<?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-1835112298294961073</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:01:18.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>captured by the lenses &lt;3</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-710156305193687310</id><published>2009-05-17T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:45:49.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't have the heart to delete this blog, cause it has so many pictures,memories and so on. its like my jc blog! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just realised something. I have blogs for each phase of my education. a blog throughout secondary school - which STILL exists, but neglected. and this jc blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I've created another blog. my university blog perhaps? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, IF you want to read my new blog, ask me for the link and I may give it to you ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and no, its not another secret blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-710156305193687310?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/710156305193687310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=710156305193687310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/710156305193687310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/710156305193687310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-have-heart-to-delete-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-8177510326607666797</id><published>2009-04-10T03:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T03:50:57.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>random thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving to go to the playground. yes, I know I'm donkey years old already. but hey there is always a child in someone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm swinging on those high swings, the see sawwww. thats all I want, and jaish will be a happy girl and love you to bits. for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-8177510326607666797?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/8177510326607666797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=8177510326607666797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8177510326607666797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8177510326607666797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-9164229316735342607</id><published>2009-03-29T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T02:35:17.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/Sc5lpmHsUSI/AAAAAAAABJk/hpKpH7V7jUM/s1600-h/P3240121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318299975252988194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/Sc5lpmHsUSI/AAAAAAAABJk/hpKpH7V7jUM/s320/P3240121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCREME on tues 24/3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, after dying over the weekend and monday, Prills &amp;amp; I went to surprise changs &amp;amp; lins at their workplace on tues. as lins wasn't done till 9pm, we had dinner there and rotted around. then we went over to raffles place to catch up. took bus back with lins and continued our catching up session (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/Sc5lpR_VfZI/AAAAAAAABJc/Q9D6U5zgPEY/s1600-h/P3240120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318299969849228690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/Sc5lpR_VfZI/AAAAAAAABJc/Q9D6U5zgPEY/s320/P3240120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/Sc5lote9SiI/AAAAAAAABJU/Y7rVRUinu5A/s1600-h/P3240124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318299960049748514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/Sc5lote9SiI/AAAAAAAABJU/Y7rVRUinu5A/s320/P3240124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wed and thurs was spent at home cause my flu,fever acted up again. this week was pretty much " recovering from illness " week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fri 27/3&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;robinsons expo sale with amee love! THANK YOU so much , SO SO MUCH for following me all the way to the expo amee! (:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was going to watch " confessions of a shopaholic " but movie timings weren't favourable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sat 28/3 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lunch ( or more like afternoon tea) with char and prabs. the prabs who came out of BMT safely, but with alot lesser hair and darker skin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were going to watch a movie but the timings weren't favourable, AGAIN. so we ended up at coffee club for dessert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as I wanted to go on a long mrt ride ( don't ask), nice char dear followed me! (: but we got lured into going back to the robinsons sale. I busted even more money, but they were all good buys, so I'm not complaining :D especially the bras, really worth it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sat around and left expo around 9plus and I reached home at 10plus.  after aimlessly surfing the net, I decided to update my blog. oh oh and give my blog a fresh new look! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to take off my tagboard cause it was so inactive.haha. I hope I'm satisfied with this layout, so I won't keep changing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights, thats all!&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/1835112298294961073-9164229316735342607?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/9164229316735342607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=9164229316735342607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/9164229316735342607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/9164229316735342607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2009/03/screme-on-tues-243-well-after-dying.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/Sc5lpmHsUSI/AAAAAAAABJk/hpKpH7V7jUM/s72-c/P3240121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-7318150284959753925</id><published>2009-03-21T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T01:44:21.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Although the pictures from B4's ( rmb my pullover? :D ) class reunion have already been uploaded on facebook, I'm feeling too lazy to upload them to my blog. so go check facebook if you want to see the pictures! but really, you ( yes, you, the minority that actually reads my blog) can spend your time more fruitfully. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now, a brief entry on how my march has been so far. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd march&lt;/strong&gt; - class reunion at glasshouse fish &amp;amp; co &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5th&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;march&lt;/strong&gt; - old town white coffee with ginn. I can die a happy death now that I've already tried the food and coffee at old town white cofee. I love saying and typing that... old town white coffee (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6th march&lt;/strong&gt; - PCC at vivo with char &amp;amp; prabs &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8th march - &lt;/strong&gt;jb with family&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11th march - &lt;/strong&gt;retail therapy with my sister. we both needed it. okay, thats a lie. she needed it to break away from her all datelines, school,blah blah. yours truly is too free to be stressed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12th march &lt;/strong&gt;- I was a filial grand-daughter who brought my granny for her eye check-up. luckily my cousin accompanied or else I would have DIED waiting to see the doctor. actually, it was worth the wait cause the doctor was rather cute ;)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lunch with daryl and rushed off to meet my guides junior to help her with guidey stuff. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13th march &lt;/strong&gt;- JACKIE CHAN CAFE with amee. food wasn't too bad. the drink sucked though. cause their flavours for the tea were really weird, so I had to pick cherry tea which turned out to be the biggest mistake.  service was excellent! just cause the chef forgot to take away the peas from my pasta, we got a complimentary dessert. and the best part is that I didn't complain or anything. the waitress just happened to notice that I was picking out my peas and was so apologetic. I will definitely go back just fot their 5 star service! (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;followed my sister around for her project afterwards. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14th march &lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ntu open house with ser &amp;amp; eme. spent practically my whole day there :S I'm not a fan of open houses. but going back to ntu brought back memories of pre u sem (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15th march - &lt;/strong&gt;emergency work cause of crowd that formed outside the store due to st. patrick's day. my first time witnessing the st pat's day carnival. it has been going on in SG for 4years now and  I never knew a thing. but it was really interesting! all the irish people dressed in green and funny costumes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18th march&lt;/strong&gt; - guides again &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20th march&lt;/strong&gt; - HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHAR!!! too tired to do a proper update on char's birthday though. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-7318150284959753925?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/7318150284959753925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=7318150284959753925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7318150284959753925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7318150284959753925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2009/03/although-pictures-from-b4s-rmb-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-3980824980108795699</id><published>2009-03-11T00:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T00:56:29.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;a new chapter in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;computers and I are enemies. mutual hatred.  my PC and I could never get along, ever since the acer person set him up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and at a time like this, I got reminded of an email I received - " Similarities between women and computers"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So here are some points from the email. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; A woman is like a computer in that she costs more than you thought it would. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;if you are inactive with them for more than fifteen minutes, they go off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just like women, so too for computers: every year a new model is released that is younger, more advanced and gives a lot more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The native language they use to communicate with other computers is incomprehensible to everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Even your smallest mistakes are stored in long-term memory for later retrieval&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;well, how could I stop with just women? I had to look for similarities between men and computers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In order to get their attention, you have to turn them on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;They are supposed to help you solve your problems, but half the time they cause the problem have a lot of data but are still clueless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As soon as you commit to one, you realize that if you had waited a little longer, you could have had a better model&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;They are supposed to help you solve your problems, but half the time they cause the problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&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/1835112298294961073-3980824980108795699?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/3980824980108795699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=3980824980108795699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/3980824980108795699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/3980824980108795699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-chapter-in-life-computers-and-i-are.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-5922273964421217051</id><published>2009-03-01T18:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:09:40.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid blogger isn't uploading my entry!!! I just updated on the whole month of feb and IT ISN'T APPEARING. irritating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-5922273964421217051?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/5922273964421217051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=5922273964421217051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5922273964421217051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5922273964421217051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2009/03/stupid-blogger-isnt-uploading-my-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-6522784428717812684</id><published>2009-02-28T01:20:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T01:14:52.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;2nd feb - movie &amp;amp; beach with char and jings. dinner with them &amp;amp; few others&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SagiTI_t9FI/AAAAAAAABHY/6dv-Bcj3LZg/s1600-h/n525442995_1295744_8826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307529873083724882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SagiTI_t9FI/AAAAAAAABHY/6dv-Bcj3LZg/s320/n525442995_1295744_8826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SagiTNrrOJI/AAAAAAAABHg/_NFGyQKczes/s1600-h/n566017652_1819061_1390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307529874341836946" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SagiTNrrOJI/AAAAAAAABHg/_NFGyQKczes/s320/n566017652_1819061_1390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SagiTfur4VI/AAAAAAAABHo/70UbpHDJr0I/s1600-h/n525442995_1295814_9868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307529879186301266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SagiTfur4VI/AAAAAAAABHo/70UbpHDJr0I/s320/n525442995_1295814_9868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6th to 9th feb - penang trip with my appa. an eye-opener,really. learning more about my religion and its practices was an eye-opener. Thaipusam in Singapore and Thaipusam in Malaysia...huge huge difference. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12th feb - BTT. passed (: " slumdog millionaire" with char, prabs, hariz, jings &amp;amp; wil. dinner with char.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;14th feb - lunch with ginn, supper with sher. char came late and wen was working, but we all still met up for abit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17th feb - dinner at clarke quay with char, sher &amp;amp; wen.mexican fooooood!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SaglFMOnadI/AAAAAAAABIA/_k5289lOUDY/s1600-h/n525442995_1367431_8399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307532931968231890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SaglFMOnadI/AAAAAAAABIA/_k5289lOUDY/s320/n525442995_1367431_8399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SaglE06kIwI/AAAAAAAABHw/Ahhmz1Fptk8/s1600-h/n525666792_1905726_7345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307532925710115586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SaglE06kIwI/AAAAAAAABHw/Ahhmz1Fptk8/s320/n525666792_1905726_7345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SaglFNiUWmI/AAAAAAAABH4/2DUdEqzLbrE/s1600-h/n525442995_1367432_8702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307532932319304290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SaglFNiUWmI/AAAAAAAABH4/2DUdEqzLbrE/s320/n525442995_1367432_8702.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;19th feb - met retard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;24th feb - sec 1 clique dinner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SapVrT0JfVI/AAAAAAAABIY/BPteha79g3g/s1600-h/n720916526_1580967_4256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308149313351286098" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SapVrT0JfVI/AAAAAAAABIY/BPteha79g3g/s320/n720916526_1580967_4256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SapVrAOLW8I/AAAAAAAABIQ/cg-zGrwHRqE/s1600-h/n720916526_1580972_5550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308149308091751362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SapVrAOLW8I/AAAAAAAABIQ/cg-zGrwHRqE/s320/n720916526_1580972_5550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SapVrI1C8CI/AAAAAAAABII/TfKlXzBXIlY/s1600-h/n720916526_1580966_3961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308149310402261026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SapVrI1C8CI/AAAAAAAABII/TfKlXzBXIlY/s320/n720916526_1580966_3961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25th feb - minds cafe with char, prabs &amp;amp; hariz. had a really good time there (: taboo was the funnest! I still laugh to myself when I think of all the funny things we said and did while we were at minds. dinner at thai express with char &amp;amp; prabs after that. talked and rotted around at esplanade till about 11plus. