw06pA/s1600-h/Picture3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSYawDaEe8I/AAAAAAAAAdU/MBZzEJw06pA/s320/Picture3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270929826734439362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When night falls, I rushed home to welcome Jess baby back (no, not to the airport) so obviously I was perspiring even more for goshsake shifting furnitures all around. Ted was nice enough to tell me off being dumb not switcing on the fan, you know how excited I was to even do that! JESS WAS COMING BACK! So, I made Jess a little angry for picking up call in such a manner I should have not but still the look of the room, the cardboard with words printed "WELL COME BACK JESS!" we hugged each other so tight. I miss her, even now when I'm in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, thanks T for help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSYawTuEsrI/AAAAAAAAAdk/G1rMPA_4s-o/s1600-h/Picture5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSYawTuEsrI/AAAAAAAAAdk/G1rMPA_4s-o/s320/Picture5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270929831113306802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSYav46MbUI/AAAAAAAAAdM/qRIbaALoY5w/s1600-h/Picture2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSYav46MbUI/AAAAAAAAAdM/qRIbaALoY5w/s320/Picture2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270929823916387650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSYav6cgctI/AAAAAAAAAdE/FjyaE1yifvo/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSYav6cgctI/AAAAAAAAAdE/FjyaE1yifvo/s320/Picture1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270929824328741586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like everything Jess got me, she'av got pretty much of taste afterall, my turning lady-like baby is cool like that. Luv J, thanks cupcake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-1702747511400277840?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/1702747511400277840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=1702747511400277840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1702747511400277840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1702747511400277840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanks-god-for-this-day.html' title='Thanks God for this day'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSYbG7YMtqI/AAAAAAAAAd0/XE_rVPNQqfw/s72-c/Picture5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-3578858053670754978</id><published>2008-11-20T09:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T10:18:21.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A draft left to complete</title><content type='html'>I lied to mom school's ending early (yesterday) just because you know fer what? A surprise fer Jess, I really really want to do up something in the room to welcome her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSTDAhKNBHI/AAAAAAAAAc8/lSJA8Jba8hk/s1600-h/19112008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSTDAhKNBHI/AAAAAAAAAc8/lSJA8Jba8hk/s320/19112008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270551877598905458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this a draft I was suppose to post up yesterday before I left school, well I was rushing, I managed everything in time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSTDAd3alcI/AAAAAAAAAc0/lglaN8371tE/s1600-h/19112008%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSTDAd3alcI/AAAAAAAAAc0/lglaN8371tE/s320/19112008%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270551876714796482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSTDAQraG3I/AAAAAAAAAcs/ao8wYKPrUTk/s1600-h/19112008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSTDAQraG3I/AAAAAAAAAcs/ao8wYKPrUTk/s320/19112008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270551873174772594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post in the next post after this procrastinated draft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-3578858053670754978?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/3578858053670754978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=3578858053670754978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3578858053670754978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3578858053670754978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/draft-left-to-complete.html' title='A draft left to complete'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSTDAhKNBHI/AAAAAAAAAc8/lSJA8Jba8hk/s72-c/19112008%28001%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-4942155935520287464</id><published>2008-11-19T15:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:57:54.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New look</title><content type='html'>I just love writing, I wish I was in Masscomm or something close, really. No not that I write exactly beautifully and there are really a great deal of people having better vocab grasps, I'm not even one considering I'm still grabbing words from dramas and novels. I learn and make use of them here in jolliepoopies. The other day, Bestie was telling me about his school work of writing up movie critic, I wished I'm in his class. Sho fun, isnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's soon turning chilly, I'm all ready to cuddle brownie into sleep. But wait, before that, I'd dream a little dream, plan a little plan on drawing book of new design in room to surprise Jess on her Friday night returns. So many days and I really miss that little puppy (I alwaysthink she resembles a puppy well, she calls me a dog like shut up dog, you dog and yeah, if you're a friend her, you'd get me. Another one, are you like serious? that's her favourite line I swear). She told Jose she'av gotten me navy blue leather jacket, can't wait to see, one exclamation mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of room new design, I'd do it as soon as long off-white curtains fall before the metal-grill window. Mom said to T to polish up the walls in the living room too. I already have in mind asking L and K to join in with T and I. Wait for my news! Whoa, I can't wait to have a new look in the pad. Money please come to us. (guffawed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air con's on..check. Phone's here..check. Drawing book..check oh I miss out pen...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-4942155935520287464?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/4942155935520287464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=4942155935520287464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4942155935520287464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4942155935520287464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-look.html' title='New look'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-5422693000931533011</id><published>2008-11-19T13:19:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T14:32:52.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSOyoc0RpRI/AAAAAAAAAcE/ZCPUgTuZxpk/s1600-h/Picture12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270252396953576722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSOyoc0RpRI/AAAAAAAAAcE/ZCPUgTuZxpk/s200/Picture12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I sent out a mail to someone important in my life, just and these days all gadget are deciding to be uncoopertaive with me, they refused to send it out yet. Wokay my message is sent out naw after two attempts this time. I hope, that someone replies me, you are not to be mad, I am, but I'm not quite done to be mad so don't make me go mad. I have all the patience as long as you give it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270251111734472770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSOxdpAKcEI/AAAAAAAAAb0/EwjnHvkPe58/s320/Picture13.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Heart to heart, mom and daughter's. If you were a patronizer at the market, you'd see the two of us, chatting over hot cups, tear welled up in pair of eyes. No, they didn't decide to fall on cheek. Sometimes, mom is just being hard in life. She said I'm the only one she could pour out to at least, by just sitting over the hot cups. I pity her, really. I'm not going much into it. But I end this paragraph, loving her. Oh there, below: My hair's &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt;, art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270251111956919138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSOxdp1Ms2I/AAAAAAAAAb8/dGLwqYxFTDY/s320/Picture14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, besides the heart to heart, market trip is fruitful. I get to grocery shop, I love it. There's like three of us kids in the family, used to go grocery shopping with Mom and Dad on Sunday. I miss those days. Then when Mom and Dad weren't in good term anymore, Dad would bring us around to get meat and fish at the market. The familiar faces of uncles and auntie, I'd always recognise but of course those three skinny kids they all saw, have grown up, unfamilairise to the folks I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wanna go fabric choosing for curtain someday, because the blue floral half-hang just allow the morning sun falling through it. I was suppose to send out a text to L to get her go with me but mom said she'd do it for me, so well a day at home unless someone decided to call me and speak nicely to me rather than "You just shut up la". Hurting as it should be but I fix on &lt;strong&gt;taking things easy&lt;/strong&gt;. Hello L, it's familiar phrase to us, always. (chuckled here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm settling eyes on Gossip Girl, learn words session you say, oh wokay I say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-5422693000931533011?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/5422693000931533011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=5422693000931533011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5422693000931533011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5422693000931533011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/remembering.html' title='Remembering'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSOyoc0RpRI/AAAAAAAAAcE/ZCPUgTuZxpk/s72-c/Picture12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-5816400061718378614</id><published>2008-11-18T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:31:28.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did it just again. Snacks. They are the evil of all but still, yums. Got out of school early, back at home, I tried playing Gossip Girl (I'm backward, totally.) on T's notebook and nope, it just dint quite want to answer me even after several attempts. So finally, I'm on it with the DVD player. Not quite it again, I get distracted with big screens, no, not at theatre of course. I'm suppose to read the words, learn my English. Speaking of which, I'll soon be seen at Madagascar 2 and Quarantine. Can't wait! Jose said M2 is worth a catch and Qtine is gonna be so catch foursomely with free tickets from L.so cannot wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naaaww, very funny, Jose is settling her eyes on GG, whoa she'd be something out of it. and I'm all ready to meet T who's out from camp. So, is it better to be out daily or only the weekends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naif's mom cancelled tuition on the first, can't believe Xav is right but not exactly cancelled, well, postponed to Thursdaye. aye then I'm thinking of plans to deal, I wouldn't want someone to play with my only income, will I? It's time to do some Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting Xperia when T was complaining how he'd throw my cellphone away when I don't answer, I went yeah go ahead then get me Xperia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok he's here, I better go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-5816400061718378614?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/5816400061718378614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=5816400061718378614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5816400061718378614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5816400061718378614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-did-it-just-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-2109345475185144257</id><published>2008-11-18T13:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:34:14.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suckzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;In school, I will post up later, when I'm back at comfort zone. Finally, I will have a day alone, today. Yesterday was so good I swear, never been so good but it could be better, but still it's good enough. I frigging have a thing with the Cheenacheetahpeeps, neg thing, def. Shall not go over it, cuz got to be cool. They are nothing and my stomach just rumbled, no I won't even think of eating them because they yay I won't say the word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-2109345475185144257?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/2109345475185144257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=2109345475185144257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2109345475185144257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2109345475185144257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/suckzz.html' title='Suckzz'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-3980574171696592645</id><published>2008-11-17T10:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:02:02.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My lecturer is possessed, just because she's teaching today. Serious, whenever it comes to PHP coding, it's oh so hands on thing and when I said hands on, this lecturer don't exactly guide. So it's bad so never a surprise if you read, and hear me nitpick Web App. Web App is fun, challenging but I have really hard time to catch it up. If Web App. is a guy, I will never get close to him despite the pursue. Nevertheless, that'd probably be the reason I love him. (Laughs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokay maybe in the end she gave up a little, she ain't teaching so much yes. I'm pretty trauma. I pretty want my bed, softy brownie and blue bear blanket but later I'll be dropping by at Ted's because this whole week he'd be at Selarang Camp, freaking awesome I'd see him almost everyday again I hope we never going to quarrel already. Please Hosanna, Lord I don't want fights. If only there's no such thing as &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="firstword" onclick="window.external.onDoubleClick('squabble');"&gt;squabble&lt;/span&gt;,  argument, disagreement, tiff, difference of opinion, wrangle, clash, dispute,  fight, spat, row and quarrel. Yes all should get out of the dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and and Ted asking me to fix the dinner, yay he loves my&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Italian Pasta&lt;/span&gt; so awesome but no, I'm beat. I'm even thinking of sleep at his pad already. I feel so bad anyway, I asked &lt;/span&gt;Ted to fetch me. Gosh, I even swore upon I don't-know-what-&amp;amp;-did-I-even-swear-? that I'd not ride on Bumblebee because I was fuming mad. I always walk the talk. Eff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;And I should stop assuming or predicting. Not a psychic so Should Stop, cerealleeeeeeeeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of cereals, so long since I hit the supermarkets for a carton of honeystar and a carton or two of hi-lo milk. Is two hotdog buns too much for breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I dint forget about Xperia. I wish to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-3980574171696592645?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/3980574171696592645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=3980574171696592645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3980574171696592645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3980574171696592645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-lecturer-is-possessed-just-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-8281734089399138554</id><published>2008-11-17T00:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T10:08:06.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How sweet is this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSBJ_IIX8XI/AAAAAAAAAa0/k6h4e7rEtpY/s1600-h/Picture2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSBJ_IIX8XI/AAAAAAAAAa0/k6h4e7rEtpY/s400/Picture2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269292912886673778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;two ponytails, a cap of confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sungei Rd is a fitch bitch. No clue what's fitch bitch, they just rhyme, that's all. That place's a loads of junks, I'av set my eyes on nothing but got cheated away 6 bucks by ice cream man. Omfg! Whatever it is, worst, I was perspiring anxiously while snapping off a circle thread of black beads, hit and miss. Shows how bad the quality of junks@Sungei is. Nonetheless, the possessive BF who pushes the Indians away brought back some memories while in the secondary school. Well, I don't think he appreciated how much I appreciated him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I reckon this a worth trip towards the end. I manage to view a part of Singapore in such bad state, worth when people asking about Sungei Rd. I know now. Too bad, I dint snap much of the scenario there. Just so afraid people there are narrow-minded, they would hit me with spanner (they do sell there, can you imagine?). There was this really bad-tempered seller, gosh I got scare off like a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; scardycat&lt;/span&gt;. Speaking of my found of many junks.junks, yes even slipper from hotel gosh! What's worst what's worst? A tissue paper, wokay of course not. I think slipper from hotel is enough on worst item found@Sungei list. Oh and and, it's from Fullerton Hotel so well, might wear by some big shot you never know and I never want to know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's past the wee small hours, I suppose I'm ready to drop dead, I'm going to shut this cyberspace, setting off for a quick shower and have my forty winks and see this space again, later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks T, accompanying me to sight seeing@ Sungei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSBJPRIkjSI/AAAAAAAAAas/1zITh4O1eUw/s1600-h/Picture1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSBJPRIkjSI/AAAAAAAAAas/1zITh4O1eUw/s320/Picture1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269292090669698338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSBMhNruODI/AAAAAAAAAbE/8Ky2Zr6G_yU/s1600-h/16112008%28009%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSBMhNruODI/AAAAAAAAAbE/8Ky2Zr6G_yU/s320/16112008%28009%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269295697515919410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSBJPX0-MRI/AAAAAAAAAak/t5lfUy3hPNI/s1600-h/Picture10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSBJPX0-MRI/AAAAAAAAAak/t5lfUy3hPNI/s320/Picture10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269292092466540818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Songs of luv&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/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSBJOlJvRJI/AAAAAAAAAaU/hhmgtzXWuzY/s1600-h/Picture11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSBJOlJvRJI/AAAAAAAAAaU/hhmgtzXWuzY/s320/Picture11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269292078863434898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this, 6 bucks. I wish T would have eff up the ice cream man. My Venezia would taste so much better and lucky enough, this, dint taste roadside-bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Goodnight everyone, have a nice day ahead later. I'll disclaim my wants for Xperia while in fitch bitch PHP coding class. Now, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-8281734089399138554?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/8281734089399138554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=8281734089399138554&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/8281734089399138554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/8281734089399138554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-sweet-is-this.html' title='How sweet is this?'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SSBJ_IIX8XI/AAAAAAAAAa0/k6h4e7rEtpY/s72-c/Picture2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-2795623581730600499</id><published>2008-11-16T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:47:52.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/distraught"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Distraught.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-2795623581730600499?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/2795623581730600499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=2795623581730600499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2795623581730600499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2795623581730600499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/distraught.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-2590454548594315109</id><published>2008-11-16T11:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T13:53:39.