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26th feb - lunch at vivo with daryl, raz,nicole,song,jonathan &amp;amp; peien.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/ScPMGPJ9RMI/AAAAAAAABIw/-J4VcWEwBhk/s1600-h/P2260004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315316392746894530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/ScPMGPJ9RMI/AAAAAAAABIw/-J4VcWEwBhk/s320/P2260004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/ScPMGa8eT2I/AAAAAAAABI4/LFoqRaAaDck/s1600-h/P2260013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315316395911565154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/ScPMGa8eT2I/AAAAAAAABI4/LFoqRaAaDck/s320/P2260013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/ScPMGRVmeeI/AAAAAAAABJA/WYZBFCwe_TM/s1600-h/P2260016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315316393332603362" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/ScPMGRVmeeI/AAAAAAAABJA/WYZBFCwe_TM/s320/P2260016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yummy crystal jade dinner with my sister after hanging around vivo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well well, that sums up the short month of feb. oh and inject some work in between all those going out days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FINALLY THIS POST GETS UPLOADED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-6522784428717812684?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/6522784428717812684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=6522784428717812684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6522784428717812684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6522784428717812684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2009/02/2nd-feb-movie-beach-with-char-and-jings.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SagiTI_t9FI/AAAAAAAABHY/6dv-Bcj3LZg/s72-c/n525442995_1295744_8826.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-948172597682762655</id><published>2009-01-30T02:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T02:33:43.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;life's lesson #711&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;whenever and wherever there are fools, there will be cheats.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;SO BE SMART AND DON'T GET CHEATED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;life's lesson #29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;clarify whenever in doubt. ASK and clear your doubts or risk paying a price later on. its a lot easier to just open your mouth and ask, than to assume things and regret them later. so why go through all this? just ASK.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;life's lesson #1512&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;extended members of your family are EXTENDED MEMBERS of your FAMILY. they can NEVER be your employer.&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/1835112298294961073-948172597682762655?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/948172597682762655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=948172597682762655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/948172597682762655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/948172597682762655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2009/01/lifes-lesson-711-whenever-and-wherever.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-8384785918262047868</id><published>2009-01-26T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T21:15:33.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Since, I didn't manage to set new year resolutions for the english New year, I decided to follow the year of the Ox this year. okay, yes, I'm indian and following the Chinese New year is weird, but the Tamil New year ( which ISN'T deepavali!!! ) is like in April. too late lah. So I will follow the CNY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and no, I'm not going to blog my resolutions for the whole world to see ( okay okay, hardly anyone comes to this blog) Instead, I'm going to blog about a few funny new year quotes I came across. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(55, 55, 55);   font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: 10px; line-height: 135%; padding-bottom: 6px; "&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: 10px; line-height: 135%; padding-bottom: 4px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"New Year's Day: Now is the accepted time to make your regular annual good resolutions. Next week you can begin paving hell with them as usual." ~Mark Twain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;How true right? Without fail, we always make new year resolutions. But how often do we stick by it? I already broke one of my new year resolutions on the first day itself!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 16px;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and I'm going to break another of my resolution by ending this post halfway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/1835112298294961073-8384785918262047868?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/8384785918262047868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=8384785918262047868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8384785918262047868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8384785918262047868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2009/01/since-i-didnt-manage-to-set-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-11741440352021874</id><published>2009-01-17T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:15:08.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know the feeling/moment...you have to do something and the next minute you completely forget what you intended to do? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, I'm experiencing that now. since, I can't seem to remember, I will go and eat. yes, and put on more weight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-11741440352021874?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/11741440352021874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=11741440352021874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/11741440352021874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/11741440352021874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-know-feelingmoment.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-707130702329364552</id><published>2009-01-14T23:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:01:39.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;  boredom led char do to the quizzes. just too free and curiosity led me to do the quizzes. haha.  &lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt; &lt;span style="';font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;color:black;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;You Are "esc"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkeyboardkeyareyouquiz/esc.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Some people might try to say that you're unreliable or flighty.&lt;br /&gt;But you can't help it. You're always finding yourself in sticky situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're willing to bail if things are looking bad. You are quite impatient.&lt;br /&gt;For you, having to escape every now in then is the price of taking risks. And you're not about to stop taking risks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkeyboardkeyareyouquiz/"&gt;What Keyboard Key Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt; &lt;span style="';font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;color:black;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;You Are Banana Nut Pancakes&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofpancakesareyouquiz/banananut.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; You prefer complex and interesting foods.&lt;br /&gt;You shy away from anything that's ordinary or tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not likely that someone would find white sandwich bread or boxed mac n' cheese in your kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, someone might find an original recipe of yours cooking up - or some interesting ethnic food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofpancakesareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Pancakes Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt; &lt;span style="';font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;color:black;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;You Are Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdayoftheweekareyouquiz/wednesday.png" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Like this day of the week, you are ruled by Mercury.&lt;br /&gt;More than anything, you are unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are witty and wise - but you are also easily bored.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be flighty and careless. You are unreliable at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some ways, it's perfect that you match up with hump day.&lt;br /&gt;You are always coasting downhill - even when it seems like an uphill battle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdayoftheweekareyouquiz/"&gt;What Day of the Week Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt; &lt;span style="';font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;color:black;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;You Should Walk on Stilts&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcircusactshouldyouperformquiz/stilts.png" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Your biggest talent is your ability to make people laugh.&lt;br /&gt;And like most comedians, you'll do anything to get a people roaring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how to work a crowd. You are witty, but you are also great at physical comedy.&lt;br /&gt;But you'll leave the daredevil stunts to other people... you don't need them to get your applause. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcircusactshouldyouperformquiz/"&gt;What Circus Act Should You Perform?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="';font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;color:black;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Your True Birth Month Is March&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourtruebirthmonthquiz/march.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Moody&lt;br /&gt;Secretive&lt;br /&gt;Revengeful&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;Affectionate&lt;br /&gt;Loves traveling&lt;br /&gt;Loves attention&lt;br /&gt;Shy and reserved&lt;br /&gt;Musically talented&lt;br /&gt;Loves home decor&lt;br /&gt;Not easily angered&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive to others&lt;br /&gt;Loves special things&lt;br /&gt;Attractive personality&lt;br /&gt;Loves to serve others&lt;br /&gt;Loves peace and serenity&lt;br /&gt;Observant and assesses others&lt;br /&gt;Loves to dream and fantasize&lt;br /&gt;Appreciative and returns kindness&lt;br /&gt;Hasty decisions in choosing partners&lt;br /&gt;Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourtruebirthmonthquiz/"&gt;What's Your True Birth Month?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align="center"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-707130702329364552?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/707130702329364552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=707130702329364552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/707130702329364552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/707130702329364552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-6174400040771168759</id><published>2009-01-13T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T01:06:50.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;caution: this entry was typed out of utter boredom. pls don't bother reading it unless you're as bored as I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jaishree Jaybalan is very very very very bored.  okay, thats an understatement. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished watching another drama series (taiwanese this time round!) and I'm not exactly in the mood to start on another one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blog hopping is tiresome as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no interesting pics to kay-poh around in fb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not in the mood to continue reading my book. yes, I'm not those types who cannot put down a book once they've started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what else is there to do!? okay, yes, save the world, feed dying children and so on. but pls be practical. its 1.05am...WHAT IS THERE TO DO!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how ironic isn't it, when I was so busy with school work, I was so jealous of the people who were having holidays. now that I'm on holiday, I'm bored to death. urgh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1835112298294961073-6174400040771168759?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/6174400040771168759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=6174400040771168759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6174400040771168759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6174400040771168759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2009/01/caution-this-entry-was-typed-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-8565010047534049990</id><published>2009-01-05T22:48:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T01:52:34.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;okay then, here are the pictures! finally, I know. there's another thing to update on, but I'll leave that to another time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;oh and btw...pls visit, advertise and PATRONISE! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://candidd.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://candidd.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://candidd.livejournal.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;02 01 09 &lt;/span&gt;dinner with lins, prilaa, changs &amp;amp; ginn at hogs breath cafe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWI5KC3OVFI/AAAAAAAABGg/STYFmLdU0EE/s1600-h/P1020472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWI5KC3OVFI/AAAAAAAABGg/STYFmLdU0EE/s320/P1020472.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287851757216355410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWI5J8SM6CI/AAAAAAAABGY/bsg0HzBzgUo/s1600-h/P1020474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWI5J8SM6CI/AAAAAAAABGY/bsg0HzBzgUo/s320/P1020474.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287851755450460194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWI5JTEEsLI/AAAAAAAABGQ/ceqgM_mTWBs/s1600-h/n733147781_1835921_1973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWI5JTEEsLI/AAAAAAAABGQ/ceqgM_mTWBs/s320/n733147781_1835921_1973.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287851744385347762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;02 01 09 &lt;/span&gt;sentosa with char &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWI5Ih5eNtI/AAAAAAAABGI/ek7UewfpXXE/s1600-h/n525442995_1155679_8598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWI5Ih5eNtI/AAAAAAAABGI/ek7UewfpXXE/s320/n525442995_1155679_8598.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287851731187545810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31 12 08   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;tea with amee,ser &amp;amp; emelia at 2am desert bar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWI03GbVDUI/AAAAAAAABF4/8lXLfwxYk1E/s1600-h/n620151553_1892673_3151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWI03GbVDUI/AAAAAAAABF4/8lXLfwxYk1E/s320/n620151553_1892673_3151.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287847033709071682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWI02umKRXI/AAAAAAAABFw/ur-AK3SB_eY/s1600-h/n620151553_1892670_1850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWI02umKRXI/AAAAAAAABFw/ur-AK3SB_eY/s320/n620151553_1892670_1850.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287847027312051570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWI01xUTxgI/AAAAAAAABFo/xs7U2YdJyPs/s1600-h/n620151553_1892667_818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWI01xUTxgI/AAAAAAAABFo/xs7U2YdJyPs/s320/n620151553_1892667_818.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287847010862614018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWI01Q-V-dI/AAAAAAAABFg/106PsJ-UlP4/s1600-h/n589100306_5171816_6959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWI01Q-V-dI/AAAAAAAABFg/106PsJ-UlP4/s320/n589100306_5171816_6959.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287847002180549074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30 12 08 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;lunch with raz &amp;amp; preeths at ny ny city hall cum monopoly WORLD EDITION PLAYING TIME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWIzgGYCBkI/AAAAAAAABFY/cpL500GBil4/s1600-h/PC300463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWIzgGYCBkI/AAAAAAAABFY/cpL500GBil4/s320/PC300463.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287845539046622786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWIwxEyg-PI/AAAAAAAABFQ/Eqb6FfLYBgc/s1600-h/PC300461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWIwxEyg-PI/AAAAAAAABFQ/Eqb6FfLYBgc/s320/PC300461.