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Massage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR-1LbVvfII/AAAAAAAAAaM/AlX3Hom0Nvo/s1600-h/Picture6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR-1LbVvfII/AAAAAAAAAaM/AlX3Hom0Nvo/s320/Picture6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269129296968907906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR-1Kbpy2sI/AAAAAAAAAaE/fuZiP8G2u-Q/s1600-h/Picture5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 121px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR-1Kbpy2sI/AAAAAAAAAaE/fuZiP8G2u-Q/s320/Picture5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269129279873145538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR-1JuKsiTI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Ag1vaZMam6Q/s1600-h/Picture8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR-1JuKsiTI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Ag1vaZMam6Q/s320/Picture8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269129267663112498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR-1JPKkIYI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/W9yW22k_PUU/s1600-h/Picture7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR-1JPKkIYI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/W9yW22k_PUU/s320/Picture7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269129259341062530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR-1I_z1oTI/AAAAAAAAAZs/LARroOi9lGo/s1600-h/Picture4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR-1I_z1oTI/AAAAAAAAAZs/LARroOi9lGo/s320/Picture4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269129255219208498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the best massage by T. He could be a masseur for many ladies but I can't figure out how I'm even gonna imagine him touching numerous ladies' body. Then I recalled in Love Wrecked, Amanda's best friend, a guy, was a masseur during summer job at a resort and he was told to go under an armpit of this up-sized woman. Apparently he was to dig out his watch when it was stuck! in her armpit  and gross was there sticky lumps of mucus kind of shit under it, wokay gross! That scene was funny. I could catch it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended job @ Gelare already! I think it's good but I might miss working there, I will miss a pretty few people but that of course not the big mouth manager, oopsy. I seriously hate that mouth of his, ever hate someone's mouth that much? He's fine, really, but not his mouth. I have so much to go on about his mouth I'd better stop. A big fat mouth. Up till now, I love bitching him only with L. I'd go on and on, she'd make me feel good bitching. Hahhas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I want Xperia while reading up on other's post wanting Blackberry Bold, I think of my Xperia. Wokay, that's today for Xperia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-2590454548594315109?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/2590454548594315109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=2590454548594315109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2590454548594315109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2590454548594315109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-massage.html' title='Good Massage'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR-1LbVvfII/AAAAAAAAAaM/AlX3Hom0Nvo/s72-c/Picture6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-5208877169978768250</id><published>2008-11-15T12:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T13:46:57.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh pups!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You'd rarely see me posting up on a Saturday morning or noon. Well this is it, I'm doing it now because I'm too bored, because I'll be going out only later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amount of snacks I binged, would bring me a long way to skinny, thank you, T.&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's Pop Potato Snack! I love this, ingredients are simple, flour, salt, potato, sugar and cooking oil. Sounds healthy, isn't? Of course, they are still snack come on. Wokay, as you see, I love self talking very. much. on a Saturday or rather, everyday. I just love this space so much! So if you read this space I think it's good or bad wokay you decide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, finally meet up with L for slap-up meal. I like it, I love L. No, no pics, I'av been stuck with this ugly specs, I am going to get new one with L soon. But today I get to go out with contact lenses,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; shiok&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to post how much I want Xperia everyday so today, I want Xperia. Let's see how long would this go (since the previous post I was jumpy to know the launch of Xperia) before I stop. Xperia is such a nice name. I also like the name Poopies maybe I don't name my future Pomeranian/Shih Tzu as Tobbie, I'll name him Poopies. Poopies goes for either a male or female!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR5UJqysloI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Puk8E-K32s0/s1600-h/guqwtzerurxg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR5UJqysloI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Puk8E-K32s0/s320/guqwtzerurxg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268741139152541314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's Pomeranian! If only this is Poopies, I'd not be here typing a post away. I'd be cuddling him in couch! Fat hope fat fat hope, dream a little dream I should stop and go get prepare my outing with T! &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.lepetitpuppynyc.com/puppysection.html"&gt;Go y'all, learn more of pups on boring Saturday?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stay in love&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-5208877169978768250?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/5208877169978768250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=5208877169978768250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5208877169978768250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5208877169978768250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-pups.html' title='Oh pups!'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR5UJqysloI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Puk8E-K32s0/s72-c/guqwtzerurxg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-1535182155834956187</id><published>2008-11-14T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T13:47:02.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>My sister has flew off to Taiwan this morning and ought to feel bad, I didn't wish her bon vogage or anything and I'em still not quite wanting to talk to her. With mine or not, it doesn't matter. Of course, we'd be fine after 7 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours later I get to jump on T and hug him to max like he's a teddy bear. Class is quite done, I'll just surf net and more net. I think streetsnap.lj is good read. I'll be heading down to Sungei rd rly soon because I wanna get stuff. I miss Jess alrdy, I pretty much wanting her to hit the thieves market, only we'd bitch about how good or how bad junks are. I hate junks, hate second-hand stuff because I smelt old on them, but i think Jess would make me feel better even if they are old, they'd probably turn new, you never know! I think other would just go eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'em quite tired chewing Bee Bee snack, wokay Bee Bee snack made me miss Jess. Why do I have a tail at the back and why do Jess got to step on it last night, and so why do I got to get mad with her by going dumb, why she got to go Taiwan today? oh why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-1535182155834956187?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/1535182155834956187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=1535182155834956187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1535182155834956187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1535182155834956187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-7357689225716229986</id><published>2008-11-13T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:15:25.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not quite done with.</title><content type='html'>Hello Oreo Cheesecake,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's me again, I am going to hit the sack right after this. I didn't even bother to look at my phone since I got back home from dinner because I'em not in hope you'd call. But so much so, I want to call and tell you how sad i felt, no. I need to take things easy so I am not ranting but telling you life's pretty upset for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess is leaving to another country, I have yet any idea how poignant I would feel because right now, we are not quite in good term. She stepped on my tails over the dinner. So I went dumb (not speaking at all) after dinner. So you can say, yay, I haven't quite done talking for 2 hours already. Well done! I can keep quiet for so long I have never know. (besides the point I'em talking to one of my classmate, Chong, while appearing offline, I am really away from anyone's reach.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could say I am still excited I'd see you tomorrow, especially I don't have to work after school, wokay I'em happy at least. But you'd see my lips are together, I ain't smiling. Don't worry I am super fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muffin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-7357689225716229986?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/7357689225716229986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=7357689225716229986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7357689225716229986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7357689225716229986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-quite-done-with.html' title='Not quite done with.'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-4911220170263075904</id><published>2008-11-13T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T12:04:12.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good business plan@Jolliepoopies</title><content type='html'>I was doing on this submission of a talk I had attended just last week, I decided to post this boring chunk here. I think I wrote it too well. I have good business concept in mind, you can never doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR5HVyWWahI/AAAAAAAAAYg/wNdch8BemJY/s1600-h/unique.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR5HVyWWahI/AAAAAAAAAYg/wNdch8BemJY/s320/unique.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268727053688400402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In order to come out with a good business plan, ensuring the attraction of potential investors to it, one out of many factors, importantly it's the unique of a business plan, unique product, unique services and so here it is, unique is the key factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR5IReFNFBI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Eq3CGPpOUNQ/s1600-h/MarlboroKids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR5IReFNFBI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Eq3CGPpOUNQ/s320/MarlboroKids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268728079039927314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In addition to uniqueness of a business plan, I'd put in effort to advertising the product in order to attract potential investors. Before, I'd probably done up a survey to measure the extent the business plan could reach to most of the audience. Detailed market research is one of those key factor to good business plan you'd not want to miss out! Remember, the public could be your customers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR5JLgfykJI/AAAAAAAAAY4/YXpA19F9sgE/s1600-h/iron+man+competition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR5JLgfykJI/AAAAAAAAAY4/YXpA19F9sgE/s320/iron+man+competition.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268729076120719506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not just yet, also bear in mind of your competitors, you should never overlook them as unambiguously as you know they are your competitors, the one competing with you for customers and those potential investors whom you want to attract them to your plan. Hence, never forget a detailed competitor research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR5HhGY-OcI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ToWs8mRjGYY/s1600-h/teamwork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR5HhGY-OcI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ToWs8mRjGYY/s320/teamwork.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268727248046668226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Business plan would be successful with two or more people to form a team in creating a business plan. More minds, more ideas during brainstorming would definitely come in context. A good business plan therefore would need a strong management team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR5F-REpDNI/AAAAAAAAAYI/ElwonRCtUXU/s1600-h/time_is_money_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR5F-REpDNI/AAAAAAAAAYI/ElwonRCtUXU/s200/time_is_money_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268725550107135186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time to be spent on this business plan should not be too scarce. Time is money and money is time. I believe that the amount of time you put into an idea shows it's work, the more time you spent on it, the better an idea will get because there is constant improvement over the times till it gets the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR5KDrARBqI/AAAAAAAAAZA/a4TMXw2hjwo/s1600-h/jmo1556l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR5KDrARBqI/AAAAAAAAAZA/a4TMXw2hjwo/s320/jmo1556l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268730041013962402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With all, there are more factors in coming up with a good business plan. One of the next is being clear and concise in your business plan. This business plan has got to be the most realistic thing you can ever see of!  Subsequently, be confident with your work! It's your work so be proud of it, you must show that this really is a plan for running your business. Demonstrate yourself to every aspect of this business plan, from understanding the product to knowing how to sell the products and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the above key factors of a good business plan, yes, the business plan is bound to be a success, an eye-catching business plan that every potential investors would grab for it!&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/8039567285975404319-4911220170263075904?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/4911220170263075904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=4911220170263075904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4911220170263075904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4911220170263075904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-business-planjolliepoopies.html' title='Good business plan@Jolliepoopies'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR5HVyWWahI/AAAAAAAAAYg/wNdch8BemJY/s72-c/unique.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-3033878887406746328</id><published>2008-11-12T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T11:31:05.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Petition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.petition4fairtransport.org/the-petition/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR5COwcj8vI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wLQAnIk4lgM/s320/petition.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268721435360359154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You should really see how bestie and I arranged the tables and chairs over at Starbuck@Simei. We are cool to get this, and that's it! the people working here is gonna be real fed up with us to arrange all back to decent. This is a mess I swear, I wish I'd take a photo now and post it up here but no use, I'av got no cable or anything to transfer. Bluetooth decided to be dead on me. and just a second ago, we both got shoot by AK47 with it's suppressive fire by the one of this people working here. Oh whatever, I really don't care but to patronize with oh yeah, I'em sorry, on another hand, sincerely of course. I'em really sorry because we are desperately wanting to study for our stuff you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For goshsake! I can't believe how unfair life could be. JC/ITE institution are being charged for $27.50 for bus concession and I just paid a hell of 52 bucks for mine after getting pay. Signed the petition, I hope it works and that'd means more savings. Hell, it's so much of a difference, come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'em quite done here, bye.&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-3033878887406746328?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/3033878887406746328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=3033878887406746328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3033878887406746328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3033878887406746328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/petition.html' title='The Petition'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SR5COwcj8vI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wLQAnIk4lgM/s72-c/petition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-5649406484849501236</id><published>2008-11-11T17:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:14:23.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say hello to C-sy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SRlYXYv9c6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/NZ7jq4yDrmk/s1600-h/DSC02575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SRlYXYv9c6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/NZ7jq4yDrmk/s320/DSC02575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267338397990351778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soon enough I'd be heading out for work, it's great I get to come back home earlier and chillaxing for just a while. And even better when I get to ramdomly chat with Alby baby for good 20 mins or so. I have no clue she finds me a bugger. Cross finger, hope you're not, Alby baby! Anyway, it's fixed. I have fixed time with Naif's (my tuition kid) mum on next Wednesday and good I hope this would go a long way because it's good earnings and my childhood ambitious is afterall palying a part in reality- a person who teach, teacher. Though not a class of 30 but this is fine. I hopeNaif is a good kid, I hope everything goes very well for that I'em trying to reach out far this time. God, please sprinkle gold dust on me to be a lucky tutor, a good one!&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/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SRlYYDbKsXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/I308cz_gdc8/s1600-h/DSC02566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SRlYYDbKsXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/I308cz_gdc8/s320/DSC02566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267338409445863794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A dog smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SRlYXsYufyI/AAAAAAAAAW8/hyZMoxuhhXs/s1600-h/DSC02571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SRlYXsYufyI/AAAAAAAAAW8/hyZMoxuhhXs/s320/DSC02571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267338403261611810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SRlYXILjzNI/AAAAAAAAAWs/wkSLQfQgtoU/s1600-h/DSC02569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SRlYXILjzNI/AAAAAAAAAWs/wkSLQfQgtoU/s320/DSC02569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267338393542708434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh kiss me jolliedyne...said C-sy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then follow by, I'd probably say bye to Gelare and get to eat waffle on Tuesday with love ones. Tutoring would only takes up one and a half hour of each 3 days, out of a week which leaves me with more quality time with the family, besides friends and so over the weekends, more time for the boy. But hopefully not more time to spend money. Gosh, I spent it so quickly on a item online after iBanking device is activated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I might be pretty upset Jess baby is leaving on Friday to Taiwan, A good 7 days, one week without her rant and screaming me fat. After all, she motivated me to keep fit, go slim, so I'd fit in her jeans perfectly one fine day. On happier note, I'av go online searching for more appareal images to get her busy with shopping clothes for our wardrobe. And next I'll be busy in a salon to get my hair fix real nicely, image of a hairdo is ready in my laptop! I'em so excited. But I'em still indecisive of which salon. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DS-lite&lt;br /&gt;Backpack&lt;br /&gt;XPERIA&lt;br /&gt;Leather Jacket&lt;br /&gt;Keep Fit, Go slim&lt;br /&gt;Hairdo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will create a list soon (:&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-5649406484849501236?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/5649406484849501236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=5649406484849501236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5649406484849501236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5649406484849501236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/say-hello-to-c-sy.html' title='Say hello to C-sy'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SRlYXYv9c6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/NZ7jq4yDrmk/s72-c/DSC02575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-4487798118162398309</id><published>2008-11-11T10:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T15:00:00.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SRkotgmToJI/AAAAAAAAAWk/KlaoJAd8QMo/s1600-h/DSC02595.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Should I centralised my words or left alignment is better? Anyway, interesting! I always craved for chocolate whenever the days I have to wear diapers. I tried a new label of choc, Milkyway, gosh! milkyway, midnight dark choc. I think there shouldn't be caramel and vanilla nougat inside, taste really too sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today's SA&amp;amp;D module sounds dull. I have hard time concentrating, just because it's computer science kind of thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-4487798118162398309?