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287842532143724786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWIvUe_So1I/AAAAAAAABFI/h8R4SzpnI0s/s1600-h/PC300459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWIvUe_So1I/AAAAAAAABFI/h8R4SzpnI0s/s320/PC300459.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287840941448799058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWIuAu3i9QI/AAAAAAAABFA/n_b4sFw8WbU/s1600-h/PC300458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWIuAu3i9QI/AAAAAAAABFA/n_b4sFw8WbU/s320/PC300458.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287839502602269954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWIhDQCGamI/AAAAAAAABE4/vIOYXtZ-yB8/s1600-h/PC300457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWIhDQCGamI/AAAAAAAABE4/vIOYXtZ-yB8/s400/PC300457.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287825252213484130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25 12 08 &lt;/span&gt;christmas. raz over at my aunt's place &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWOZEIQyIPI/AAAAAAAABGw/bR_cjOz1vkM/s320/batam+nasi+padang+003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288238683679498482" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1835112298294961073-8565010047534049990?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/8565010047534049990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=8565010047534049990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8565010047534049990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8565010047534049990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2009/01/02-01-09-dinner-with-lins-prilaa-changs.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SWI5KC3OVFI/AAAAAAAABGg/STYFmLdU0EE/s72-c/P1020472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-7784772903447537029</id><published>2009-01-04T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T02:15:14.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wowness! its the new year! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another year and we are all getting old. how fantastic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay lets rewind alittle to the last week of 2008, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- christmas ( the usual bumming at my aunt's place. oh yes yes, raz came for dinner! pictures pls )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- mom's birthday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- out with raz &amp;amp; preeths for NEW YORK NEW YORK ( yes, finally! satisfied my desire for their candy floss &amp;amp; raz's pretty colorful chairs. but poor preeths couldn't eat her vege lasagna. ooh the filipino worker there was quite amusing. and nice enough to do the candy floss thing for us cause we didn't actually want to experiment. just so you know, it isn't as easy as it looks! ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;monopoly WORLD EDITION at mrs.fields/esplanade. coolness to the max!!! I bought pa-ree! HAHA. okay thats paris yeah. stupid shoes totally ruined my mood or I might have actually walked more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- new year's eve : work ( don't ask )  tea with amee, ser &amp;amp; emelia. forgot my cam, so pics with them. have to wait for the pics. ooh we went to the 2am desert bar. quite fascinating indeed. will add on the details with the pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I spent the first day of the new year with flu &amp;amp; sleeping more than half the day. what a way to start the year right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 2nd day of the new year: FINALLY met char. after a month. went to sentosa for some picture taking :) then we went to town to watch australia and then I left for holland v for dinner with lins, changs, prills and ginn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;australia was lovely, just a little too draggy for y liking. but who cares, more time to look at hugh jackman!!! and I think he looks alot better with his facial hair than none at all. and nicole kidman, goodness! her baby bump is freaking smaller than my fats bump. how disturbing! jaish really needs to go exercise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dinner at hogs breath cafe. good catching up and laughing our heads off :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- family gathering at east coast. not as bad as I expected it to be. just that the crowd totally turned me off from cycling, but I still did. haha. and I didnt fall!haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well then, that has been my plans for the past 2 weeks. will try to upload the pictures when I'm less lazy.haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nights loves! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1835112298294961073-7784772903447537029?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/7784772903447537029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=7784772903447537029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7784772903447537029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7784772903447537029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2009/01/wowness-its-new-year-another-year-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-3313160602795374</id><published>2008-12-24T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:44:35.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well well, I'm here to update you'll ( if anyone is actually reading) about my not-so-very interesting life. its been meet ups &amp;amp; going out. quite brainless &amp;amp; stress-less ( excluding the MI gathering!!) though its a little tiresome to kept going out, I'm not complaining. haha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last week: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thurs - meet up with amee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fri - minds cafe with san &amp;amp; ayesha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SVETsZNmfjI/AAAAAAAABEY/QdRT-Hvti_g/s400/PC190421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283025491285409330" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SVETtrGIBYI/AAAAAAAABEw/Sa_0nCzDaV4/s400/PC190425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283025513265759618" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SVETspyd6nI/AAAAAAAABEg/8TvyXQJhugU/s400/PC190430.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283025495735003762" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this week! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sun - vivo with ginn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mon - self-pampering day! &lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tues - MI class gathering &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SVETr0R_k8I/AAAAAAAABEQ/ueNDPiueW_M/s400/PC230440.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283025481371718594" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodbye for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS &amp;amp; A HAPPY NEW YEAR! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-3313160602795374?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/3313160602795374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=3313160602795374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/3313160602795374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/3313160602795374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-well-im-here-to-update-youll-if.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SVETsZNmfjI/AAAAAAAABEY/QdRT-Hvti_g/s72-c/PC190421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-4771782756341718255</id><published>2008-12-15T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T22:45:55.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 things I learned about the Philippines in my 8-day trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Water buffalo - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;carabao &lt;/span&gt;is the national animal of the Philippines&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SUZQ1imPB1I/AAAAAAAABEA/AUEl9HAIhpc/s1600-h/PC110391.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SUZQ1imPB1I/AAAAAAAABEA/AUEl9HAIhpc/s400/PC110391.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279996493888948050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Balut &lt;/span&gt;is deemed as the world's most gruesome food by some food critics. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Balut&lt;/span&gt; is a fertilized duck egg with a nearly-developed embryo inside that is boiled and eaten in the shell. Some say they can see the duck beak and what not. I TRIED IT!! and I thought it was quite delicious, definitely not the world's most gruesome food. bittergourd is worse!!  below is the picture of the egg shells after my host and I ate balut. quite a different experience and I'm glad I tired it. even have a video :p the rest of my family members chickened ( haha no pun intended) out though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SUZQ1Sn7tqI/AAAAAAAABD4/L0tmL2MBzXQ/s1600-h/PC090347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SUZQ1Sn7tqI/AAAAAAAABD4/L0tmL2MBzXQ/s400/PC090347.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279996489601103522" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;They must have their rice every meal. yes, all 3 meals. Yet, they are all so slim,practically half the size of me. You know, even fast food joints like jollibean, kfc all serve rice. yeah, so you can have your crispy chicken with rice. Too bad I didn't get to take a picture of it, the rice came wrapped up in cute little packets. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Window shopping the national lexicon of the Philippines. Yup, ALL filipinos love going to the mall, even if they don't buy things. They've got malls EVERYWHERE. The malls were so packed on weekdays. On the last few days of my trip, I stayed at a hotel near few malls, so my breakfast was usually at the malls and each morning there would be a long queue at the malls, even before the mall opens. crazy isn't it - between, that was on a friday. I wonder how the weekends would be. well, after learning that filipinos love going to the mall, I'm not surprised that the world's 3rd and 4th largest malls are at the philippines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279201098019836914" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SUN9baFTE_I/AAAAAAAABDI/MPqLGuKCy_Y/s400/PC060247.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I thought this was quite hilarious &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279201104590008514" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SUN9byjv8MI/AAAAAAAABDY/pxnxWySNsbA/s400/PC120410.JPG" border="0" /&gt; ooh this is the tight security at all the malls.not bad huh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; They have the most beautiful sceneries there. From little villages on a mountain, to submerged volcanoes to soft white sand beaches, the philippines has everything, really.  You know, the philippines is made up of 7107 islands - the archipelago is huge. 2nd largest in the world actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SUZQ05AvedI/AAAAAAAABDw/vN_ynOc9Kzs/s400/PC080301.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279996482725837266" /&gt;see the mouth of volcano?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279201122477635618" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SUN9c1MfeCI/AAAAAAAABDo/jBvgdNRy2I4/s400/PC080313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;beautiful ain't it? one of my fluke pictures. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apart from beautiful sceneries, they had beautiful man-made buildings like this castle-y old church below. supposedly one of the oldest churches in the world.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SUN9cZqpX5I/AAAAAAAABDg/YkdxMFsy8Ho/s1600-h/PC110395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279201115087921042" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SUN9cZqpX5I/AAAAAAAABDg/YkdxMFsy8Ho/s400/PC110395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The over-head bridges and bus-stops in Quezon City are blue and pink just because the the governor there loves the colours blue and pink. mind you, the governor is a guy. what a pity I didn't manage to take a picture. I hope the governor doesn't change by the time I go back to the philippines. haha. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; They love boxing - one of the national sports of the Philippines. On the sunday I was there, some "dream match" was held between the best Philippines fighter - manny paciuo and some italian guy. Just cause of the match, the streets were practically dead cause everyone was watching the match. It was shocking to see the streets so empty, the traffic  there is usually horrible, but not as bad as the one in BK. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, some of the interesting stuff I learned about the philippines. typing this post has made me wanna go back there!good food - I put on damn alot of weight eating so much meat, snacks and rice there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh another thing, I've been pronouncing maneul quezon wrongly for the past 2 years.haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SUN9btwoFwI/AAAAAAAABDQ/cBjnHl6Bhoo/s1600-h/PC070294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279201103301842690" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SUN9btwoFwI/AAAAAAAABDQ/cBjnHl6Bhoo/s400/PC070294.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh guess what time the above picture was taken? at 6.45pm!! so dark yeah. It gets dark at like 5plus. because of the christmas season. yep, during the christmas season, though it doesn't snow, the sky gets dark real quick. at philippines, I felt so christmasy and all, but when I returned home, it was back to the routine life. oh wells, my philippines trip was good while it lasted (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1835112298294961073-4771782756341718255?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/4771782756341718255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=4771782756341718255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/4771782756341718255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/4771782756341718255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/12/8-things-i-learned-about-philippines-in.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SUZQ1imPB1I/AAAAAAAABEA/AUEl9HAIhpc/s72-c/PC110391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-6697449246554078535</id><published>2008-12-13T05:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T05:27:46.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm baaaack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uploading and looking at all the pictures,videos we took at the philippines.ahh, its so nice just looking at them. I wanna go back there, right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-6697449246554078535?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/6697449246554078535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=6697449246554078535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6697449246554078535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6697449246554078535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-baaaack-uploading-and-looking-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-3305254117693874280</id><published>2008-12-05T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T02:25:30.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fb is being flooded with prom pictures. for lazy bummers like me, the pictures provide cheap or more like free entertainment.hehh. but it really sucks up time. you can just look at pictures for HOURS.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, I'm jetsetting to the philippines in a few hours!! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;half excited, half not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause its been a long time since I went on a plane - yes, I'm scared. I don't want to crash in air. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though I know philippines has crazy christmas sales, I'm not totally looking forward cause my dad dislikes shopping and we can't obviously leave him alone while we shop. its times like these when I know that my dad secretly wishes for a son. too bad, I'm a girl and so is my sister. haha, it reminds me of my tom-boy moments when I was young. Sometimes I even thought I was a boy! cause I was a total opposite to my spoilt, bratty &amp;amp; vain sister. she preferred to dress up and what not and I hated all that, especially dresses and to comb my hair ( don't ask why)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, now I no longer suffer from a identity crisis - I am a girl. thankfully. if I were a boy, I'd had to go through NS, I rather die. or actually, I would die there if  I had to do all those runs and what nots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well then, I should go off to bed. see you in a week's time loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-3305254117693874280?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/3305254117693874280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=3305254117693874280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/3305254117693874280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/3305254117693874280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/12/fb-is-being-flooded-with-prom-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-2084435820811760662</id><published>2008-12-03T14:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T17:13:32.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;captured by the lenses (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, not all the pictures. uploaded most onto &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fb&lt;/span&gt;! and majority of photos on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;char's&lt;/span&gt; camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STYq-x0rDFI/AAAAAAAABAo/OM_49a9zak4/s320/PC020160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275451271525633106" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STYrAWFe9oI/AAAAAAAABBA/7s63y4GuOL0/s320/PC020166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275451298439689858" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STYq_OEznkI/AAAAAAAABAw/YPmyTudi-3Y/s320/PC020162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275451279109496386" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STYq_9Hdt5I/AAAAAAAABA4/zqbLALIbiDs/s320/PC020165.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275451291737110418" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STYrAktuWqI/AAAAAAAABBI/SUKUbit3Aoc/s320/PC020171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275451302366567074" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STZHGZKdLYI/AAAAAAAABCI/5hpP-VQgtao/s400/PC020180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275482188670643586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STZHFvLmZEI/AAAAAAAABCA/7wWBHGr2bVw/s400/PC020179.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275482177401152578" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STYvOu7FaOI/AAAAAAAABBQ/6rBcymtgzN0/s320/PC020173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275455943671638242" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STYvPnmnGLI/AAAAAAAABBo/WvB9zsPfyVE/s320/PC020176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275455958886586546" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STYvQPD-noI/AAAAAAAABBw/SQzgJehQMh4/s320/PC020177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275455969478745730" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STZHFmCRpXI/AAAAAAAABB4/MhVkcbC8Pto/s400/PC020178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275482174946125170" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STZHGqkkwdI/AAAAAAAABCQ/R3VXo7ooWKc/s400/PC020181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275482193343594962" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STZKBT0CjzI/AAAAAAAABCg/YlmDk9GT9P8/s400/PC020188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275485399869984562" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STZKCCuRVVI/AAAAAAAABCw/BXB3M2Q_TZg/s400/PC020187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275485412462253394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STZKBnqB--I/AAAAAAAABCo/bylaCd-ReAA/s400/PC020189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275485405196712930" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STZKCbR1JnI/AAAAAAAABC4/AupBQhhiPeg/s400/PC020192.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275485419053852274" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STZKCgD9MDI/AAAAAAAABDA/pkZSUs7y1O4/s400/PC020194.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275485420337836082" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;truly an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unforgettable&lt;/span&gt; night &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/1835112298294961073-2084435820811760662?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/2084435820811760662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=2084435820811760662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/2084435820811760662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/2084435820811760662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/12/captured-by-lenses-okay-not-all.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STYq-x0rDFI/AAAAAAAABAo/OM_49a9zak4/s72-c/PC020160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-7936452515048427338</id><published>2008-11-30T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:17:14.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jaish is a sucker. she is grinning away like a fool while typing this post. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why the sudden joy? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't really be explained. haha. must be the period, crazy mood swings!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/1835112298294961073-7936452515048427338?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/7936452515048427338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=7936452515048427338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7936452515048427338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7936452515048427338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/11/jaish-is-sucker.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-6476047380270737670</id><published>2008-11-29T00:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T00:56:56.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been too lazy to blog cause I rather waste my life away being a part-time couch potato. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in a nutshell, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- library and went to far east for a really short while. I walked around by myself, without my hp ( accidentally forgot to bring my phone) so I was cut out from time cause I only rely on my phone for time. as usual, walking around by myself didn't go too well, which is why I left rather quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - dinner with amee dear, emelia, fel &amp;amp; ser at sushi tei. tried some interesting food.haha sushi tei is my new favourite jap place. walked around &amp;amp; took pictures with the not-so-elegant-nor-mesmerizing Christmas decorations. All I can say is that the standard of the decorations seems to be deteriorating, year after year. I had a good time catching up with all of them and reminiscing our secondary school days. okay okay, there was quite of bit of gossiping too. well, not gossiping, networking :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STAb2j4EUwI/AAAAAAAAA_4/wlfGvTHpgF4/s1600-h/PB250141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273745787808142082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STAb2j4EUwI/AAAAAAAAA_4/wlfGvTHpgF4/s320/PB250141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STAb2Fy6DuI/AAAAAAAAA_o/bc2R-73yQoc/s1600-h/PB250146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273745779733434082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STAb2Fy6DuI/AAAAAAAAA_o/bc2R-73yQoc/s320/PB250146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STAb1UkUUEI/AAAAAAAAA_g/2JGU8gmouLo/s1600-h/PB250144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273745766518902850" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STAb1UkUUEI/AAAAAAAAA_g/2JGU8gmouLo/s320/PB250144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STAb2IqXk3I/AAAAAAAAA_w/CZr66NBe9Gc/s1600-h/PB250158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273745780502926194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STAb2IqXk3I/AAAAAAAAA_w/CZr66NBe9Gc/s320/PB250158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;reminded me of pw!! (: the guy who helped us to take this picture needs to sharpen his photography skills. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;- bummed around at home &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thurs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;- went to vivo with char &amp;amp; jings. no pictures here. it was a rather short trip cause I had to rush off and we bought the stuff we needed really quickly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- ran in the morning with lins ( its alot better running with a friend than running alone though I've always preferred the latter. ) went to settle some legal stuff with my parents in the morning (made me realise that lawyers really need secretaries. and some lawyers can pass off as coffee shop ah pehs rather than lawyers. yes, that bad. looks are very deceiving) towned with my sister after that.but it was a fruitless trip, only made me more sour. must be the period, horrible moodswings. slept till 9 plus and then went for supper. and here I am now. &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/1835112298294961073-6476047380270737670?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/6476047380270737670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=6476047380270737670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6476047380270737670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6476047380270737670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-been-too-lazy-to-blog-cause-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/STAb2j4EUwI/AAAAAAAAA_4/wlfGvTHpgF4/s72-c/PB250141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-3103616366381585759</id><published>2008-11-25T11:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T12:02:58.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a's has really made me super duper unfit. I'm on the verge of dying from obesity or some obesity related disease like heart attack or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd, the rain spared me and I was able to go for my run-jog-walk. but it was so bad!!! I ran my usual route, but within half the distance or even lesser, I was panting like some mad dog. I couldn't run, let alone jog. I ended up walking. yes, that bad. I think at most I only jogged/ran 1km. the rest of the distance was spent walking and slow jogging. but I pushed myself to go to a further distance, so that was the only accomplishment. To think that I wasn't willing to run with my sister cause she might slow me down, now, I bet, I will be the one slowing her down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the after effects are so horribly painful. it hurts to move my left leg, the thigh area. walking is less painful than climbing stairs or anything that involves lifting my leg. I had a hard time showering this morning cause I was so reluctant to step into the bath tub :/ luckily walking isn't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm resting today. No exercise today cause I'm meeting up with amee dear,et,ser &amp;amp; fel tonight for dinner at sushi tei (: sec 1 clique reunion man!I'm quite excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, out with char! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma is leaving for KL this afternoon. not totally yayness cause I've got chores to do. urgh. but actually I rather do anything than be a couch potato. its BORING!! I don't even mind going to work, but my uncle still hasn't called me. I can't appear to be all desperate for a job and call him first. so I shall patiently wait and pray that somehow, someone miraculously donates $200 to the "make jaishree happy" fund. hehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;edited. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;new layout, got sick of the old one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-3103616366381585759?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/3103616366381585759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=3103616366381585759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/3103616366381585759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/3103616366381585759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/11/as-has-really-made-me-super-duper-unfit.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-4067583523396521943</id><published>2008-11-23T02:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T02:31:00.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my ability to stay up is simply amazing. but whats the pt when I'm wide awake AFTER the A's??&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mom keeps saying how for the past few months, seeing me awake after 11pm was a rare sight, and now, I can't go to bed unless its after 3am. true true. studying was just so draining, can't blame me eh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished watching the whole series of coffee prince. Though channel U airs all these dramas, I like it better to watch it online cause the actors are using their real voices and not some weird duped voices. don't you'll ( the rare rare few people who actually read my blog) agree that it sounds really weird when they dupe the shows? like can't seem to match the voices to the faces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to start on a new drama or to read a book or to do my spring cleaning - yes, my study area looks the same way as it does during the A's. I just cannot bring myself to clean it. shocking eh, for someone who is very particular about messiness? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life after A's is not going to how I planned it to be. largely due to the paltry amount of money I'm left with. doesn't help that I've got outings, presents to buy, dinner plans and a never ending list of wants. great isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-4067583523396521943?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/4067583523396521943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=4067583523396521943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/4067583523396521943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/4067583523396521943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-ability-to-stay-up-is-simply-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-2301751271278405142</id><published>2008-11-19T09:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:28:52.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;an attempt to save my dying blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like how my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt; nick says it....CAN YOU SMELL THE FREEDOM???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truthfully, I didn't feel much of a difference. which isn't very good cause it means I wasn't too serious. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rmb&lt;/span&gt; how after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;O's&lt;/span&gt;, when I went to town, I felt awkward as though I was doing something wrong and not studying. but last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thurs&lt;/span&gt; ( self-declared holiday though A's wasn't officially over) when I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vivo&lt;/span&gt; with char,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;prabs&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt;, I didn't feel guilty or whatever.  oh wells, its over. No point crying over spilt milk. shall just wait till march and see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I have to admit, these 2 years have really gone by super duper quickly. like snap snap my fingers and poof! I guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what I wanted eh? sometimes,just sometimes, I wish I had been more optimistic and not so cynical towards the school. maybe then it wouldn't have been so painful &amp;amp; dull? but all these are "if only"s and there is nothing that can be done now. well at least I did learn stuff ( apart from academics)  &amp;amp; did make a few friends ( I made more friends through the common dislike for sch.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hehh&lt;/span&gt;)  the other funny thing was that I felt closer to one of my teachers than my own friends. It couldn't be helped that she was so nice (: &lt;br /&gt;okays okays, enough reminiscing. overdose can kill you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, what have I been doing so far? ( okay not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; since I only ended papers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ytd&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;- I finally finally met up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;amee&lt;/span&gt;! had tea/dinner at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;thomson&lt;/span&gt;. away from usual town, its just getting too boring. but actually, its been a long time since I went to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  watched 200 pound beauty &amp;amp; 1 litre of tears. yes yes, I know I'm very slow. 1 litre of tears is really so sad. when everyone was talking about it, I thought they were exaggerating, but its not true! it is really that sad. I'm amazed by the girl's spirit to live on, I'm sure if it was me, I would have been wallowing in self-pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I got my hair cut! one of the rare moments that I'm actually pleased with my hair cut. I took pics, but I felt too narcissistic, so I'm not going to post them up. but I'm sure I wouldn't be able to replicate whatever style the stylist did to my hair. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; going to head to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;vivo&lt;/span&gt; later on - SUSHI &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;TEI&lt;/span&gt;! satisfy my craving. then off to thread my brows. tomorrow I'm going out with my mom to get my running shoes! happy happy! cause then I can start on my weight-loss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;regime&lt;/span&gt;. no plans for fri. sat I'm going for dental and maybe out with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well, I'm running late!going off now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-2301751271278405142?