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/4487798118162398309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=4487798118162398309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4487798118162398309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4487798118162398309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/chocolates.html' title='Chocolates'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-2165876509048410134</id><published>2008-11-10T22:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:30:35.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XPERIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People I tell you yay, XPERIA (X1) is out. Long waiting yo. J baby caught the advertistment just now! But we yet gonna get because it's first batch kind of thing, hello we'em not stupid, so I'll see XPERIA (X1) probably 3-4 months later. Woah, I'av a wishlist now. XPERIA (X1) please be mine (and jess).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have found another blog space, known blogsome. No, I'em not changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa! I'em real excited about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-KmR9zDXHJQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-KmR9zDXHJQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-2165876509048410134?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/2165876509048410134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=2165876509048410134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2165876509048410134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2165876509048410134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/xperia.html' title='XPERIA'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-3586971067446952177</id><published>2008-11-10T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:36:33.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So it's presentation time now, I'av nothing to do because I'em all ready to present my shit to the floor. I want to talk about my weekends anyway. I finally caught HSM, I brought Ted's sister out and caught it with popcorns and zappel. HSM is a 5 out of 5 popcorns. I really think the whole show is a dream. I wished to be in it! Sing along while I dance with those coolio expression. (Raised hand, I'em very good at making expression while dancing.) No but wait, before all, it's, I finally get to see Ted after a week, you know how excited we both were? Ahs! You don't know. So good to see him and to be able to catch a movie with him so I could update our Movie Log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we had two rows, which I'em totally remorseful about. Why am I always doing this to him? Teddy, you know I'em sorry, you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokay, I just wanna say i watched HSM and I love Vanessa Hudgens that's all.&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/8039567285975404319-3586971067446952177?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/3586971067446952177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=3586971067446952177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3586971067446952177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3586971067446952177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-its-presentation-time-now-iav.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-8501701085168123889</id><published>2008-11-10T13:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:19:30.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need to get high, seriously. I'em super stress and so I can't tell you how much I am being excited to head home, see jess, get excited with her new buys of vest at the thrift store. and we talk talk talk and later in the night, I'd see Alby and get high though I still felt there's something keeping the both of us nearer. Just something, i can't figure out either. But wait, I thought I wouldn't meet her uh, mom isn't working so she'd def. making dinner. Oh gosh, when will I be able to see Al seriously. I need to see her before I decided I no longer gonna see my best friend. o.k forget about dinner at home, just meet Al because I'll be smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something gross to go along this post, I am having menses today, it's worst when it falls on Monday. Monday blueeeeeeeeeee, what's more, I'av the shittiest module with codes and more codes soon you will see me turning Dan Brown who wrote Da Vinci Code. Gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just completed most part of this stupid code I'em not caring it and ta! presentation later, yeah yeah go ahead go ahead bomb with questions and I'll shoot blood to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfgosh, I burnt my tongue with hot choco. well done.&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/8039567285975404319-8501701085168123889?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/8501701085168123889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=8501701085168123889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/8501701085168123889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/8501701085168123889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-need-to-get-high-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-3984942653779332705</id><published>2008-11-09T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T22:49:44.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little Miko, was so damn cute to name me Zun Zun. She kept Zun Zun me here, Zun Zun me there. She's leaving tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So is that boo boo dickhead! In fact, left! Hate him for being so insensitive of my feelings! Gosh, o.k. my babygirl left. She is just so adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, waiting for my late pay to come my way and I'em hitting the salon first. Not sure which is the best one for such a hairdo. Set aside hair, this morning, I got myself another bag, I got it for a steal at only 6 buckeroos wokay! For goodsake, pretty spacious to put my usual must bring stuff in! WOkay, I'em happy yo. Boo boo dickhead encouraged me to get if I like it and he paid for it but I'd pay him back but it's just so cool, my someone pay for my something. I always think it's so pretty scene, for a materialistic kind of people. I'em a partial materialistic. Only.on.Ted. I always think boyfriend should do this. Wokay, maybe I'em wrong, maybe not all of you think like I do. Wokay because I am me, you're not me! BOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have set my eyes on so many nice clothes. Vest and leather jacket Woohoo! and the face slimming plaster! Wahaha being rich is good, but I'em on my way there, not now, not soon, but one fine day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though the boo boo dickhead treated me like this, I'mma cool down and holla him up, after I do this, after I done with tv-prog watching, after I put face shop's cream on my face, after I tissue off the cream, after I bathe, after I brush teeth, after I shit, after I tied plaits for tomorrow's curly wormly hairstyle. I liko liko! after I lied on my bed, after I sleep oh no no before I sleep. I said so much, I think I'em still angry with him oh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wokay I'em going to do all the stuff I mentioned above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-3984942653779332705?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/3984942653779332705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=3984942653779332705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3984942653779332705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3984942653779332705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-miko-was-so-damn-cute-to-name-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-7857376961079845955</id><published>2008-11-07T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:48:56.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>News @ Jolliefella</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This, you got to see because &lt;a href="http://www.straitstimes.com/Breaking%2BNews/Singapore/Story/STIStory_299160.html?vgnmr=1"&gt;I love you &lt;/a&gt;C:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-7857376961079845955?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/7857376961079845955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=7857376961079845955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7857376961079845955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7857376961079845955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/news-jolliefella.html' title='News @ Jolliefella'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-1359662414806062850</id><published>2008-11-06T10:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:32:57.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diet Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wooperdeedoo! Daddypop sent me to school, rock on Daddypop! First day of class here, after a week plus two days self declared vacation, back with OS for the first lesson gosh! But I'em suppose I'll be doing pretty well, because I'em happy today. Also, it's soon the dateline for searching of FYP mates, I was pretty much worry as I'em often absent for class but my classmate, Chong, I might join him, he was pretty welcoming me. That, of course made me delightful because he's good, he's the one I enjoyed doing work with and it's not that I'em bad at project work, teamwork or something, in fact I'em very participative and G R E A T at it, (I swear upon my diet plan) so FYP, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; worry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'em gonna start this space with my diet plan. Be bored with it, today's Day 1. I could name this Dyne's Diet Log or something uh? Quite a good idea. It's never out of mind to be slim and to look great, feel great. I think confidence or whatsoever kick off from appearance. That shall be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DYNE'S DIET LOG &lt;/span&gt;(HAHA) oh whatever uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to dress up for school, simple jeans, turquoise singlet, and a cardigan to cover up flabby arms, a backpack to cover the big butt. I was pretty &lt;s&gt;skinny&lt;/s&gt; not fat when I don't eat and when I do poo-poo in the night, when noon falls, ta! all fats say hello to World. One day, I wish I could take off this piece of cardigan on me so ta! I'em all ready for diet plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiwan star, Joe Chen motivates me, for real.&lt;br /&gt;As she was talking about her diet plan to maintain slim, I shall do the same. It's never too late yo, never too shameful to go on diet! I'em very positive this time, YO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good.Luck.to.me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'em off to letting other smell my feet!&lt;br /&gt;*jingles my toes*&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/8039567285975404319-1359662414806062850?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/1359662414806062850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=1359662414806062850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1359662414806062850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1359662414806062850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/diet-plan.html' title='Diet Plan'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-1089094529574567044</id><published>2008-11-05T12:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T12:25:19.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'em back in Sg since yesterday noon. I swear the trip is hella fun yo! I want to go on more trip with my Ah Ma. I have the coolest hip Ah Ma in this planet! It's good bonding session with the family and I get to see Po Po, Khong Khong at the cemetery. I miss Po Po. because I only grew up to know Po Po.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 20 mins past 12, I better get going to work if not it's 10 bucks of loss. Thanks to Mom, the first 5 is gone! Because I thought she hasn't got key with her, I waited for her to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited I'em back though. I though I'em falling sick soon though, I had a big head with huge bunch of hair! I feel heavy I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&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/8039567285975404319-1089094529574567044?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/1089094529574567044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=1089094529574567044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1089094529574567044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1089094529574567044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/iem-back-in-sg-since-yesterday-noon.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-4428068221181473860</id><published>2008-11-02T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:48:29.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's third day here! Next stop:  Genting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Al and Teddy only. (Ooopsy!)&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/8039567285975404319-4428068221181473860?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/4428068221181473860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=4428068221181473860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4428068221181473860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4428068221181473860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/11/at-malaysia.html' title='At Malaysia'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-8255703253827395273</id><published>2008-10-31T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:32:22.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Goodbye for 5 good days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am off to Malaysia tonight. I'll be travelling various places at Malaysia. Gosh, it's a go for 5 days. I'll miss out so much in Singapore. I'll miss Alby especially, I'll miss Teddy...I'll probably miss Bestie and Baby Heng. I can't join them for fun, gonna miss a bit of that. Suppose to go Zouk for Halloween Party like all other typical cool people but...yay that's about it. I'm a superman now. Crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQsGeHv0mrI/AAAAAAAAAU0/FCXHWHXU4Og/s1600-h/PhotoFunia_171e7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQsGeHv0mrI/AAAAAAAAAU0/FCXHWHXU4Og/s320/PhotoFunia_171e7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263307704058026674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Things between me and Teddy are better. now.&lt;br /&gt;I will change for a better now. (If what I was, was not any good.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Alby, lastly. It's a challenge in our friendship. We'av each other! I was there for her and she was there for me. Thanks baby. I feel great to have you around!&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/8039567285975404319-8255703253827395273?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/8255703253827395273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=8255703253827395273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/8255703253827395273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/8255703253827395273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/say-goodbye-for-5-good-days.html' title='Say Goodbye for 5 good days'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQsGeHv0mrI/AAAAAAAAAU0/FCXHWHXU4Og/s72-c/PhotoFunia_171e7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-991889730338988779</id><published>2008-10-31T11:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:18:53.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQp421CRd0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/BCSwFc_GBj4/s1600-h/fchsOY_mLvwNukz3ASj4VQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQp421CRd0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/BCSwFc_GBj4/s320/fchsOY_mLvwNukz3ASj4VQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263151997880727362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to my PP Assessment yo!&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-991889730338988779?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/991889730338988779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=991889730338988779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/991889730338988779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/991889730338988779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/wishing.html' title='Wishing'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQp421CRd0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/BCSwFc_GBj4/s72-c/fchsOY_mLvwNukz3ASj4VQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-4347332387541764190</id><published>2008-10-29T22:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T00:35:30.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thrift Store</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe where I had went to today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQiGHn_QQ1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/C-G8HELJoA0/s1600-h/2389613317_7f1ef19d8b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQiGHn_QQ1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/C-G8HELJoA0/s320/2389613317_7f1ef19d8b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262603630133920594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(image taken from http://tomorrow.sg/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small thrift shop called "Something Old Something New" which is located in the Simei Care Centre, near Changi Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I thought I'av traveled back on the days I was at U.S.A, California, San Fransisco!&lt;br /&gt;There were many of these kind of stores in SF, everyone would love. I remembered how I did not like stuff there as they were mostly or all, as second-handed. However, as I grew older I realized how the saying goes like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'someone's junk is another one's treasure.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, though there's nothing that caught my eyes for today's trip. I managed to get a few stuffs at the other thrift store which located beside SOSN, like Mother and Child...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there'd be a bazaar on our way during December on the 6th. I can't wait for it to grab coolio stuff!&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-4347332387541764190?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/4347332387541764190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=4347332387541764190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4347332387541764190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4347332387541764190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/thrift-store.html' title='Thrift Store'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQiGHn_QQ1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/C-G8HELJoA0/s72-c/2389613317_7f1ef19d8b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-1926393881686169501</id><published>2008-10-29T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:09:16.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Leaving a person is difficult than a person leaving you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-1926393881686169501?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/1926393881686169501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=1926393881686169501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1926393881686169501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1926393881686169501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/leaving-person-is-difficult-than-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-1789301582074003079</id><published>2008-10-29T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T11:52:40.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama drama drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Yesterday was over&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Today is another start&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, no trip no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Good enough, I am going to get my project completely done by a day or two. and the next thing you know, it's project presentation on the next day, geez! I am honestly trembling in mind for the thought of presentation, alone, in front of I'av no clue how many facilitators...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I am going to get ready to a trip to polytechnic school down my place to get all printing done!&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading with Bestie so I'em not quite alone.&lt;br /&gt;I might probably call up Breasty to do lunch or maybe not, and I am contemplating to get Adverlets down, the jump of 2 cents only, I think it's redundant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am I fine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I neither fine nor not fine.&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-1789301582074003079?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/1789301582074003079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=1789301582074003079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1789301582074003079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1789301582074003079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/drama-drama-drama.html' title='Drama drama drama'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-1371289888574216960</id><published>2008-10-27T10:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T11:01:00.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spelt fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna share how much fun I had over at T's place last night. We were fighting, dancing, grabbing each other, slam each other, pulling and pushing, acting drama in different roles and  etc...So much to list out. It's really long since we had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to spend time with his little cute cousin and two adorable yet irritating monsters on Spongebob Squarepants' Monopoly. The kids were so cute as in I have to promise them on playing, they eat their dinner as told. I am qualified mother, teacher, child-care cher (I used to calling teacher as cher in those days) FOR KIDS ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost get the AK's camp job, that's it though. I will do it the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to type this here, even though Bestie will not see this or maybe see this some other time (since I'em publicing it), he gagged (threw up) over a movie just last night after catching REC. how horrible (bloody) can this show be? No clue but gosh it wouldn never be my thing to catch. But seriously, I am SO HAPPY he called me to walk him through the park because he was a sacredy cat. (If it's not that I don't wanna hear the details of REC he'd gradually go into...I'd chat with him longer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he replied like this: Your scared spelt wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really cool, because you'd see this kind of thing in &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/reader/0786890762/ref=sib_dp_pt#reader-link"&gt;Rosie Dunne&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'av got to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: I did not pass or fail the challenge. Dee (my friend at work) decided to change our shift back.&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/8039567285975404319-1371289888574216960?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/1371289888574216960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=1371289888574216960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1371289888574216960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1371289888574216960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/spelt-fun.html' title='Spelt fun'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-3998161256184095844</id><published>2008-10-26T00:56:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T01:26:29.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNSC2CTnUI/AAAAAAAAATs/rWeB_Efxs3E/s1600-h/24102008%28012%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNSC2CTnUI/AAAAAAAAATs/rWeB_Efxs3E/s320/24102008%28012%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261138998517275970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNSCqF6fUI/AAAAAAAAATk/W8dppxgJXZE/s1600-h/24102008%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNSCqF6fUI/AAAAAAAAATk/W8dppxgJXZE/s320/24102008%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261138995311181122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a great night last night in anyway, I did face mask with T. where T's aunt taught us the right way for facial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNQdJvvqTI/AAAAAAAAASc/9P1cOZoY2Fg/s1600-h/25102008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNQdJvvqTI/AAAAAAAAASc/9P1cOZoY2Fg/s320/25102008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261137251461474610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNTCgEyNKI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Q7dp1Jx7QN8/s1600-h/25102008%28013%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNTCgEyNKI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Q7dp1Jx7QN8/s320/25102008%28013%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261140092133717154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNQdb3rAmI/AAAAAAAAASk/oX-YR2THifQ/s1600-h/25102008%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNQdb3rAmI/AAAAAAAAASk/oX-YR2THifQ/s320/25102008%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261137256326562402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNQdXTuwpI/AAAAAAAAASs/RRv9rCWKGac/s1600-h/25102008%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNQdXTuwpI/AAAAAAAAASs/RRv9rCWKGac/s320/25102008%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261137255102071442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNQdmkHVjI/AAAAAAAAAS0/jVmhyLmzSPo/s1600-h/25102008%28014%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNQdmkHVjI/AAAAAAAAAS0/jVmhyLmzSPo/s320/25102008%28014%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261137259197322802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would go for it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNQd6l1WPI/AAAAAAAAAS8/AtFfWqsrS3w/s1600-h/25102008%28020%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNQd6l1WPI/AAAAAAAAAS8/AtFfWqsrS3w/s320/25102008%28020%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261137264573241586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's at Simei, one of those hawker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNThqwblwI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Ho4v1x5kt3s/s1600-h/25102008%28021%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNThqwblwI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Ho4v1x5kt3s/s320/25102008%28021%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261140627577083650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomorrow's a long full shift working, for the first time. Like it goes for me and al, it's call a challenge to pass or fail. I'll tell again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.senioryear.com.sg/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNVJ54gZiI/AAAAAAAAAUU/BUHFBUWisUE/s400/HSMCHOW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261142418343880226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Click on image, search for this familiar piece and vote!)&lt;br /&gt;Jess baby's face is absurdly i-like!&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/8039567285975404319-3998161256184095844?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/3998161256184095844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=3998161256184095844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3998161256184095844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3998161256184095844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-had-great-night-last-night-in-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQNSC2CTnUI/AAAAAAAAATs/rWeB_Efxs3E/s72-c/24102008%28012%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-2127278183411178261</id><published>2008-10-24T10:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T13:56:26.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I noticed the constant three days of pouring.&lt;br /&gt;It caused me really sleepy each morning. This morning, no exception. Something different was that I had murmur conversation with Jess and distinctly recollect I pursed my lips for a peck and murmured "Best of luck!" for her examination. The next moment you know, I was snuggling in my blanket instead of doing school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a simple yet heartfelt way of wishing her on her O's Maths. (I only aware it's an O's during brekkie with the family by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A start of morning, I have not touch on my Personal Profiling of Subway Restaurant and I got my eyes set on other journals. I voted for one of the blogger's scrapbook for Canon Powershot E1. It is r e a l l y a cute scrapbook with the sunny sun, fish bone, various faces... I thought she has really depicts on how great the functions of the camera. If it's not for the t o o - c u t e design of a camera, I'd probably be interested.&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I really have good sights, no? She is currently W A Y leading in the contest.&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-2127278183411178261?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/2127278183411178261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=2127278183411178261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2127278183411178261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2127278183411178261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-noticed-constant-three-days-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-3443730574452517773</id><published>2008-10-24T01:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T01:32:30.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.advertlets.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 114px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQC0zN8g3uI/AAAAAAAAASU/DyrPscLN4Y0/s400/adverlets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260403156778540770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of e-commerce business model to generate revenue, Affiliate Model: Pay-per-click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys (a few of you there), I joined Adverlets out of fun and of course, to earn some cash if possible. So click as you go or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; here's another one that I'em pretty proud to share.&lt;br /&gt;Tell your friends about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://femmevogue.livejournal.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQC0bKybS6I/AAAAAAAAASM/Op4TIeF6wFQ/s400/blog+advertise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260402743614065570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(curious? click on image to know more.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-3443730574452517773?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/3443730574452517773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=3443730574452517773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3443730574452517773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3443730574452517773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-of-e-commerce-business-model-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SQC0zN8g3uI/AAAAAAAAASU/DyrPscLN4Y0/s72-c/adverlets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-7116446427675978054</id><published>2008-10-23T13:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T13:44:08.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't got a clue what I'em gloomy about or rather should I be gloomy about T H A T.&lt;br /&gt;So much of friends who go ahead with movie without me.&lt;br /&gt;I think they'av just accidentally left me out of the picture. I know, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I feel, not again STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;I feel totally a dummy to be excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'av so much in mind making me knackered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Daz is cool like that, have good chat with her and s** is an endless topic, isn't it? I need some rest very badly. I will sleep my day tomorrow so it's fine without movie-catching. I'll buy the DVD or something, pop in popcorns and slouch into couch, or I'll catch it with T &amp;amp; two monsters after their examinations or I'll buy the DVD and catch it with T &amp;amp; two monsters pop in popcorns and slouch into couch, after their examinations. or I'll catch it with Alby or I'll buy DVD and catch it with my little sister.&lt;br /&gt;Baby sister, I miss her terribly much now.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes can barely opened up. My eyes welled with tears. My vision is blurred. My head is almost spinning. I'em almost knackered.&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/8039567285975404319-7116446427675978054?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/7116446427675978054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=7116446427675978054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7116446427675978054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7116446427675978054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-havent-got-clue-what-iem-gloomy-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-3092085045997144812</id><published>2008-10-23T09:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T11:48:55.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP_Y1yqNCQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/y4YqHlFnP-w/s1600-h/driving_in_the_raining_day_by_wizaro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP_Y1yqNCQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/y4YqHlFnP-w/s400/driving_in_the_raining_day_by_wizaro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260161308435482882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I step out of the doorstep, several thoughts overwhelm my soul. I am doing school now, but not the class. One of the favorite piece by Jay C- "Rainbow" is currently in the air. The pianist is playing it. So now you know where I am, that's right, the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if the pianist is paid, he is a student of RP I reckon.&lt;br /&gt;but so the question is if he's paid...b'cause he's here since I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I had a good cry, burst into T. "I know I have a bad character, in fact". More or less, I sensed T. changed, in the past he'd care of me more than I do, he'd leave text to make me feel wonder, this time, he wanted sleep so badly. I have no idea, you might say I'd be too sensitive. Is it woman's nature- we'av sixth sense, I merely used it very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Gosh, the pianist is playing one of the incredible piece in Jay C's movie "Secret". He goes on with my favorite piece, "The Promise of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PuKongYin&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;By the way, what exactly is the word for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PuKongYin&lt;/span&gt;, is he a person or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good sleep, I overslept, and hence I'em in the library and not class. Or is it that I want some time alone. I need to think. I need to cry sometimes, I ain't strong, and so whenever I cried, why would you hush me? You know how much I don't cry, I don't like being hush and ta! you forget about it. In fact, I am still sad, no idea what I am sad over. I think again, I reflected I am sad over being like me- someone who place everyone else in thought first. Not again, T. scolded me for being that, telling me how much I shouldn't blame myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I calmed, I tried to think of it, that's the way.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, initially, it was a planned trip by me and Al, but it all turn out to be another person. He is inviting K. along and so K's intention was inviting Al and ta! there's no more me in picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Al, it's not if I am going and you are, I am not &amp;amp; you are not. At least, that's not what K think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pondered repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;Why would selfish people like them thinking the whole trip is because of them? Oh because they are selfish Ta! They sucks, big time. They are big straws, I know.&lt;br /&gt;If they ever know how much I am blaming myself over all this...those egocentric. Oh please, now they lose, b'cause I'em out of their dumb game. I'em not paying for these kind of trip, I earned 5 an hour, gosh sake... ( I em even thinking of quitting now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel dumb, I should have feel dumb right from the start when the whole plan become theirs. Al, it's not how you should feel that way b'cause you're welcome by them, gosh they both like you for their own reasons and bla! Put yourself in my shoes and you will know what I meant, seriously, put yourself in my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I em done ranting, almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This yet the worst in anyone's life, I considered.&lt;br /&gt;Buttyleney who is being grouped with Cheena people could be worst. I have ever been in her place, like a day of a team with all cheena and they went like can you speak mandarine more often. Like what the hell, I hit NO into their face. What is Butty gonna do, gosh...it's probably more than a day, absolutely...I'em very worried for her but seriously what can I do for her? I was suggesting to call her up telling her to change class or what not, appeal to change a team, through Whopperbar, I learnt, she tried all these ways but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Buttylene, I know she wouldn't see these but I'd text her up some day ah ha maybe later through Msn or what not. You know you are not gonna hate your life for such setbacks, come on you're not, babe! There are more unfortunate people out there, think of that and you'd not feel it's the worst. Oh well, what's with working with those same guys (I reckon, those same Cheena guys you meant) Simply get over and done with it like in 3 days time? Rush the project or something and Ta! SING A HAPPY SONG because you don't have to face them anymore! Comeon buttylene, it's a short while, a small setback in life. You're bad in luck now, but who knows the next moment you might strike lottery! (Ok, if only you buy it which apparently you don't) so I'd make another example, gosh knows the next moment you went "OH GOSH, my bank has a million!" (o.k r e a l l y something like that, you get the flow yo.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So buttylene, I'd not allow you to feel so low and what's with crying alone, comeon, you're crying with the stairs yo! baby, you're lucky, you do play the piano thing so play it, cry out...it'd be fabulous! &amp;amp; once you're done, shut the piano and ta! face those dumb guys. and after the dumb guys, we go HSM to see your Zac and my Vanessa, alright? Yay, happy aint you? I'em excited...it's 24th! Vanessa is hot hot hot piping hot with the curl black hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to talk offline anyway, Lene cheered me up unknowingly. Great yo. Time for lunch with lessy Daz. I miss her yo!&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/8039567285975404319-3092085045997144812?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/3092085045997144812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=3092085045997144812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3092085045997144812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3092085045997144812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/moment-i-step-out-of-doorstep-several.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP_Y1yqNCQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/y4YqHlFnP-w/s72-c/driving_in_the_raining_day_by_wizaro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-1690616181057419972</id><published>2008-10-22T12:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T12:43:35.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a lighter, happier note, I saw this on the bus yesterday and totally went excited about it. When I got to T's place I had to share it and so ask the two little monsters if they like watching HSM. Gosh they do, o.k... only the female monster was very excited (like I do!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, bring me to watch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP6rNs6qsjI/AAAAAAAAARs/reCZnHeRqrc/s1600-h/high_school_musical_3_poster_no_hotlinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP6rNs6qsjI/AAAAAAAAARs/reCZnHeRqrc/s400/high_school_musical_3_poster_no_hotlinking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259829666699194930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; for good sake, check this out to making you wanna watch it even badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/highschoolmusical3/"&gt;http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/highschoolmusical3/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear &lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/74160/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;Vanessa Hudgens is right after Lindsay Lohan.&lt;br /&gt;I meant I like LindsayLohan so I like Vanessa Hudgens like the next big thing.&lt;br /&gt;When I like them, I really wish I'd look something like them. (sound like I'em a poses shit)&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, boy are they gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;and maybe I'em gay, b'cause I see Zac gay here. (Haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP6t13fNoMI/AAAAAAAAAR0/E9z0NI6l0fc/s1600-h/hot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP6t13fNoMI/AAAAAAAAAR0/E9z0NI6l0fc/s400/hot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259832555754856642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited! at the the same time my PP poster is due on 27th Oct. Terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on happier note again...I'em day dreaming I'd be acting in HSM.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I want to dance and sing like they do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/74160/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-1690616181057419972?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/1690616181057419972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=1690616181057419972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1690616181057419972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1690616181057419972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-lighter-happier-note-i-saw-this-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP6rNs6qsjI/AAAAAAAAARs/reCZnHeRqrc/s72-c/high_school_musical_3_poster_no_hotlinking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-107901638935809009</id><published>2008-10-22T11:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T12:15:32.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP6npbRnhhI/AAAAAAAAARk/qxOamMdEo7g/s1600-h/19102008%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP6npbRnhhI/AAAAAAAAARk/qxOamMdEo7g/s320/19102008%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259825744953443858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lavish.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.lavish.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems a pretty good one to work a job at, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for a day&lt;/span&gt;, that is.&lt;br /&gt;I'em dread to find out the job would be extremely tiring or something like that. You know waitress, kind of thing! oh gosh, I actually agree to it b'cause being paid S$7 an hour is cool, (not.