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/2301751271278405142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=2301751271278405142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/2301751271278405142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/2301751271278405142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/11/attempt-to-save-my-dying-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-7330079817173032777</id><published>2008-10-31T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T16:51:42.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>show me anything related to SEA history and the chances of me turning violent or breaking down is very very high.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my 2years = 17 520h all dependent on a mere 3h paper. W-O-N-D-E-R-F-U-L&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( assuming I studied history every day. okay, assumption fails miserably, but you get the point eh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough said. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;move on with life. &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/1835112298294961073-7330079817173032777?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/7330079817173032777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=7330079817173032777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7330079817173032777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7330079817173032777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/10/show-me-anything-related-to-sea-history.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-7256405512165422879</id><published>2008-10-15T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:13:18.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;captured by the lenses (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=166293&amp;amp;l=3e7de&amp;amp;id=766795401"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=166293&amp;amp;l=3e7de&amp;amp;id=766795401&lt;/a&gt; part 1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=166305&amp;amp;l=f2337&amp;amp;id=766795401"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=166305&amp;amp;l=f2337&amp;amp;id=766795401&lt;/a&gt; part 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-7256405512165422879?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/7256405512165422879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=7256405512165422879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7256405512165422879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7256405512165422879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/10/captured-by-lenses-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-8605178795937076574</id><published>2008-10-01T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:45:33.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;got it from my friend's blog. pretty hilarious. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 WORDS WOMEN USE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(1) Fine&lt;/strong&gt; : This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(2) Five Minutes:&lt;/strong&gt; If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(3) Nothing&lt;/strong&gt; : This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(4) Go Ahead :&lt;/strong&gt; This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(5) Loud Sigh :&lt;/strong&gt; This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men.. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to # 3 for the meaning of nothing.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(6) That's Okay&lt;/strong&gt; : This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(7) Thanks :&lt;/strong&gt; A woman is thanking you, do not question, or Faint. Just say you're welcome. (I want to add in a clause here - This is true, unless she says 'Thanks a lot' - that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say 'you're welcome' ... that will bring on a 'whatever').&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(8) Whatever :&lt;/strong&gt; Is a women's way of saying F* YOU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(9) Don't worry about it, I got it :&lt;/strong&gt; Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking 'What's wrong?' For the woman's response refer to # 3.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Send this to the men you know, to warn them about arguments they can avoid if they remember the terminology.&lt;br /&gt;* Send this to all the women you know to give them a good laugh, cause they know it's true.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-8605178795937076574?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/8605178795937076574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=8605178795937076574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8605178795937076574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8605178795937076574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/10/got-it-from-my-friends-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-1056137667039513970</id><published>2008-09-27T22:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T22:38:44.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>overdue pictures! but lazy to comment. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5Cbzk1JQI/AAAAAAAAArc/cKAKKFGOYQ4/s1600-h/DSC00443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250707261029164290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5Cbzk1JQI/AAAAAAAAArc/cKAKKFGOYQ4/s320/DSC00443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5Cb1akgaI/AAAAAAAAArk/i-0nONDOKcQ/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250707261523001762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5Cb1akgaI/AAAAAAAAArk/i-0nONDOKcQ/s320/DSC00433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5Cbr2kPfI/AAAAAAAAArU/b5yGbG_vFrE/s1600-h/DSC00463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250707258956070386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5Cbr2kPfI/AAAAAAAAArU/b5yGbG_vFrE/s320/DSC00463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5Dpjdw6jI/AAAAAAAAAr0/O0_sxWtDnAo/s1600-h/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250708596734356018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5Dpjdw6jI/AAAAAAAAAr0/O0_sxWtDnAo/s320/IMG_0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5DpiVNPII/AAAAAAAAAr8/SPiTy4aKNCM/s1600-h/IMG_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250708596430027906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5DpiVNPII/AAAAAAAAAr8/SPiTy4aKNCM/s320/IMG_0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5DpjUzVFI/AAAAAAAAAsM/AIk55T6DL5M/s1600-h/IMG_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250708596696765522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5DpjUzVFI/AAAAAAAAAsM/AIk55T6DL5M/s320/IMG_0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5Dpnb3FGI/AAAAAAAAAsE/RcpV-Zwg8EQ/s1600-h/IMG_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250708597800113250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5Dpnb3FGI/AAAAAAAAAsE/RcpV-Zwg8EQ/s320/IMG_0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5CcOqphsI/AAAAAAAAArs/-hwxeWocVis/s1600-h/DSC00465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250707268301326018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5CcOqphsI/AAAAAAAAArs/-hwxeWocVis/s320/DSC00465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5DpwQId9I/AAAAAAAAAsU/B5AAA-Fini8/s1600-h/IMG_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250708600166840274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5DpwQId9I/AAAAAAAAAsU/B5AAA-Fini8/s320/IMG_0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5CbV1zNiI/AAAAAAAAArM/4gEthqqkNbw/s1600-h/DSC00468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250707253047277090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5CbV1zNiI/AAAAAAAAArM/4gEthqqkNbw/s320/DSC00468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-1056137667039513970?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/1056137667039513970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=1056137667039513970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/1056137667039513970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/1056137667039513970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/09/high-concentration-of-pictures-but-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SN5Cbzk1JQI/AAAAAAAAArc/cKAKKFGOYQ4/s72-c/DSC00443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-4130685888101532367</id><published>2008-09-10T16:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:08:03.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;come on everybody!say it with me!&lt;/em&gt; (pretenious bimbo cheer)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;P R E L I M S!!! yay!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yuck!my foot, yay! it is ONLY the third day and I'm already exhausted. if this is the &lt;em&gt;preliminary &lt;/em&gt;to A's, how is the real thing going to be!? oh well, don't have to wait too long to find out, cause its coming!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;edited. I refused to blog anything about exams and "spoil" my blog, but the picture of me gapping at the cake is getting weird.so no choice, I gave in to the "blog about exams!let the whole world know how badly its going" sentiments. no offence to anyone, but its just depressing to blog hop and realise that exams is the driving force behind everyone's lives now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pathetic, don't you think? ok no, I'm not asking you to go out and save the whales, bungee jump and what not. but just, life would be alot more fulfilling if we were to live for passion and something useful, not just achieve grades. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-4130685888101532367?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-6158704031900366843</id><published>2008-08-26T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T19:19:04.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SLPlkRVCDBI/AAAAAAAAArE/pfAs-GkWtKw/s1600-h/P8050024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238783202851687442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SLPlkRVCDBI/AAAAAAAAArE/pfAs-GkWtKw/s320/P8050024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm publicly embarrassing myself by uploading this picture. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my sweet tooth is baaaack!( okay, it never went away)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been craving for everything, anything chocolately - brownies, hot fundge sundae, mars bar, snicker bar, chocolate kinder bueno cake thingy from the cake shop at anchor pt!, chocolate eclairs, those chocolate muffins from 7 11, toblerone,muddy mud pie from coffee club ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhhh I want my sinful chocolate indulgence!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-6158704031900366843?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/6158704031900366843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=6158704031900366843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6158704031900366843'/><link rel='self' 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class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;empty ramblings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day I stepped into&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that&lt;/span&gt; place, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;little did I know I was in for a roller coaster ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh I should have seen it coming, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should have read the signs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I guess its over (my life, that is)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lost in a jungle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with turns and twists,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see no light, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet desperately searching for a way out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;but through that process,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;I lost something even more special,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I lost my soul, I lost myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-3295281606556363774?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/3295281606556363774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=3295281606556363774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/3295281606556363774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/3295281606556363774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/08/empty-ramblings-day-i-stepped-into-that.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-7932838373939670145</id><published>2008-08-07T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:05:47.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes yes, not the time to change my layout, but raz said it was having some problem, so I decided to change it. plus I'm in a pre national day holiday mood (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-7932838373939670145?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/7932838373939670145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=7932838373939670145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7932838373939670145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7932838373939670145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/08/yes-yes-not-time-to-change-my-layout.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-7470186056620935246</id><published>2008-08-03T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T23:01:17.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothing much to blog about or more like the words aren't flowwing. and I'm not in the mood to rant about my weekend/past week, so just look at the pictures yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SJXICNVlGrI/AAAAAAAAAq8/HGZw9DyjLkc/s1600-h/DSC00412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230306482526165682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SJXICNVlGrI/AAAAAAAAAq8/HGZw9DyjLkc/s320/DSC00412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SJXG0f3QBLI/AAAAAAAAAq0/Yl8IgTPkle4/s1600-h/Photo118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230305147469431986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SJXG0f3QBLI/AAAAAAAAAq0/Yl8IgTPkle4/s320/Photo118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SJXGzwhfuHI/AAAAAAAAAqs/3eGsdF1AuPM/s1600-h/DSC00411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230305134761719922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SJXGzwhfuHI/AAAAAAAAAqs/3eGsdF1AuPM/s320/DSC00411.JPG" 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;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SJXGztjGvOI/AAAAAAAAAqk/npjtY5WLwiM/s1600-h/DSC00409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230305133963164898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SJXGztjGvOI/AAAAAAAAAqk/npjtY5WLwiM/s320/DSC00409.JPG" 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;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SJXGzCC9dTI/AAAAAAAAAqc/MiwY1qXdVrI/s1600-h/DSC00033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230305122285614386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SJXGzCC9dTI/AAAAAAAAAqc/MiwY1qXdVrI/s320/DSC00033.jpg" 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;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SJXGy7R_RdI/AAAAAAAAAqU/p_X03h_KcBI/s1600-h/DSC00375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230305120469599698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SJXGy7R_RdI/AAAAAAAAAqU/p_X03h_KcBI/s320/DSC00375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-7470186056620935246?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/7470186056620935246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=7470186056620935246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7470186056620935246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7470186056620935246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/08/nothing-much-to-blog-about-or-more-like.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SJXICNVlGrI/AAAAAAAAAq8/HGZw9DyjLkc/s72-c/DSC00412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-2088305676574096614</id><published>2008-07-18T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:07:11.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why haven't I been updating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause my life is too boring. it is so robotic, so predictable, so mundane. yuck yuck yuck. okay okay, I should be grateful that I have a routine life rather than a life filled with killings,terrorists attacks and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only incident that disrupted my oh so boring and fixed life was that I fell sick. whenever I want to fall sick, I don't. whenever I don't feel like falling sick, I do! irony of life.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, even after the many many afternoon naps turned long duration of sleeping hours, I still feel like I'm nearing my death. especially when my cough erupts. strepsils is my new best friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-2088305676574096614?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/2088305676574096614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=2088305676574096614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/2088305676574096614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/2088305676574096614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-havent-i-been-updating-cause-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-1296218313111205077</id><published>2008-07-08T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:37:05.