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out on their Weddings stuff, reckon it's pretty grand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how it'd be like later (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of food and all.&lt;br /&gt;I'av pass by somewhere cool the other day.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Fish &amp;amp; Co.&lt;/span&gt; has their own MacD kind of thing yo!&lt;br /&gt;I'av no idea which other outlets are there in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;but the one I saw was at Downtown East, Pasir Ris (East Side of SG)&lt;br /&gt;I'em quite eager to try it out when cash's in.&lt;br /&gt;I'av always like their calamari rings and so thinking of that, I'd probably set a dinner for the four of us, it's been long yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so it's known express (fast)&lt;br /&gt;ambiance there's nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP6lgpT-EWI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Fcfs7XUDwWk/s1600-h/18102008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP6lgpT-EWI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Fcfs7XUDwWk/s320/18102008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259823395079328098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you look so chubby when pouts. (lose that fabs, mama!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP6lghwP-aI/AAAAAAAAARE/2sjP7cRmdHg/s1600-h/19102008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP6lghwP-aI/AAAAAAAAARE/2sjP7cRmdHg/s320/19102008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259823393050458530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP6lgxKk2XI/AAAAAAAAARM/4CGFnQZrYig/s1600-h/19102008%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP6lgxKk2XI/AAAAAAAAARM/4CGFnQZrYig/s320/19102008%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259823397187410290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP6lhOGH-iI/AAAAAAAAARU/xImymw_6Bn0/s1600-h/19102008%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP6lhOGH-iI/AAAAAAAAARU/xImymw_6Bn0/s320/19102008%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259823404953369122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'em looking out for this,&lt;br /&gt;since the day I had it. I only go for the choc and strawberry. corn? eww.&lt;br /&gt;I called it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ling long ling long &lt;/span&gt;ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP6lhB_tpCI/AAAAAAAAARc/wxKgQMMaqJw/s1600-h/12102008%28009%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP6lhB_tpCI/AAAAAAAAARc/wxKgQMMaqJw/s320/12102008%28009%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259823401705251874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I seriously hate raining days. Now all my mood's gone &amp;amp; the question here it comes,&lt;br /&gt;should I go work?&lt;br /&gt;I rather stay the day out meeting Al, or look for patient T. Gosh, I can't made up my mind. I'd have put an aeroplane on my classmate that is and say bye to S$56. Gosh! That's really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading someone's journal. I thought this might help Vic to get his job sooner.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! Animation Designing is so narrow in SG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jobs.st701.com/"&gt;http://jobs.st701.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'd put it here to remind self to show it to Vic)&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/8039567285975404319-107901638935809009?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/107901638935809009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=107901638935809009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/107901638935809009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/107901638935809009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SP6npbRnhhI/AAAAAAAAARk/qxOamMdEo7g/s72-c/19102008%28002%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-7712454679860061876</id><published>2008-10-21T14:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T14:14:36.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;tell me how can I not love her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she called T. up to ask he's feeling better and checking about what was the problem behind the allergy method.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(apparently she doesn't know I'em with T.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom, i love her...b'cause I cannot not love her yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'em so excited I have no idea what I'em blabbering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-7712454679860061876?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/7712454679860061876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=7712454679860061876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7712454679860061876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7712454679860061876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/tell-me-how-can-i-not-love-her-she.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-2166748955747979079</id><published>2008-10-21T10:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T11:28:48.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right here, in class for System Analysis and Design. I hate to abbreviate it which it goes... S.A.D. Apparently not a SAD module b'cause I'av actally scored an A for the first test. Remember how hardworking I was- I studied for it (!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It just brought us up another level of this relationship. I'em grateful for what had happened through the night which is freaky but at the same time, despondency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I'av to say I said to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"T. I'em heading to bed now. I had a great night which is beyond me but generally b'cause I get to talk to Teddymommy like a lot more than what you know, I get to take care of you, I get to cry to know you're ill, I get to assume how much I'av tired ya out because I was so playful. I get to talk to Tobbie (his sergent) which I think the name is suitable for our future puppy. I get to be relieved when you said you finally could see me. I get to know how much I love you, I get to know how much I'd cherish you. Thanks for makng me these worry once again. I love you, Ted."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What had happened was just he'av gotten drug (in med.) allergy and was sent to hospital for injection. But before, we were totally lost of what he had became (he was so sub-conscious with his eyes looking upwards most of the time!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these I have left out...I'av get to see the love in everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Mom, Jos, Victor, Jess, Aunt Jackie, Teddymommy, Teddypop, The two fellas at home calling to ask about Ted (T. 's little siblings), Alby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone, especially Alby (seriously, making me feel better after telling her.)&lt;br /&gt;To Mom if she ever know...I really think my Mom is so great. I love her &amp;amp; Jos, who'd talk to T. (who's sub-conscious and pushed Jos away) encourage me to go with T. to hospital. I love my sisters so much. &amp;amp; why Jess? because she kept telling me how scary T. looks like and that lucky she was in the toilet. (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I feel so much love around.&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/8039567285975404319-2166748955747979079?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/2166748955747979079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=2166748955747979079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2166748955747979079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2166748955747979079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/right-here-in-class-for-system-analysis.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-7805390241550596958</id><published>2008-10-20T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T16:04:10.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just send this over to Alby through her site but I wan'n drop these here for fun laughter peace and joy while T. is asleep on the counch, I'em left to doing crazy stuff online!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALBY IS THE NEW GIRL IN TOWN(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aloha Alby. I think I added A to Lby because Alby sounds really cool (I think, what do you think then?)&lt;br /&gt;Al, I really miss having fun with you. And since the day of so much fun with you stop (ok i think 'pause' is the right word) at the sleepover, I miss you even more.&lt;br /&gt;I was busy thereafter that I realised I'av got a text leaving in my draft(!)I could actually pass on sending that out to you. GOSH!&lt;br /&gt;I'll showed it to you one day (prolly tonighht) but it all goes the same old cliche way of writing.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of misses till we see each other again,Dy.&lt;br /&gt;p/s: What's with Jamie babe in the first image?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s/s: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 1: Purchasing drink&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;so the next time in Starbuck,&lt;br /&gt;Al: Hi, Ice blended Mocha, tall please?&lt;br /&gt;Cashier: Alright, that'd be 7 bucks.(&lt;br /&gt;Exchanging of 10 bucks to change of 3)&lt;br /&gt;Cashier: You name please?&lt;br /&gt;Al: Alby, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;(Cashier writing 'Alby' on Tall cup)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 2: Collection of drink&lt;br /&gt;Coffee-maker: Alby!&lt;br /&gt;(Al collects drink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-7805390241550596958?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/7805390241550596958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=7805390241550596958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7805390241550596958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7805390241550596958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-just-send-this-over-to-alby-through.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-643995960202040615</id><published>2008-10-20T13:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T13:28:46.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'av decided not to do school today b'cause of that unintelligent temperature taking thing. T. had bad diarrhoae and so I dropped by his place to continue my sleep. I always have good sleep at his place, for real...his silky bed is the dope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Later, I was so hyper I swear...thanks to Lby. So much good news (even thogh it's not on me) made me a gay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I'em even gay to have cheap lunch at &lt;em&gt;Kopitiam &lt;/em&gt;(where apparently is never my style but I'em try'na do it) Basically saving up on meals and could simply make ya full...I'em gay !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 plates of chicky rice that is S$2.60, a packet of napkins, two cups of plain water at only S$1.10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;total bill on lunch is not even close to S$5/-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;super cheap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'av been looking for a dollar chicken rice... oh well, 1.30 is good enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yay, and few days back I had sleepover at L's place...which I want more of this kinda sleepover. Need I say more if I still wish for sleepove at L's?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's about it!! I'em gonna get to the L word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear L is the word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and so actually there's only three...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kat, Diz, Bee, Ner, Bestie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o.k. and ...T. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;T. is extra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-643995960202040615?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/643995960202040615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=643995960202040615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/643995960202040615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/643995960202040615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-decided-not-to-do-school-today-bcause.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-2449638856942930995</id><published>2008-10-19T16:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T16:16:06.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;seven minutes past four and at five, I'em working at Gelare which I'em really reluctant to. i'em with my bestest guyfriend here. and we really wanna kiss each other so badly and he keeps touching me around behind my cardigan and he's sick in mind to keep asking me to try out the lemon juice thing which i just did and it's extremely sourrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The L word is so hot, we cannot resist. It's seems an idea being bi... ooopsies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'av few pretty photos I just took but the lappy is a shite for not having bluetooth function. I'em gonna french kiss T. in just awhile in the public (we both agree concurrently, if this is not SG but USA or somewhere there!!)and I think he's pretty excited about it. O.k. he's not, cos he moved away from me. he said, "not here?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'em so sick in mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yay, mission completed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-2449638856942930995?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/2449638856942930995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=2449638856942930995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2449638856942930995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2449638856942930995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/seven-minutes-past-four-and-at-five-iem.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-5179631781875151904</id><published>2008-10-17T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:15:25.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;12 mins past twleve, I will bathe &amp;amp; now, I'em switching off lappy after a long day C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's ringing me up at the right time!&lt;br /&gt;I just finish studying for Chapter 1 to 6 of System Analysis and Design yo!&lt;br /&gt;within an hour!&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to test for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdohKhKwsI/AAAAAAAAAQM/wkGGlpsuE4Y/s1600-h/13102008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdohKhKwsI/AAAAAAAAAQM/wkGGlpsuE4Y/s320/13102008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257786008946787010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good night C:&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-5179631781875151904?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/5179631781875151904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=5179631781875151904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5179631781875151904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5179631781875151904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/12-mins-past-twleve-i-will-bathe-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdohKhKwsI/AAAAAAAAAQM/wkGGlpsuE4Y/s72-c/13102008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-8839720554165422264</id><published>2008-10-16T21:47:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:53:16.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Darn, I can't figure out why the heck is the bar up there. Insert pout.&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, I'em affix to base and eyes set on screen, here, for very long.&lt;br /&gt;I'av even foresaken handphone, like always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good, nothing much of the day except the short meal after school for the first time. (as it was pouring)&lt;br /&gt;I had the meal with Jo. I still prefer Uncle James' Aglio Olio. (or rather, I hate to eat soft spag.)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that's where I caught the two videos or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;few days back...after the night at Geylang&lt;br /&gt;I HAD A DATE WITH TED (long waited) Insert wide smiley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdLuM-f0II/AAAAAAAAAOk/_4lsdehfL3E/s1600-h/11102008%28040%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdLuM-f0II/AAAAAAAAAOk/_4lsdehfL3E/s320/11102008%28040%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257754347107766402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdKHD8PO3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/A1ddlbIJj6w/s1600-h/11102008%28009%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdKHD8PO3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/A1ddlbIJj6w/s320/11102008%28009%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257752575155846002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We played 4-D. I swear it's first and last C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdKHSNqWpI/AAAAAAAAAM8/12jeZEV1dpA/s1600-h/11102008%28010%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdKHSNqWpI/AAAAAAAAAM8/12jeZEV1dpA/s320/11102008%28010%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257752578987022994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Long John Silverrrrr. &amp;amp; if you change drink to mineral water, no charge aite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"2 sets of combo 1, add fries for one of the set, med ice Lemon tea, one of the drink as bottled water, nachos please. oh! lots of chilli &amp;amp; tomato sauce... thanks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdKHZFSAiI/AAAAAAAAANE/d7YoQB5AjKw/s1600-h/11102008%28011%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdKHZFSAiI/AAAAAAAAANE/d7YoQB5AjKw/s320/11102008%28011%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257752580830921250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We played fries catching game. Like you cheat him to eat it thru this manner &amp;amp; you gobbled it up before his bites. (Sniggering)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdKl4DruII/AAAAAAAAANk/AWIAMZjx2rg/s1600-h/11102008%28014%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdKl4DruII/AAAAAAAAANk/AWIAMZjx2rg/s320/11102008%28014%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257753104541792386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdKHziDQSI/AAAAAAAAANU/9-PeTycvbVU/s1600-h/11102008%28015%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdKHziDQSI/AAAAAAAAANU/9-PeTycvbVU/s320/11102008%28015%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257752587930911010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you see then nachosss, yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdKl5_SQyI/AAAAAAAAANc/uHShcvT7i6Q/s1600-h/11102008%28016%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdKl5_SQyI/AAAAAAAAANc/uHShcvT7i6Q/s320/11102008%28016%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257753105060217634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he has muscles on face. he do sit up for it. bet you'r curios how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdKmBb7PWI/AAAAAAAAANs/HQq_NydKWYw/s1600-h/11102008%28018%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdKmBb7PWI/AAAAAAAAANs/HQq_NydKWYw/s320/11102008%28018%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257753107059391842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What's behind cap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdKmO1x0cI/AAAAAAAAAN0/vhXZm9Aa8_g/s1600-h/11102008%28019%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdKmO1x0cI/AAAAAAAAAN0/vhXZm9Aa8_g/s320/11102008%28019%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257753110657487298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here's a toast to 2nd singing session with T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdKmd6t09I/AAAAAAAAAN8/ahVswUKEQQQ/s1600-h/11102008%28021%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdKmd6t09I/AAAAAAAAAN8/ahVswUKEQQQ/s320/11102008%28021%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257753114704729042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdLtRCje9I/AAAAAAAAAOE/gsG819sYXaM/s1600-h/11102008%28031%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdLtRCje9I/AAAAAAAAAOE/gsG819sYXaM/s320/11102008%28031%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257754331018656722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdLtUrtZZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/3ts2VdOvIoI/s1600-h/11102008%28032%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdLtUrtZZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/3ts2VdOvIoI/s320/11102008%28032%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257754331996579218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dead fish do twist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdNs_eboeI/AAAAAAAAAOs/FwEbGNxxIe8/s1600-h/Picture3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdNs_eboeI/AAAAAAAAAOs/FwEbGNxxIe8/s320/Picture3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257756525327000034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that's how I cover up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdNtHrm-BI/AAAAAAAAAO0/npGCLvgYU0M/s1600-h/Picture2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdNtHrm-BI/AAAAAAAAAO0/npGCLvgYU0M/s320/Picture2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257756527529752594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'av many of these cuties.&lt;br /&gt;classic of T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdSJr0D-QI/AAAAAAAAAO8/OV8KMmX1UQk/s1600-h/11102008%28041%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdSJr0D-QI/AAAAAAAAAO8/OV8KMmX1UQk/s320/11102008%28041%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257761416311732482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdSJ07gMPI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Rmjb1ghiK_4/s1600-h/11102008%28045%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdSJ07gMPI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Rmjb1ghiK_4/s320/11102008%28045%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257761418758861042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdSJ2321RI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Zwsm8e5Tro4/s1600-h/11102008%28048%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdSJ2321RI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Zwsm8e5Tro4/s320/11102008%28048%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257761419280438546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdSKVIE0FI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ak7G_5b5hAo/s1600-h/11102008%28049%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdSKVIE0FI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ak7G_5b5hAo/s320/11102008%28049%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257761427401527378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdSKrG6VaI/AAAAAAAAAPc/05XAlCgNjQw/s1600-h/11102008%28051%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdSKrG6VaI/AAAAAAAAAPc/05XAlCgNjQw/s320/11102008%28051%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257761433302226338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, my childhood song I found (!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdTPwQi0UI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Wh-MRw3clV0/s1600-h/11102008%28052%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdTPwQi0UI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Wh-MRw3clV0/s320/11102008%28052%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257762620095779138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdTQrQQvvI/AAAAAAAAAPs/l1-D_cLileg/s1600-h/11102008%28054%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdTQrQQvvI/AAAAAAAAAPs/l1-D_cLileg/s320/11102008%28054%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257762635932286706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdTQsCzAcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TLgSafo0hcM/s1600-h/11102008%28055%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdTQsCzAcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TLgSafo0hcM/s320/11102008%28055%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257762636144247234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdTQ16tySI/AAAAAAAAAP8/g7YWt0saj5w/s1600-h/11102008%28057%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdTQ16tySI/AAAAAAAAAP8/g7YWt0saj5w/s320/11102008%28057%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257762638794705186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdTRPx8eWI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A7gvgTfH5Gg/s1600-h/11102008%28060%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdTRPx8eWI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A7gvgTfH5Gg/s320/11102008%28060%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257762645737240930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich we headed to T &amp;amp;co. gathering. No photos. A bit of drama.&lt;br /&gt;I got home at 3 plus, high with just a cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of THAT day C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15mins to 11, so i need to go prepare for tomorrow's test.&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/8039567285975404319-8839720554165422264?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/8839720554165422264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=8839720554165422264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/8839720554165422264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/8839720554165422264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/darn-i-cant-figure-out-why-heck-is-bar.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPdLuM-f0II/AAAAAAAAAOk/_4lsdehfL3E/s72-c/11102008%28040%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-5163098746477692807</id><published>2008-10-16T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T16:53:23.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance to express, not to impress!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jo is a bitch to show me all this.&lt;br /&gt;Nawwwww, brown cow, I want to dance back so badly.&lt;br /&gt;this is the Dyne thing yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you dance, you express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ypdudrIfdtQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ypdudrIfdtQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/8039567285975404319-5163098746477692807?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/5163098746477692807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=5163098746477692807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5163098746477692807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5163098746477692807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/dance-to-express-not-to-impress.html' title='Dance to express, not to impress!'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-2898325032290250595</id><published>2008-10-16T16:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T16:46:13.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>impressive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;check this out yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dpMCYiaxzds&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dpMCYiaxzds&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-2898325032290250595?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/2898325032290250595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=2898325032290250595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2898325032290250595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2898325032290250595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/impressive.html' title='impressive'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-4777915960953284036</id><published>2008-10-16T10:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:28:14.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now it's constantly charging. i'll be calm till the next moment-of-not-charging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's constantly charging. i'll be calm till the next moment-of-not-charging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i slept on bus, while standing. yes standing. but still good, but i really dislike standing in crowds. ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up sleeping late, thanks to phone chatting and everything.&lt;br /&gt;I appreciated the short meet up with L (who is try'na so hard to made a surprise for me for coming over to e!hub, so suuuuwit), we headed for Katsu Don later and ice cream cone at MacD. For very long, I finally ate that ice cream. Like usual, I'd scraped off half the twirl.&lt;br /&gt;still, I'em hoping to eat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ling long ling long&lt;/span&gt; ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;sooooon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'em turning back time to the trip to Geylang@sg.&lt;br /&gt;an invigorating trip with T &amp;amp; co. &amp;amp; L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first, I went to such, like I actually went gambling?&lt;br /&gt;gosh, you know I wouldn't want to, if it's not because T actually lost 10 bucks for first try.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, my heart skip a beat for that. I hate losing money *snapped fingers* just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so I took another 10 for a bet to get back the lost 10.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yay, dyne rocks for that.&lt;br /&gt;so, the end of gambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Note to T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;NEVER TO GAMBLE, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPajOiDM-PI/AAAAAAAAAMc/sJRZo2X5g7w/s1600-h/11102008%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPajOiDM-PI/AAAAAAAAAMc/sJRZo2X5g7w/s320/11102008%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257569085055367410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPajl8NVkgI/AAAAAAAAAMk/pn2TX5pJaJw/s1600-h/11102008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPajl8NVkgI/AAAAAAAAAMk/pn2TX5pJaJw/s320/11102008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257569487214187010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yay, my eyebrow is the thing yo. shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-4777915960953284036?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/4777915960953284036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=4777915960953284036&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4777915960953284036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/4777915960953284036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/now-its-constantly-charging.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPajOiDM-PI/AAAAAAAAAMc/sJRZo2X5g7w/s72-c/11102008%28008%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-3095123098279313960</id><published>2008-10-16T09:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:03:11.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need money</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I totally need to yell it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY HEART IS THROBBING BECAUSE MY LAPTOP EAT THE SHIT OF ELECTRICITY DURING THE CHARGING, OCCASIONALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNDERSTAND? NO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT CHARGED FOR WHILE, AND THEN THE NEXT MOMENT IT DOES NOT!&lt;br /&gt;NAWWW, THIS IS BIG SHIT BECAUSE I WOULD USE LAPTOP HALF MY WAY &amp;amp; IT MIGHT JUST TA! GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SO BADLY WANT TO HAVE A NEW LAPPY BUT POOR SHITE, SO HOW AM I TO GET ONE.&lt;br /&gt;MY CLASSMATE CHONG GOT VAIO AT ONLY 1799. THAT'S SO CHEAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW I REGRETTED.&lt;br /&gt;1) I SHOULD'AV TAKE MY TIME TO CHOOSE A NICE LOVELY ONE.&lt;br /&gt;2) I SHOULD'AV TAKE CARE OF THE CURRENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE&lt;br /&gt;1)THE CHARGING PROBLEM&lt;br /&gt;2)THE GRAPHIC CARD IS GONE (MY LAPPY IS VIEWED IN BAD STATE)&lt;br /&gt;3)WINDOW MEDIA PLAYER IS A SHIT- THE AUDIO DOES NOT TALLY WITH THE VIDEO.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WATCH WHATEVER SHOW I LIKE!&lt;br /&gt;BYE GG, BYE THE L WORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS FUCK UP.&lt;br /&gt;really.&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/8039567285975404319-3095123098279313960?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/3095123098279313960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=3095123098279313960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3095123098279313960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3095123098279313960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-need-money.html' title='i need money'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-5943247241672767411</id><published>2008-10-15T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:51:17.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh well</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so sure, I do not like being like such, in this bad mood. I hate to having hard times looking for keys and dropping everything else out of bag, on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just like how it is felt.&lt;br /&gt;Number one, when you need something, everything else worsen.&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;Number two, when you need someone to open up the door, they are not there.&lt;br /&gt;(oh well, literally- because I tried knocking several times on door (like I'em a loan shark), to realise J Baby is in toilet, bathing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everything upsetting stuff! there we goes, "oh well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'av learnt never to tell ANYONE that you'r in bad mood or something. No one will exactly tell you, "it's fine, come on let me cheer you up."&lt;br /&gt;so, I tried another method on another one, who once broke my heart(so cliché!) (but, now that we are really good, everything simple and easy.) I rang her up and tell her about everything but the everything that is of good mood, the conversation turn out really good. It's like it even cheer myself up. Like I said, it's good to having yourself to console just yourself. Easy yo. Take it easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once all this is written, I'em back to F.I.N.E. fine&lt;br /&gt;Nothing hard seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I am back from work. I was pretty bitchy today. I revealed E of him telling C that I was scare of C's behavior just that night. Finally, E the big fat mouth! Ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt: After all, there's always a distance to keep from anyone, everyone. Ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, L decided to spend her so called 'last night' with the other. &amp;amp; so I got pretty upset but nothing hard anymore, actually. I guess I must be too tired or something, got pretty affected by the fact she met me initially then later TA!&lt;br /&gt;I'em pretty better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for instant noodle (with J baby)&lt;br /&gt;Ah ha, I know why I was so frustrated and la-di-da (another word for affected), because L! I only had pao luo pao &amp;amp; a piece of peanut butter sandwich! &amp;amp; I was expecting supper with you. TA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everything! there we goes, "oh well."&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/8039567285975404319-5943247241672767411?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/5943247241672767411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=5943247241672767411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5943247241672767411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5943247241672767411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-well.html' title='oh well'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-161540983982333745</id><published>2008-10-14T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T15:45:46.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored, &amp; so you click all you like it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.toysforyourblog.com/games/bigred/bigred.swf" width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-161540983982333745?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/161540983982333745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=161540983982333745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/161540983982333745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/161540983982333745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-pretty-entertaining.html' title='Bored, &amp; so you click all you like it.'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-2849890438061513603</id><published>2008-10-14T12:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:18:40.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(after a game or two on the typing race, I'em having break out now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at this after several days, first to shout out- I got so worn out, my body condition is failing me.&lt;br /&gt;This is the second time so far so that I'em feeling so weak and extremely lethargic like such. &lt;i&gt;TERRRIBBBBLE.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the first, I had too much fun over the weekends, and over every night basis.&lt;br /&gt;Every each time, this is the consequences I got to face. *facing the wall*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last I was mentioning on post was that poster &lt;s&gt;awfully&lt;/s&gt; creatively designed by my cousin &amp;amp; lovely sister. &amp;amp; that poster really kinda shucks.&lt;br /&gt;I came to jolliedyne.bs.com&lt;br /&gt;"Not a good front view, seriously!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(actually, I'em not suppose to do this (updating) now. There's so much to catch up on System Analysis Design and Php test up later. Ok, terrible. I should stop playing/having so much fun which lead to so much to update to my memory log. should.stop.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the date with Breasty.&lt;br /&gt;+ Bryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPQnLhhkdtI/AAAAAAAAALU/GjlEV4apTDg/s1600-h/09102008%28014%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPQnLhhkdtI/AAAAAAAAALU/GjlEV4apTDg/s320/09102008%28014%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256869743979427538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPQnLlh4sYI/AAAAAAAAALc/vmZcDBUfK2I/s1600-h/09102008%28012%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPQnLlh4sYI/AAAAAAAAALc/vmZcDBUfK2I/s320/09102008%28012%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256869745054495106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPQnL4hgHfI/AAAAAAAAALk/cM0W3t4sG_8/s1600-h/09102008%28019%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPQnL4hgHfI/AAAAAAAAALk/cM0W3t4sG_8/s320/09102008%28019%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256869750153158130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPQnL-OQIII/AAAAAAAAALs/PaWjup1yYS8/s1600-h/09102008%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPQnL-OQIII/AAAAAAAAALs/PaWjup1yYS8/s320/09102008%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256869751683031170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPQnL3zpRFI/AAAAAAAAAL0/FV4DZgxei3E/s1600-h/09102008%28009%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPQnL3zpRFI/AAAAAAAAAL0/FV4DZgxei3E/s320/09102008%28009%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256869749960819794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had singing session which was pretty good because it's Top One and their room are of best ambiance compared to Teo Heng and 7th. But of course, with quality, you got to pay more. (way more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since forever, I finally see Lyn again. I truly enjoyed her companion, though many truth came to left me disappointed with her. Oh well. Take things easy babe, go easy on that seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'em more than excited for another trip or something. I still heart the fact I knew them- Lyn, Kat &amp;amp; Diz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yay, the happiest of all, we bumped into Kat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPQrMgymzII/AAAAAAAAAL8/sRLAAjScxHY/s1600-h/10102008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPQrMgymzII/AAAAAAAAAL8/sRLAAjScxHY/s320/10102008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256874159008828546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPQrM_-UoKI/AAAAAAAAAME/DtsbYZ0Qal8/s1600-h/10102008%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPQrM_-UoKI/AAAAAAAAAME/DtsbYZ0Qal8/s320/10102008%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256874167379468450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPQrM3SOuqI/AAAAAAAAAMM/yKIeHbIaYhc/s1600-h/10102008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPQrM3SOuqI/AAAAAAAAAMM/yKIeHbIaYhc/s320/10102008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256874165047048866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright it's five past one, and I'av decided to just update a little at a time.&lt;br /&gt;(I'em going back to coursework.)&lt;br /&gt;So engaged, that I am going breathless.&lt;br /&gt;There's like 6 texts that came at a go which really made me go crazy with the vibration.&lt;br /&gt;in just a morning, I'av sent out  30 over texts. Crazzzzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thwarted that that ice-cream thang (L got me again) didn't light up or anything, not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-2849890438061513603?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/2849890438061513603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=2849890438061513603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2849890438061513603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2849890438061513603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-world.html' title='hello world'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SPQnLhhkdtI/AAAAAAAAALU/GjlEV4apTDg/s72-c/09102008%28014%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-7517519832298611253</id><published>2008-10-14T12:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:40:48.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An online game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to Cheryl, the class was crazy over this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://play.typeracer.com/"&gt;http://play.typeracer.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; seriously, I suck big time in typing.&lt;br /&gt;so mediocre.&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/8039567285975404319-7517519832298611253?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/7517519832298611253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=7517519832298611253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7517519832298611253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7517519832298611253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/online-game.html' title='An online game'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-567824015273350297</id><published>2008-10-10T15:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T15:23:17.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO8AYPhrfbI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cZ0L3jFc0Cw/s1600-h/13052008%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO8AYPhrfbI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cZ0L3jFc0Cw/s320/13052008%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255419706649312690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gross to the max, isn't it? I was shocked to see this when I did my first routine chore of switching on the laptop.