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've been trying to blog on something for the past few days. There have been quite a few topics for me to blog, but whenever I click on the "posting" nothing flows. And I'm not really in the mood to transfer pictures from my phone. So, after a dreary day in school, I do have something to blog about! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh oh, my sister and I happen to be on a "blacks" movie marathon. I watched dreamgirls last night and today was American gangster. How lovely lovely lovely!simply moving and really makes you wonder, where in the world Frank Lucas got all his plans from. Like, who in the world would think of smuggling opium in coffins!? Danzel Washington's acting was first-class, I doubt anyone else would have done this role so marvellously. See, all this just boils down to the fact that American gangster is one darn good movie! If only I had been 18 a few months earlier then I would have been able to catch the movie at the theatres. When I told this to my dad, all he said was " you should have just faked your way in!" haha. comparing to traditional dads that scold you and tell you to follow the law, my dad is a gem.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now, moving on. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;pick n' mix,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;pick n' mix, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;you pick the worst,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;mix them with the best, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;and what do you get?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;a bittersweet candy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;pick n' mix, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;pick n' mix, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;pick the unthinkables &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;and mix them with the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;unexpected,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;what do you get? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;go figure. life is unfair.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-1296218313111205077?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/1296218313111205077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=1296218313111205077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/1296218313111205077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/1296218313111205077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/07/ive-been-trying-to-blog-on-something.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-3312125814695283505</id><published>2008-07-05T11:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T12:37:09.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;lights, camera and action!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now, wasn't that quite a show?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;acting is certainly your forte, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause you had your audience mesmerized.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only they had known,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how to differentiate reel from real. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They applaud and worship you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;those stupid fools.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-3312125814695283505?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/3312125814695283505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=3312125814695283505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/3312125814695283505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/3312125814695283505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/07/lights-camera-and-action-now-wasnt-that.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-1305370108363744463</id><published>2008-07-03T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:07:29.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;life without school is oh so blissful! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I wish holidays and school days would swap. Like we only go to school in june, nov and decemember, then the rest of the year would be holidays!haha. Or another option would be to move to saudi. My tutor told me that there, the government PAYS the people cause the government is filthy rich. of course right, with all those soaring oil prices, the government is obviously making billions. all they have to do to make more money, is to turn the oil digger thing alittle deeper and ta da!more money is generated. sigh, if only money making is as easy as a b c for me! I'm currently running on a budget deficit ): and the sad part is that I have no clue where my money went to! I haven't actually been buying anything excessively, yet the money seems to be flowing out. how depressing right.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, I went to anchor point with gin today! I don't think she enjoyed it as much as she expected to.hehh. I got to eat yummy IKEA's yummy hot dog! met my cousin too! ahh this is random, but I actually miss my cousins. its a very rare thing, especially since in the past we used to have childish squabbles. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, I had fun wth ginn today! She is another one of those "links" to mg and around her I feel normal and comfortable. Like I know I won't be judged by her ( or at least I hope so!) and she's my newest idol!hahah. the many years of friendships ( which had quite abit of rough patches.hehh) does pay off yea, gin?  (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGzXeC6O1GI/AAAAAAAAAqE/u4xXOPEAOds/s1600-h/DSC00367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218782979392722018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGzXeC6O1GI/AAAAAAAAAqE/u4xXOPEAOds/s320/DSC00367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-1305370108363744463?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/1305370108363744463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=1305370108363744463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/1305370108363744463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/1305370108363744463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-without-school-is-oh-so-blissful.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGzXeC6O1GI/AAAAAAAAAqE/u4xXOPEAOds/s72-c/DSC00367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-5009139212838866085</id><published>2008-07-01T21:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:06:34.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;பாரு! &lt;/span&gt;தமிழ்-&lt;span class=""&gt;லில் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;ஈருகுது!&lt;/span&gt;நான் நீளமான ப்லோகபோச்ட் &lt;span class=""&gt;டைப் &lt;/span&gt;பண &lt;span class=""&gt;இருந்தேன். &lt;/span&gt;ஆனால் கட்னிமக் &lt;span class=""&gt;இருக்கிறது. &lt;/span&gt;இன்று மகிழ்ச்சியாக் &lt;span class=""&gt;இருந்தது (: &lt;/span&gt;லெட்ஸ் டூ மோர்! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, well yes yes, I've finally explored the tamil function on blogger!and gosh, its so damn hard! just to type those few sentences, I died okay. writing tamil is so much way easier!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, today was the END OF MIDS!!to rejoice and like how raz puts it "indian bonding session!" haha. it was really good to catch up with preeths &amp;amp; raz! (: but it was so weird that we kept mixing up each other's names :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to raz's house ( finally, I got to see her house!haha) then we took train down to east coast! ( btw, I'm alittle tired,so I'm going to skip some details) had our little picnic, which was rudely interrupted by those brave and disgusting birds :s we cycled to bedok jetty and back to 7/11. like after cycling for an hour or so, it started raining! ): how upsetting! so we just returned to bikes and went to tampines mall! walked around abit. It was fascinating for first timers - raz and me! but to preeths, it was like err whats new? haha. we ate at haagen dazs! and then went back home after that. sounds very short doesn't it? but it was still fun fun!though it did go by quite quickly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;east coast!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGoz-8S9bgI/AAAAAAAAAoM/HqGKMW04jNc/s1600-h/DSC00355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218040274692697602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGoz-8S9bgI/AAAAAAAAAoM/HqGKMW04jNc/s320/DSC00355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGoz-4QKMwI/AAAAAAAAAoU/TGx2wA0TUio/s1600-h/DSC00356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218040273607209730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGoz-4QKMwI/AAAAAAAAAoU/TGx2wA0TUio/s320/DSC00356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGoz_YAFeMI/AAAAAAAAAok/dboBzjOm36A/s1600-h/DSC00358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218040282129725634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGoz_YAFeMI/AAAAAAAAAok/dboBzjOm36A/s320/DSC00358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGoz_MQp_6I/AAAAAAAAAoc/HUpgCjWIIjw/s1600-h/DSC00357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218040278978002850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGoz_MQp_6I/AAAAAAAAAoc/HUpgCjWIIjw/s320/DSC00357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGoz_m-aD5I/AAAAAAAAAos/Zgw7Rt7zIKA/s1600-h/DSC00359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218040286149218194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGoz_m-aD5I/AAAAAAAAAos/Zgw7Rt7zIKA/s320/DSC00359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGo1zK02bdI/AAAAAAAAAo0/CrToKpRcv9A/s1600-h/DSC00361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218042271457766866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGo1zK02bdI/AAAAAAAAAo0/CrToKpRcv9A/s320/DSC00361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGo1zomhUdI/AAAAAAAAAo8/6J4tzqWJthM/s1600-h/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218042279450726866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGo1zomhUdI/AAAAAAAAAo8/6J4tzqWJthM/s320/DSC00362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;preethi's cute hoodie!haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGo1zws6MsI/AAAAAAAAApE/cCzsZJWgrGY/s1600-h/DSC00363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218042281625006786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGo1zws6MsI/AAAAAAAAApE/cCzsZJWgrGY/s320/DSC00363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGo10KcZlBI/AAAAAAAAApM/kxUIERYTJ9o/s1600-h/DSC00365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218042288535082002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGo10KcZlBI/AAAAAAAAApM/kxUIERYTJ9o/s320/DSC00365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;brownie EXPLOSION!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OVERDUE PICTURES! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last sat, my family and I went to marche for my sister's belated birthday dinner. the food was yum yum, though some of my favourites have been taken off the menu ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;marche!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGo29fw5CDI/AAAAAAAAApc/oxwqmnaCJUs/s1600-h/DSC00339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218043548388624434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGo29fw5CDI/AAAAAAAAApc/oxwqmnaCJUs/s320/DSC00339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGo2-NC6eiI/AAAAAAAAApk/Qno8KY9C7Bc/s1600-h/DSC00337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218043560543812130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGo2-NC6eiI/AAAAAAAAApk/Qno8KY9C7Bc/s320/DSC00337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGo2-Z_2ZAI/AAAAAAAAAps/P86bI_tbMVE/s1600-h/DSC00340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218043564020622338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGo2-Z_2ZAI/AAAAAAAAAps/P86bI_tbMVE/s320/DSC00340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;the cheesecake was too yummy so I ate most of it, even before I took the picture. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGo5LiaKeoI/AAAAAAAAAp8/qmT4XO7SeQk/s1600-h/DSC00351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218045988640029314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGo5LiaKeoI/AAAAAAAAAp8/qmT4XO7SeQk/s320/DSC00351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGo2-_TaerI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Oml_-rqUy7w/s1600-h/DSC00342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218043574034791090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGo2-_TaerI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Oml_-rqUy7w/s320/DSC00342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-5009139212838866085?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/5009139212838866085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=5009139212838866085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5009139212838866085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5009139212838866085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGoz-8S9bgI/AAAAAAAAAoM/HqGKMW04jNc/s72-c/DSC00355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-407025342830265869</id><published>2008-06-29T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T23:21:19.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The things I do sometimes makes me feel ever so childish and stupid. Then, when I think back on these past incidents, I laugh at my own stupidity. what a weirdo. yes world,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I know you agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cold war (jaishree's war) I'm waging with retard is sort of humourous ( but this does NOT mean that I'm no longer pissed) yet mentally draining cause it is quite difficult to stay mad at friends. or at least for me. So, if I ever get totally pissed off by you, you must have really crossed the limits. But don't worry retard, you have yet to cross the limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to retard:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though I was a tiny little bit angry, you do know that I can hardly be mad at you. It was kind of fun seeing you trying to tell me not to be angry and all. haha, you did sound worried!! thank you for adding humour into my otherwise boring ol sunday (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-407025342830265869?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/407025342830265869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=407025342830265869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/407025342830265869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/407025342830265869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/06/things-i-do-sometimes-makes-me-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-2236307436933970742</id><published>2008-06-27T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T23:11:23.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today is jaishree's self-declared holiday!! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like come on, one damn maths paper in another 4 days, must at least relax 2 out of 4 days right! plus today is a friday night!!my lovely days of the week, surely must enjoy to the max right!haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the hell-sent history paper I had to rush to the toilet to shit!!I like so kan chieong, the first to leave!The bad stomachache during the paper was so horrible, but I couldn't leave halfway cause time is very precious. (especially so for slow writing people like me) hehh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the paper, I went to town with char &amp;amp; her classmate. Ate at sakura-my first time!haha, yes yes, I'm a noob. But I didn't think it was very fantastic or anything. We walked around town and browsed around kino for quite sometime. I have this sudden urge to buy a pretty notebook. maybe I'll treat myself! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since char was waiting for claire till like 5, her classmate and I decided to be nice and accompany her. We wanted to catch a movie, but no suitable timings. So we ended up EATING again. This time at the HK cafe at cine. We sat and amused ourselves there till 5. like for about 2h! But time did pass by quickly cause char and I were entertaining ourselves at the expense of her classmate. Left at 5 to go meet xiang &amp;amp; wenz!! (: But I rushed back home to dump my bag first and change out. We ate at al-ameen!our usual!haha. So frustrating, I had left my ez link card in my skirt pocket, so I had to practically run back home to get the card,cause xiang and I were going for "love mg" Luckily love mg started late. But it was such a pity, I couldn't stroll up the hill to mg ): I actually miss walking that route. It is so much nearer and easier to walk that route than to walk from phoneix to pj!&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss mg damn alot! &lt;/strong&gt;the audi, chapel,the people, the food, the popular, the teachers, the familiar surroundings, aiyah everything lah! It is sad how we take things for granted and by the time you want to treasure it, it is kind of late already. &lt;em&gt;those 10 years were the best time of my life (:&lt;/em&gt; ask any mg girl and she'll the same thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a fruitful though tiring day. Glad that I could FINALLY meet xiang and wenz! the short time spent at "love mg" ( had to leave early) was very good enough. something better than nothing yea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes, the reason for having a blog called capturedbythelenses: PICTURES! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGT-ova4HKI/AAAAAAAAAno/hcVVsovy8VI/s1600-h/DSC00328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216574244279295138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGT-ova4HKI/AAAAAAAAAno/hcVVsovy8VI/s320/DSC00328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; rugby match&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGT-n-zmq6I/AAAAAAAAAnY/SGUHEqSxxD4/s1600-h/DSC00320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216574231229672354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGT-n-zmq6I/AAAAAAAAAnY/SGUHEqSxxD4/s320/DSC00320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGT-oVHlDXI/AAAAAAAAAng/JOLgrGv8NGg/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216574237219032434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGT-oVHlDXI/AAAAAAAAAng/JOLgrGv8NGg/s320/DSC00323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; study date with char in the holidays&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGT-o9IFhWI/AAAAAAAAAnw/J12uiuK-oLs/s1600-h/DSC00330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216574247958578530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGT-o9IFhWI/AAAAAAAAAnw/J12uiuK-oLs/s320/DSC00330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGT-pAYb6zI/AAAAAAAAAn4/DMiplLUOESM/s1600-h/DSC00332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216574248832461618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGT-pAYb6zI/AAAAAAAAAn4/DMiplLUOESM/s320/DSC00332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; today &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGUCgbrUicI/AAAAAAAAAoA/vFLKQWNeSL4/s1600-h/DSC00399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216578499587115458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGUCgbrUicI/AAAAAAAAAoA/vFLKQWNeSL4/s320/DSC00399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; railway track near school. guess who? &lt;/em&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/1835112298294961073-2236307436933970742?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/2236307436933970742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=2236307436933970742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/2236307436933970742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/2236307436933970742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-is-jaishrees-self-declared.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SGT-ova4HKI/AAAAAAAAAno/hcVVsovy8VI/s72-c/DSC00328.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-1945343966349222950</id><published>2008-06-19T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T21:26:01.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO! the small population who reads my blog!&lt;br /&gt;HELP TO PATRONISE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/dolceloolies/"&gt;http://community.livejournal.com/dolceloolies/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is for a VERY VERY VERY GOOD FRIEND and I will love you more when you patronise this blogshop (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-1945343966349222950?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/1945343966349222950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=1945343966349222950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/1945343966349222950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/1945343966349222950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-small-population-who-reads-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-8563994459620109816</id><published>2008-06-09T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T00:24:33.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;met retard ( jocelyn), retard hend and shiuan today! (: like after don't know how long, I finally got to meet shiuan today. But that girl ah, could only spend slightly more than an hour with us. oh wells, better than nothing. MIGHT meet them again ( together with the others) on july 5th. yes yes, I just want to get mids over and done with!!the torture of studying is unbearable. I rather eat cabbages! okay no, cabbages are worse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SE1YmzcniRI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/gE8rQGzIa1U/s1600-h/poster_blackbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209917767606044946" style="WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="166" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SE1YmzcniRI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/gE8rQGzIa1U/s320/poster_blackbook.jpg" width="157" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holland 1944 - The final years of WWII find beautiful Rachel Stein taking refuge with a family in rural Holland. Once a popular and wealthy singer, Rachel has been waiting out the war like many Jews in Europe, separated from her family and a moment away from being caught by the Gestapo. In a chain of events, Rachel joins the Dutch resistance forces and uncovers trails of deceit pointing to compatriots she once counted as her closest friends. To fight the enemy, she must become one of them.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh no!!!I think the last day for this movie is on wed!!!die die die. I want to watch it!!!who is already 18 and willing to watch with me? my dumb sister watching with her friend and I refuse to be a lampost(AGAIN!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-8563994459620109816?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/8563994459620109816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=8563994459620109816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8563994459620109816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8563994459620109816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/06/met-retard-jocelyn-retard-hend-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SE1YmzcniRI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/gE8rQGzIa1U/s72-c/poster_blackbook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-2248129845864776542</id><published>2008-06-04T21:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T22:18:48.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SEaeWXID_VI/AAAAAAAAAnA/qAn1RvFIiAQ/s1600-h/2516392296_d1ef5b3bf3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208024126102699346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SEaeWXID_VI/AAAAAAAAAnA/qAn1RvFIiAQ/s320/2516392296_d1ef5b3bf3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;prince edmund (: my new eye candy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes, after watching narnia, this is my new eye candy!!yu bin's too!haha. &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt; jonathan thinks that prince casplan looks good. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways, ytd, on my way back, I had the MOST HORRIBLE BUS RIDE ON 985. this ass was freaking smoking on the bus!!argh. he was scary looking,old. he looked like those malay gangsters so I didn't dare scream at him. but I didn't hide my disgust for him. I was screaming to gin about him (under my pullover though) stupid man. worst, the bus driver didn't realise, though he kept turning back. no other bus passengers complained though. surprising, ain't it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today I saw this customer ill-treat the poor cashier at esso today. annoyed, but I can't say why. Might be a little sensitive issue, so I'll just hush hush. but looking at how the whole "customer is always right" scares me. I've never felt this jittery about working in 7 11 :/ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel this urge to walk down the streets of orchard, bugis and EXPO ( john little sale!) but school work beckons ): but it isn't as if I'm mugging crazily to feel stressed or anything. the fact that&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I'm online shows quite abit, doesn't it? sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SEaj7sPnYyI/AAAAAAAAAnI/y3JPNQb-wdo/s1600-h/knWORDS_main,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208030264984822562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SEaj7sPnYyI/AAAAAAAAAnI/y3JPNQb-wdo/s320/knWORDS_main,0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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/1835112298294961073-2248129845864776542?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/2248129845864776542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=2248129845864776542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/2248129845864776542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/2248129845864776542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/06/prince-edmund-my-new-eye-candy-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SEaeWXID_VI/AAAAAAAAAnA/qAn1RvFIiAQ/s72-c/2516392296_d1ef5b3bf3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-7245107674925482658</id><published>2008-06-01T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T19:18:54.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you'll missed me. haha, okay shall skip the crapping and go straight to the main points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pre u sem 08&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back on friday afternoon. the camp was super fun, much more exciting than I expected. It was really an one of a kind experience. Different from most of the camps I have been too. duh. Though at first I dreaded it and it did take some time to settle down with my group, I did enjoy myself to the fullest.It was more like a holiday, not like a camp at all, except for the not so clean rooms and toilets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my group was very entertaining. A pity that we only bonded on the last 2 - 3 days. daryl's group was super bonded. Could really sense the unity. No wonder he can't stop talking about pre u sem! haha. ooh you know what, in the end, my group had 3 mg girls!!!what a coincidence right. to think that I talked alot more with jean in that 5 days than I ever did in 10yrs in mg. its like I knew she existed, she knew I existed,but we just never talked. Thats cause we were never in the same class, only in primary 1. haha. but yep, I was really thankful for pre u sem cause I got closer to different types of people (: it really was a whole new enriching experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the presentations weren't say very in-depth or fantastic as I expected it to be. but cj's presentation's was awesome. really really attention grabbing. I didn't get to see pj's presentation though. the panel discussions did provide me with insights to certain issues that didn't cross my mind before. so that was really beneficial. the best programme in pre u sem was the asian film fest! I got to watch "sepet". It was about inter-racial marriages/r'ships. really very heart warming. I want to get that movie. such a pity that they don't sell it in SG. the other activites were the digital chase, the sandcastle challenge. Digital chase wasn't that fun cause I'm an IT noob. the sandcastle challenge was pretty fun, but my flu spoilt my mood. yep, got wet in the rain and caught a cold on thurs. my bunkmate passed me the flu too :/ So I was practically dying on thurs. but in the evening it got much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of bunk mates, supposed to have only one bunk mate - jessica from cj. but cause sandra and felicia 's room had ants( DISGUSTING) they bunked in with us. the more the merrier! haha. but sleeping times were painful. but not as if we had alot of sleeping times. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough rambling about pre-u sem ( haha yes, I skipped most stuff already ok!) let the pictures take over. only uploading few. all can be seen in my facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SEKABeZPVAI/AAAAAAAAAmg/5aOYOyMswTw/s1600-h/1_310998566l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206864882020865026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SEKABeZPVAI/AAAAAAAAAmg/5aOYOyMswTw/s320/1_310998566l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;em&gt;my group&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SEKAB2NyPRI/AAAAAAAAAmo/fbw8ElWEpjg/s1600-h/DSC00301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206864888415272210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SEKAB2NyPRI/AAAAAAAAAmo/fbw8ElWEpjg/s320/DSC00301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;the full of nonsense things we did together (: I'll miss them so much! - something I didn't expect. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SEKACG4IheI/AAAAAAAAAmw/qaCuCRs31kE/s1600-h/DSC00305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206864892887860706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SEKACG4IheI/AAAAAAAAAmw/qaCuCRs31kE/s320/DSC00305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;my bunkmates and our room (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SEJ__gJPrGI/AAAAAAAAAmY/T5XkGqy9twI/s1600-h/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206864848130911330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SEJ__gJPrGI/AAAAAAAAAmY/T5XkGqy9twI/s320/DSC00269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is how we got our dinners! food was really splendid. 6 meals a day!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shopping trip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;yep, since I only slept like for 7 for 3days of camp, I was super exhausted. but I still went shopping on sat!! (:   I bought a new bag, 2 new tops, new cardigan and my UMBRELLA. haha. so now, jaish is officially broke! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Singaporeans are so inconsiderate. there was  a human traffic jam at the orchard mrt control station. the fact that it was pouring didn't help either. like the people who wanted to come out, kept pushing and towards who wanted to go in kept pushing. there was like no proper flow, so obviously jam right. sigh. I felt even more annoyed that no mrt officials came out to offer to help smoothen out the traffic jam. didn't stop there. at the elevator, people kept crowding around the place where you exit, so there was a jam there. but I was most annoyed by that, cause the elevator is moving, and if people don't move, how would the rest get off right? obviously it would led to some kind of accident! argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my buys for the day made me happy. jaish was a happy girl on sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kids run&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to meet yo, daryl, jonathan and yu bin at padang at 6.30am. but of course I was late! couldn't manage to catch the first bus lah. It was quite slack. we had to go around asking questions for the survey. I didn't know they paid us. like meal allowance. used that money to watch movie with jonathen and yu bin. after we went for lunch, daryl and yo left. then the remaining three of us went to watch narnia. not too bad. only edmund looked good. the prince of casplan was yucky cause I never fancied guys with long hair. haha. I liked dozed off a few times in the movie :/ still trying to get over the exhaustion from pre u sem. haha. somemore last night, I only slept for 2 plus hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to really get back my sleep by tonight, cause have to start mugging soon. one week gone already. I cannot screw up my mids, cause I can feel that my mom is really counting on me. and I don't wanna let her down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-7245107674925482658?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/7245107674925482658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=7245107674925482658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7245107674925482658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7245107674925482658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-back-i-bet-youll-missed-me.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SEKABeZPVAI/AAAAAAAAAmg/5aOYOyMswTw/s72-c/1_310998566l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-7045225324593516316</id><published>2008-05-25T22:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T00:24:17.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>urgh, packing is troublesome. the annoying part of going away is the unpacking and packing. the unpacking is the worst cause got all the washing to do. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not very excited for pre u sem tomorrow. especially after the headache I got from packing. should have just used the bigger bag, but smart me, thought it would be way too big. now the small one too small. thank goodness its extendable. kinda jittery that I may forget something. you know that feeling of not wanting to over pack yet hoping not to forget something? my mind is racing through that now.sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I'll be away for 5 days. no nice bed, no sister, no ma,no pa,no good food, no com, no blog, no msn, no bullying hend and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be optimistic about camp. I already know that san is in my group, so not so bad. yep, have to be optimistic!haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(edited)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, I saw something. Don't know if I'm being too paranoid. But something tells me that my suspicions are correct. let time heal? or leave it as it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all a facade. guess I can never expect all five fingers to be identical. no point losing my tears nor sleep over this, cause once lost, it would never be found again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; I lost something, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;something precious, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or so I thought.