&lt;br /&gt;ta! on the display.&lt;br /&gt;This look is scarrryyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; look at my teeth there, it's vampired.&lt;br /&gt;look at the uneven coloured skin. ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys C: made my day yo!&lt;br /&gt;(ok, but still it's freaky!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, this morning I did sweet things that I'em so glad to have done it!&lt;br /&gt;i still 'av 2 letters to send out to the other to special ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been long&lt;br /&gt;you'd think I don't...&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i really miss you.&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/8039567285975404319-567824015273350297?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/567824015273350297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=567824015273350297&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/567824015273350297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/567824015273350297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/gross-to-max-isnt-it-i-was-shocked-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO8AYPhrfbI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cZ0L3jFc0Cw/s72-c/13052008%28006%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-3908345484499325346</id><published>2008-10-10T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:55:30.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh yay.&lt;br /&gt;now you can comment me!!! &amp;amp; out of blue, I'em thinking if I should publicize jolliedyne C:&lt;br /&gt;to all my close friends.&lt;br /&gt;but i know if i did, i'll start hoping for comments and if I get nothing, i'll be feeling it's redundant to post anything. but then again, i'av been posting &amp;amp; i'em fine there's no comment or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay helloooo miss contradicting. you name me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to slot yesterday into memory but later post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChocKimmy is such a fella yo! I'em gonna get Season 1 Gossip Girl very soon!&lt;br /&gt;so busy that I forgot telling about ChocKimmy, this good fella in class that hit it off with me like you clicking your mouse. very click. (whatever this metaphor is!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the other day, after knowing us on the same wavelength, I was telling him about 'rewarding' him Jolliedyne (mylife's site) &amp;amp; he went telling oh yay he is giving me Chockimmy &amp;amp;  interestingly, I went typing on address bar "chockimmy.bs.com"&lt;br /&gt;when in point of fact, he created Chockimmy out of fun &amp;amp; is not anything a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unintelligent or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he'd still went "mine is top with choc." (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laughs&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another fella I mentioned, Chee Chong known Chong here. Chong is nice enough to share this site &amp;amp; I can watch movie &amp;amp; drama anytime I want! (previously, TOM365 is a bitch yo.)&lt;br /&gt;I'em truly happy, I'av no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'em so high here but you seriously should see how silent class is now during breakout. There's only less than 10 peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when's Barbie birthday while I was reading up her book @ library yesterday before the met up with Lynn.&lt;br /&gt;9 of March 1959.&lt;br /&gt;Candice is barbie! ok nib of fact, their birthday falls on same date (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; library is pretty love by me. The fact that there's this mag which is really interesting. GLAMOUR.&lt;br /&gt;I'll check it out again on next trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much so of being on cloud nine, I'em closing eyes at anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so honestly, I feel like leavng at 12. OH GOSH.&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/8039567285975404319-3908345484499325346?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/3908345484499325346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=3908345484499325346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3908345484499325346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/3908345484499325346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-2396592161629469842</id><published>2008-10-09T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:12:54.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;baby L, check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.honeypot.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.honeypot.com.sg/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go into the pink room, check out what's behind of&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.honeypot.com.sg/images/ooh.jpg" alt="" vspace="4" width="261" height="28" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's hollywood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-2396592161629469842?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/2396592161629469842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=2396592161629469842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2396592161629469842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2396592161629469842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/baby-l-check-this-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-668946293555407283</id><published>2008-10-09T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T13:17:59.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2Rk-VTjKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/7tgPjSPdj_A/s1600-h/08102008%28024%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2Rk-VTjKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/7tgPjSPdj_A/s400/08102008%28024%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255016404604914850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Picture Perfect, I love you, L.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give an hour for this in case I got Breasty's reply &amp;amp; got to rush here and therr.&lt;br /&gt;so before it hits 12 I must get all pictures uploaded!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to say, i av no idea if I'm brainless or whattt, I'em actually walking in and out of room several times to get tissue for my flu. ( when I could just bring the whole pack in !! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; apparently i didn't attend class not because of flu but I snuggled to Mom in her bed &amp;amp; put-on kid face, sorta beg her if I could miss class. I slept at 4 which I really hate to get out of bed at 6 so...yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun enough for a life, after work it's leisure yo C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing session, I had crave for...&lt;br /&gt;which is GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;but a little not to rest because basically we were having so much singing class for every each songs. Candy is pretty good a teacher! I'av picked up the skill. I'em looking forward to more singing session!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Probably I'em having pride to sing nawwww! (ecstatic!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographs! &amp;amp; I'em ashamed of the quality (big time) I want a hot hot pink/white/red/black camara, mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;howdy songster yo (:&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/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2HGKXujyI/AAAAAAAAAJE/jj10m_Iu8-0/s1600-h/08102008%28015%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2HGKXujyI/AAAAAAAAAJE/jj10m_Iu8-0/s320/08102008%28015%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255004880144076578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my row of teeth, straight ;D&lt;br /&gt;L's bangs, straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO1417guBcI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4FaTGfy__TY/s1600-h/08102008%28014%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO1417guBcI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4FaTGfy__TY/s320/08102008%28014%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254989208114562498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;witty manager with dimple &amp;amp; pretty L. with braces! my short hair, no?&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/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2HGS8TMsI/AAAAAAAAAJU/vyK_h50kOrA/s1600-h/08102008%28035%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2HGS8TMsI/AAAAAAAAAJU/vyK_h50kOrA/s320/08102008%28035%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255004882444956354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another dimple, go witty win win chicky wing!&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/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2HGjPcFoI/AAAAAAAAAJc/4OGrzjxc8jE/s1600-h/08102008%28036%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2HGjPcFoI/AAAAAAAAAJc/4OGrzjxc8jE/s320/08102008%28036%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255004886820198018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dimple, for real. what a manager!!&lt;br /&gt;more work less fun makes Jack a dull boy, not on him definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO14130uNHI/AAAAAAAAAH0/dotrgVCC2G0/s1600-h/08102008%28033%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO14130uNHI/AAAAAAAAAH0/dotrgVCC2G0/s320/08102008%28033%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254989207124718706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO1413pjSiI/AAAAAAAAAIE/DHzcGAJ24o0/s1600-h/08102008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO1413pjSiI/AAAAAAAAAIE/DHzcGAJ24o0/s320/08102008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254989207077866018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tongues in variety :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO142HRbUfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/d2d_ykYhawM/s1600-h/08102008%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO142HRbUfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/d2d_ykYhawM/s320/08102008%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254989211271647730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannnt sing '有你真好‘ -_-&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/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO142IR0-II/AAAAAAAAAIU/kWYP8cq3zSs/s1600-h/08102008%28026%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO142IR0-II/AAAAAAAAAIU/kWYP8cq3zSs/s320/08102008%28026%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254989211541764226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but I swear ILY, L big time!&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/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO130nyod8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/QIWTBYOm1ys/s1600-h/08102008%28024%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO130nyod8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/QIWTBYOm1ys/s320/08102008%28024%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254988086129489858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I stare while I kiss 0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2QiD_zwBI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mwym1w9BPBo/s1600-h/08102008%28020%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2QiD_zwBI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mwym1w9BPBo/s320/08102008%28020%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255015255074127890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO1301mclWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/swNRpjQNAbY/s1600-h/08102008%28018%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO1301mclWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/swNRpjQNAbY/s320/08102008%28018%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254988089836475746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hi fat face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2QhzLzT-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/uiysJ7qgROg/s1600-h/08102008%28022%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2QhzLzT-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/uiysJ7qgROg/s320/08102008%28022%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255015250561028066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2Qh6MZu5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Rk6XvPg4GMk/s1600-h/08102008%28002%29-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2Qh6MZu5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Rk6XvPg4GMk/s320/08102008%28002%29-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255015252442594194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2QiDLoIHI/AAAAAAAAAKE/egQTKKFmO7w/s1600-h/08102008%28019%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2QiDLoIHI/AAAAAAAAAKE/egQTKKFmO7w/s320/08102008%28019%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255015254855262322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2QiBOd7BI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/OSsDYCKre6E/s1600-h/08102008%28016%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2QiBOd7BI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/OSsDYCKre6E/s320/08102008%28016%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255015254330305554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like L in any faces!&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/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO131NykEBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/sqTctE1CIiw/s1600-h/08102008%28025%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO131NykEBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/sqTctE1CIiw/s320/08102008%28025%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254988096329748498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"banmmg!!" on me and L's buttocks. Accident in cab for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;8400, 8457&lt;br /&gt;the culprit here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2HGmTdvLI/AAAAAAAAAJk/oCDXIOokAs8/s1600-h/09102008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2HGmTdvLI/AAAAAAAAAJk/oCDXIOokAs8/s320/09102008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255004887642389682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;amorousssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2HGLCTcNI/AAAAAAAAAJM/3rhBLNbId1Q/s1600-h/08102008%28028%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2HGLCTcNI/AAAAAAAAAJM/3rhBLNbId1Q/s320/08102008%28028%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255004880322654418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day dint just end like that but more drama drama romance drama...&lt;br /&gt;fluky, L is peace to sleep perkily by nawwww.&lt;br /&gt;or i'd be in deep shite!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Sold stack of newspaper while ago, Mom said she was expecting 50cents, but we got a dolla twenty, Mom continued, newspaper is worthy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do this so much!&lt;br /&gt;but unintelligent behavior.&lt;br /&gt;hold over first till it's for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;2 minutes to 1 noontime.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 minutes past 1 noontime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, Lynn still hasn't got my text.&lt;br /&gt;laters!&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/8039567285975404319-668946293555407283?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/668946293555407283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=668946293555407283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/668946293555407283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/668946293555407283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/ill-give-hour-for-this-in-case-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SO2Rk-VTjKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/7tgPjSPdj_A/s72-c/08102008%28024%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-7887967502224803463</id><published>2008-10-08T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T01:51:00.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exhilaration flowing in my body</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOuXTGZy7OI/AAAAAAAAAGs/tQOULsCRkGg/s1600-h/batam1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOuXTGZy7OI/AAAAAAAAAGs/tQOULsCRkGg/s320/batam1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254459744649932002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOuXTGerUhI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1FPT-1-tE04/s1600-h/batam2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOuXTGerUhI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1FPT-1-tE04/s320/batam2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254459744670405138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ferry ticket at $45 to $55 (:&lt;/span&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/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOuYFUKRG4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/qAMLkBzKkvE/s1600-h/batam3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOuYFUKRG4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/qAMLkBzKkvE/s400/batam3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254460607336356738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;/4 'd be 32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;add up a total of close to 90 for transportation &amp;amp; accommodation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;gratified!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;300 is so enough for this trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all I'em wishing for would be Kh and T. to agree going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, L. and I'd be pretty disappointing ( i think it'd be VERY disappointing ). because there's no way two gorgeous could go Batam on their own seriously. or we might BUT being afraid this or that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L. and I are wholly keyed up for that retreat on the following week which certainly is my a week school vacation (&amp;amp; T. is on a period leave (coincidentally)). We said how excited we are perpetually since this noon, we were planning for one!! We checked up on net with many fingertip information we'av currently. That's how enthusiastic we are and we'av no much idea why! Okay, first trip together, foursome...THAT'S WHY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L. came over in the late afternoon and I love good friend who came over!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; of course I was a bum to give a miss to work due to menses. Mom merely said, it's fine to skip but got to inform. I went on like, wow ain't me great to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;genk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;fake to be&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; and she merely responded ya ya ya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;genk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and complain no money&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; uh uh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sweeeett! the way she put it was really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, I seem to mention Mom a lot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(haha)&lt;/span&gt; that is simply I heart her pretty much!&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-7887967502224803463?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/7887967502224803463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=7887967502224803463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7887967502224803463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/7887967502224803463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/exhilaration-flowing-in-my-body.html' title='exhilaration flowing in my body'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOuXTGZy7OI/AAAAAAAAAGs/tQOULsCRkGg/s72-c/batam1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-5167826158094854180</id><published>2008-10-07T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T14:00:55.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So you think you can type?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jo can actually type 88 words/min which i think he's cracked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/" style="background: transparent url(http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png) no-repeat scroll 0% 0%; display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: rgb(0, 153, 51); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman,Arial,serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;48 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;Typing Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8039567285975404319-5167826158094854180?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/5167826158094854180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=5167826158094854180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5167826158094854180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5167826158094854180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-you-think-you-can-type.html' title='So you think you can type?'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-5232461847938496966</id><published>2008-10-07T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T12:57:21.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mommy is always mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she always knows how to make me smile with her tot behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"just now you were a maid, too tired...now, mummy serves you C:"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yeah, I was treated like a maid to serve the bro, jess &amp;amp; mommy, jess address me Magrita, Bro called me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ar sengg&lt;/span&gt;, and mommy shouted me MAIDDDD.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-5232461847938496966?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/5232461847938496966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=5232461847938496966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5232461847938496966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/5232461847938496966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/mommy-is-always-mommy-she-always-knows.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-2864985667478548547</id><published>2008-10-07T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T14:36:20.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kewpie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;"Remember me? when I'em always on your birthday cakes when you were a young'un.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I will celebrate your birthday together without you knowing, yes, freaky right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;but enjoy seeing kids like you were to blow candles and sometimes, while you blew, sky juices on me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;My favo! drink is now sky juice, take that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOri1cdqWlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UFupYwbCD34/s1600-h/kewpie_doll_big.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOri1cdqWlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UFupYwbCD34/s200/kewpie_doll_big.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254261323082652242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self declared a day off from school, &amp;amp; fluky I did, I'em having menstrual discharge. Besides, I'em 6 - 7 days tardy for this, I sensed I'd suffer beyond agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever that is, I spared myself from school which is good. so i'av by chance found this. I was engaged serching them around net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;KEWPIE&lt;/span&gt;, she (there's no birdy, I checked) is called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOri1XIYyWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/JwvTCs98IgI/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOri1XIYyWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/JwvTCs98IgI/s200/cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254261321651243362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; this one suffered anorexic, ironic yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOri1Yf2O8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/r_JvEtieKJY/s1600-h/kewpie-anorexic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOri1Yf2O8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/r_JvEtieKJY/s200/kewpie-anorexic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254261322018077634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was what I did two hours ago, very pulled off (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOri1rzBj6I/AAAAAAAAAGc/G7CLCu3SuIw/s1600-h/KewpieBroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOri1rzBj6I/AAAAAAAAAGc/G7CLCu3SuIw/s200/KewpieBroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254261327198785442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grumpy bride, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uh uh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOri1gkVMtI/AAAAAAAAAGk/EnfxfpUlxqE/s1600-h/vintage-wedding-cake-topper315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOri1gkVMtI/AAAAAAAAAGk/EnfxfpUlxqE/s200/vintage-wedding-cake-topper315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254261324184367826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;KEWPIE&lt;/span&gt; is so missed. I vaguely recalled I see them quite freaky or was it I adore them? ok vaguely, so I'em not clear already. but sure now they are pretty lovable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p/s: images from net.&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/8039567285975404319-2864985667478548547?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/2864985667478548547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=2864985667478548547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2864985667478548547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2864985667478548547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/kewpie.html' title='kewpie'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOri1cdqWlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UFupYwbCD34/s72-c/kewpie_doll_big.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-2844104294908657518</id><published>2008-10-06T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T00:34:51.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 th of every month; prolly countless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monday with Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo yeah so you know, I didn't head out anywhere but home for Mommy's home cooked delectable food.&lt;br /&gt;sure thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;plus the banana cake I love.&lt;br /&gt;o.k. you know you got to say hello to more adipose tissue (flab).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so I'em back here after same old prep which leaves me writing whole chunk of journal for Ting.AL regarding team mates.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; quiz which I scored only 13/20.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; today I'em bombed by test.&lt;br /&gt;forget that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to stock up my memory wits about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a meal at 85 (i finally get to eat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bar chor&lt;/span&gt; noodle) where T. and Kh joined for an awkward moment. nonetheless, a nice cuddle worth to meet up with T. &amp;amp; later a stroll and bus ride to airport to send L's sister off. where I get to see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Xiao Pang Zi&lt;/span&gt; (L's niece!) A super adorable english fluent speaking 5 year-o girl!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Xiao Pang Zi&lt;/span&gt; can go really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slang&lt;/span&gt; like ooopsies!&lt;br /&gt;wow to think I'em now missing her adorability.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOoxg3RuYsI/AAAAAAAAADU/f7wxECMwUo8/s1600-h/05102008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOoxg3RuYsI/AAAAAAAAADU/f7wxECMwUo8/s320/05102008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254066355944972994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;howdy &lt;/span&gt;to POPEYE (read pop eye) chicky breast as usuallll.&lt;br /&gt;but if you want the breast thing, 50cents moreee; cheap deal for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deux&lt;/span&gt; (two, in french)&lt;br /&gt;i'em pretty sure gonna get it again. EAT &amp;amp; TALK AT THE SAME TIME OF COURSE!!&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOoxhJUD83I/AAAAAAAAADc/0zwgZQAObXE/s1600-h/05102008%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOoxhJUD83I/AAAAAAAAADc/0zwgZQAObXE/s320/05102008%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254066360786613106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hi pretty C:&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/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOoxhBNv-aI/AAAAAAAAADk/0JRDxMyT8qw/s1600-h/05102008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOoxhBNv-aI/AAAAAAAAADk/0JRDxMyT8qw/s320/05102008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254066358612654498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOoxhZV_eFI/AAAAAAAAADs/0gFcZGOX7g4/s1600-h/05102008%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOoxhZV_eFI/AAAAAAAAADs/0gFcZGOX7g4/s320/05102008%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254066365089675346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in the amazing luxurious toilet!!! which really bigggg and I went in with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woahhh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOoxhppBBsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/w0NYzQ22Z3U/s1600-h/05102008%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOoxhppBBsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/w0NYzQ22Z3U/s320/05102008%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254066369464436418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; we thought to walk to city from this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo1z5Et2CI/AAAAAAAAAD8/hK1yBKjPc80/s1600-h/05102008%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo1z5Et2CI/AAAAAAAAAD8/hK1yBKjPc80/s320/05102008%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254071080891308066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pretty nice indication, nice photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo10kUt-3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/9aOdOJa_9fQ/s1600-h/05102008%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo10kUt-3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/9aOdOJa_9fQ/s320/05102008%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254071092501150578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo10-nO3DI/AAAAAAAAAEM/MO0GqaRd1tE/s1600-h/05102008%28009%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo10-nO3DI/AAAAAAAAAEM/MO0GqaRd1tE/s320/05102008%28009%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254071099558124594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; decided a pose for it, hello tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo11cSRQ5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/x-Wi7_g8Mqw/s1600-h/05102008%28010%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo11cSRQ5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/x-Wi7_g8Mqw/s320/05102008%28010%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254071107523265426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, we failed to walk out from airport to the city after a couple of  crossing road attempts. very dud of us took train home in the end C:&lt;br /&gt;is there way to walk out, actually?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scratching top of booby*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart L. prolly for long. It's been awhile, someone who really opens up to me which then I feel so snug to tell her anything, everything. Now who doesn't love heart to heart talk where both hearts really talk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo45zl6rDI/AAAAAAAAAEc/VvbKk1szgMc/s1600-h/04102008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo45zl6rDI/AAAAAAAAAEc/VvbKk1szgMc/s320/04102008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254074481034046514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo46NlaegI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XG9UFdOllXk/s1600-h/04102008%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo46NlaegI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XG9UFdOllXk/s320/04102008%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254074488011258370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo6HVGGvtI/AAAAAAAAAE0/IwNaKiaYM9Q/s1600-h/04102008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo6HVGGvtI/AAAAAAAAAE0/IwNaKiaYM9Q/s320/04102008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254075812877352658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;T. try'na smile like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo6IcLCW_I/AAAAAAAAAE8/--iG_R5HFX8/s1600-h/04102008%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo6IcLCW_I/AAAAAAAAAE8/--iG_R5HFX8/s320/04102008%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254075831956954098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;blur picture, mommy i want a camera, camera. x) but i like this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo9zpi3AZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/V-3srqyL1zc/s1600-h/DSC02378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo9zpi3AZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/V-3srqyL1zc/s320/DSC02378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254079872815792530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yang's birthday on 5th Oct C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo7UxT-2tI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nNUon1MP5mY/s1600-h/02102008%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo7UxT-2tI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nNUon1MP5mY/s320/02102008%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254077143301675730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sexy lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo7U1bFKkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/larS5f3hco4/s1600-h/02102008%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo7U1bFKkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/larS5f3hco4/s320/02102008%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254077144405191234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeowww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo7Vd_HYaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/fqx8h5qMt8E/s1600-h/02102008%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo7Vd_HYaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/fqx8h5qMt8E/s320/02102008%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254077155293749666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;D. so hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo8Cpa0MYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EgpnDItW_X0/s1600-h/26092008%28018%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo8Cpa0MYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EgpnDItW_X0/s320/26092008%28018%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254077931456835970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ooopsies! Maybe narrrttt (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LAUGHS&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo7Vufn44I/AAAAAAAAAFc/-HtJ9CK9Xrg/s1600-h/02102008%28011%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo7Vufn44I/AAAAAAAAAFc/-HtJ9CK9Xrg/s320/02102008%28011%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254077159725065090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hazel eyes, ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for slumber.&lt;br /&gt;'av yet got time for L word. SOON SOON! &amp;amp; Gossip girl next.&lt;br /&gt;I'em sluggish for all this already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end off, this really a fun game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo9yx7MOLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3qA7tR43NtY/s1600-h/DSC02384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo9yx7MOLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3qA7tR43NtY/s320/DSC02384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254079857885460658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo9zYQE3PI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ghly0xXVJjg/s1600-h/DSC02393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOo9zYQE3PI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ghly0xXVJjg/s320/DSC02393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254079868173606130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GAME OF LIFE.&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/8039567285975404319-2844104294908657518?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/2844104294908657518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=2844104294908657518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2844104294908657518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/2844104294908657518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/7-th-of-every-month-prolly-countless.html' title='7 th of every month; prolly countless'/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/SOoxg3RuYsI/AAAAAAAAADU/f7wxECMwUo8/s72-c/05102008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-485225037829237062</id><published>2008-10-06T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T15:19:35.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;take five, or I'd go zany with PHP!&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xavier says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that time "i" text u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;xavier says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u always same pattern 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;xavier says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask u r?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;xavier says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you never ever reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;xavier says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checking ur fone for my no. ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;DYNE. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i din't recieve your text!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;xavier says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;DYNE. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;xavier says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don tell me i get the wrong no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;xavier says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;DYNE. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me the no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;xavier says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;815721**?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;DYNE. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy am I a muddleheaded silly shit to give my sister's cell no. away to Xav.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUMBBBPLUMP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NARRTT again PHP is the HELL!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; looking at the fresh 6P of OS. i really regretted lying to T. that I was reading it up in the small wee hours.&lt;br /&gt;i did not AT ALL which is now a shit to confess seriously.&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, i should'av stay home mug up OS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright! Presentation over.&lt;br /&gt;Ting.A.L. (lecturer) decided to be nice for the day.&lt;br /&gt;so I'em narrttt upset of anything for PHP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to talk about yesterday trip with L.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; L. if you're free, post up pictures for grabs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Next up on post when pics arrived:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;L. &amp;amp; D.'s cheap thrill of traveling from the mighty airport to the city with legs only C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&amp;amp; my cheap thrill in call with T.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, life's pretty pretty interesting. i'av no reason to stop myself thinking...&lt;br /&gt;if I'em known blogger,I'em pretty a good one!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i know i know, moneh from whatever Nuffnang is attractive free labour kind of moneh.&lt;br /&gt;NONETHELESS, I refer writing for myself to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough say.&lt;br /&gt;I should bone up OS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8039567285975404319-485225037829237062?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/485225037829237062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=485225037829237062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/485225037829237062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/485225037829237062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/something-to-really-take-five.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039567285975404319.post-1322557675268050802</id><published>2008-10-06T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T09:05:00.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I knew it'd be gone one day; but not expecting it so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'em making a big fuss.&lt;br /&gt;but i really like it for once. (it's really pinky &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kawaii&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;neh&lt;/span&gt; kinda stuff- like not really suitable for me but I just like it you know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's more when it's a gift from L. (GossipGirl says that indicating of best friend's name is her/his initial, you get the flow there...(ok if you don't...) so Ling is one of me best friend.)&lt;br /&gt;pretty sad now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much mood for class but apparently I'em quite dependent and dependent on, in the group.&lt;br /&gt;PHP.&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;rem'ed last week I mentioned the hell PHP, i scored "a very low B".&lt;br /&gt;pretty lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still 'av no mood for this.&lt;br /&gt;seemingly, i'em so easily affected &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uh huhh&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/8039567285975404319-1322557675268050802?l=jolliedyne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/feeds/1322557675268050802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8039567285975404319&amp;postID=1322557675268050802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1322557675268050802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039567285975404319/posts/default/1322557675268050802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolliedyne.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-knew-itd-be-gone-one-day-but-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00532585052418915876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiBxvw4_h2k/ST9Nl9X1s4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/U2rqe92VdD8/S220/07122008(010).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