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I searched harder,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I realised, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that it wasn't a gem, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but a worthless stone. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-7045225324593516316?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/7045225324593516316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=7045225324593516316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7045225324593516316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7045225324593516316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/05/urgh-packing-is-troublesome.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-975425579322834092</id><published>2008-05-20T17:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T10:11:12.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was wrong about my emotional cum hectic weekend ending. It continued on till today ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be a fun fun day, with the official closing cermony of project ican, like you know the last school day or something. It was okay actually, till I had to rush off to be "models" for that dumb patio place. I thought, or at least I was told to be there at 10 and that it wouldn't last even 10 minutes. my foot! It took one freaking hour!!!I thought I could rush back to project ican to say goodbye take the group picture.but because I was held up at the patio, I couldn't take the picture nor say goodbye ): damn frustrating, we did so much yet I couldn't say the proper final goodbye to my "kid" I'll miss her. sigh. its just not fair! I was looking forward to the group picture ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, I realised that my cert was gone! I thought they would take it for me, but they didn't see it. I thought I left it together with my bag, but they only managed to get my bag for me. sigh. so I lost the chance to be in the photo AND my cert. how wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather didn't help either. it just made things worse! I realised my mood is quite intuned with the weather. I get depressed and emo when the weather is dark and gloomy. now that it is burning hot, I get easily frustrated and grouchy. I wanna jump into a pool of cold cold water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-975425579322834092?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/975425579322834092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=975425579322834092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/975425579322834092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/975425579322834092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-was-wrong-about-my-emotional-cum.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-5278948393442717877</id><published>2008-05-18T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T23:39:51.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really never ever going to plan/get involved in MI gatherings ( yea, I know I always say this, but this time its for &lt;strong&gt;REAL&lt;/strong&gt;)  It always disappoints me; I always think, "yay! I'm finally going to meet whoever..." but they don't come, though they promise to, and makes everything seem so pointless :(  jaish hates to be disappointed over and over again, so she refuses to plan MI gatherings, if I really miss some of them, I'll meet them individually or something. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, my hectic weekend is finally ending. really, it has been the most busiest and the most emotional weekend EVER. okay, at least for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to town today and jurong pt ytd and I can see that GSS is coming (: perhaps I can finally buy a new bag!and a new pair of shades (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-5278948393442717877?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/5278948393442717877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=5278948393442717877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5278948393442717877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5278948393442717877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-really-never-ever-going-to-planget.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-5733006380628426625</id><published>2008-05-16T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T22:59:35.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never actually believed in bad days ( though, after coming to pj,  I always feel that I'm having one)  but today was really horrible. It was the same sentiment felt by my other peer coaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I don't actually want to whine, cause like char said, why should others read about my whining right, although it is my blog. oh wells, just this time, char. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the school part of the day didn't go too bad, it was the after 2.30 thing. Project iCAN. first, we had a little scare that we couldn't find the videos. Leah, Zhi Ying and I slogged damn hard for it, so we wanted to kill the Tech guy from dunearn ( long story) for screwing it up. We saw that the rest had really amazing videos, so we were pressurized to do changes to our videos. We were happily exploring the iMovie function and putting in music to our videos. That part was fun, though we spent close to 2.5h on the 3 videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were finally done and super satisfied with our videos, we went back to LT 4, where everyone else were doing the board thing. We had to decorate those big, wooden, ikea boards for each of  our "kids". It was already 4plus and we had to hand in the boards by the end of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. The three of us were quite pissed off when we realised that our efforts of editing the videos were all wasted cause the videos wouldn't be played on Tuesday ( the finale) Instead the videos were meant for our "kids" to watch. Just like that. We spent DAYS on the whole video project just so one person can look at it. wow, I feel so significant! Everyone was supposed to show their "kids" their videos today, but my "kid" ( or more like all the dunearn "kids") didn't come. So, whatever we did, just poof!gone like that. The worst part was the my teacher in charge saw us busy editing our videos, YET, he didn't do anything to stop us. If he had told us how so important the video was, we could have swapped and completed our boards instead right! I was damn pissed and in no mood to do the board. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to rush and finish the board, had no choice. The materials given weren't that fantastic and my art and crafts skills suck, so I had to struggle with the board. I felt guilty for rushing the board cause it was akin to a present to my "kid", yet I spent lesser effort on that than that useless video. argh. by the time I completed and left school was 8!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I was supposed to go for dinner with zhiying, but then we realised that Leah left her mac book with xin hui. We were all so exhausted to even realise that! but had no choice, we rushed to Phoenix to give leah her lappy. There wasn't any way to contact leah cause her phone wasn't working. to make matters worse, xin hui thought she lost her ez link card. we panicked and decided to trace back our steps, so we walked back from Phoenix station to school. everyone was leaving, yet we were walking back to school at 8.3opm!! We looked around a few places in school, but couldn't find it. then we decided to go to the kopitiam to look for it since xin hui went there for lunch. but it wasn't there. no of us were in the mood to eat, so we just bought bubble tea. then on the bus, xin hui suddenly rmb that maybe her card was stuck in her maths file AT HOME :/&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, it was there, so our walking back and all that was just wasted unless it is considered as a power walk. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, so tell me, is my day bad or what? to make things worse, I hit my leg on the wooden stairs in the lt. I could have cried out in pain!!!very very painful. I don't know how I walked down, but I ended up banging into that hard thing, somemore on the SAME SPOT that I hit my leg, on the bus step last year. so like the pain aggravated again ): I should go check my legs. the pain in my ankle comes and goes, never really properly healed perhaps? the other leg hurts of the injury today and the foot part hurts, whenever I lift it up. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, another bad thing that happened today. ma told me that sunday got another surprise birthday for my aunt. tomorrow dad's side aunt birthday surprise, sun mom's side. sigh, it isn't always good to have this many relatives. the dinner on sunday clashes with my MI gathering!!how now brown cow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking forward to it ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is going to be another busy busy busy day. meeting char for breakfast, then have to go to ntu for pre u sem, then report back to school by 3 for college day. then have to rush down for the dinner. how am I going to be there at 6.30 when school only ends at 6.30!? i'm going to stink at the dinner. yayness! I'm so looking forward to tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-5733006380628426625?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/5733006380628426625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=5733006380628426625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5733006380628426625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5733006380628426625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-never-actually-believed-in-bad-days.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-1873011174840873472</id><published>2008-05-13T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:23:57.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decided to change my layout. my all time favourite would be the very first paris in heaven one. too bad it didn't come with the archives, or else I would never change my skins. such a waste of 50mins. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;up and down on emotional roller coaster&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-1873011174840873472?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/1873011174840873472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=1873011174840873472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/1873011174840873472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/1873011174840873472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/05/up-and-down-on-emotional-roller-coaster.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-7449652245374407678</id><published>2008-05-08T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:54:08.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;creepy crawly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;creeping into me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;blocking you away from me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though I try to kill creepy crawly, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it still haunts me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;creepy crawly, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;any insecticide to eradicate you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;basic courtesy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;basic:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fundamental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;courtesy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excellence of manners or social conduct; polite behavior. a courteous, respectful, or considerate act or expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess even 11years of education cannot help you to get the most basic thing in life: courtesy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-7449652245374407678?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/7449652245374407678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=7449652245374407678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7449652245374407678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7449652245374407678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/05/creepy-crawly-creeping-into-me-blocking.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-544094748390143076</id><published>2008-05-05T23:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T00:39:34.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my most memorable birthday in one of the longest time (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my special special eighteenth birthday! many thanks to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;char, xiang, wenz, razia, amee, vann bann, yo,caressa, sher,mei jin, santhiya salt, amelia, shu hui,dilys,khalisah,mei qian,joanne,cheryl,changs, jia lin, prilaa, janice, serene, hend,shiuan,retard,yusof ishak,michael,eun,ms.tan and each and everyone of you who msged/facebooked/called/wished me HAPPY BIRTHDAY! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks to all your wishes,my birthday has been great!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;special thanks to &lt;strong&gt;char &lt;/strong&gt;for trying to make my day, early in the morning. sorry that I kinda spoilt my own surprise, I am just too punctual lah, or you're just late. hahah. but I loved the cake damn alot!thank you so so much dear! not just the cake!the cute little puffs thing, the presents and the bestest cd video thing ever! I know that you're an IT noob, yet you managed to come up with a really amazing video. really touched, char! love you!!I can't stop watching it!!!haha. thanks for making my day and helping me to get through pj!!jaish loves char! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8wu6I7N_I/AAAAAAAAAlg/W8CIKQRYSIY/s1600-h/Photo0552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196926077447649266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8wu6I7N_I/AAAAAAAAAlg/W8CIKQRYSIY/s320/Photo0552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8wvKI7OAI/AAAAAAAAAlo/2UFstX1gD8g/s1600-h/Photo0555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196926081742616578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8wvKI7OAI/AAAAAAAAAlo/2UFstX1gD8g/s320/Photo0555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8u1aI7N0I/AAAAAAAAAkI/RkN11lx4LM8/s1600-h/DSC00168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196923990093543234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8u1aI7N0I/AAAAAAAAAkI/RkN11lx4LM8/s320/DSC00168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8vzKI7N6I/AAAAAAAAAk4/9vUk9czSUWQ/s1600-h/DSC01462.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and how can I forget the wonderful surprise &lt;strong&gt;char, wenz and xiang&lt;/strong&gt; planned for me! I was too blur to realise that you guys had a surprise for me!haha. but it was my first time spending my birthday with you guys and I was really very very honoured that you'll came down after tuition(wenz) &amp;amp; even trng(xiang! gosh, even with your swollen ankle you came!) could tell you guys were dead tired, but you'll made the effort and really made my birthday an unforgettable one! &lt;3&gt;&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;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8vzKI7N6I/AAAAAAAAAk4/9vUk9czSUWQ/s1600-h/DSC01462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196925050950465442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8vzKI7N6I/AAAAAAAAAk4/9vUk9czSUWQ/s320/DSC01462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8wuqI7N-I/AAAAAAAAAlY/VzRdVGyoPQs/s1600-h/DSC00190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196926073152681954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8wuqI7N-I/AAAAAAAAAlY/VzRdVGyoPQs/s320/DSC00190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8v0KI7N8I/AAAAAAAAAlI/jgLTZF6qOlQ/s1600-h/DSC00189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196925068130334658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8v0KI7N8I/AAAAAAAAAlI/jgLTZF6qOlQ/s320/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8vzaI7N7I/AAAAAAAAAlA/8Oja8Tbamds/s1600-h/DSC01461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196925055245432754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8vzaI7N7I/AAAAAAAAAlA/8Oja8Tbamds/s320/DSC01461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8wuKI7N9I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/8iJ29h3FlD8/s1600-h/DSC00182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196926064562747346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8wuKI7N9I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/8iJ29h3FlD8/s320/DSC00182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8vyKI7N4I/AAAAAAAAAko/3BO0YV60fwU/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196925033770596226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8vyKI7N4I/AAAAAAAAAko/3BO0YV60fwU/s320/DSC00193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the flashy and super duper cute "18 today" badge &lt;strong&gt;razia&lt;/strong&gt; gave me really made me laugh. the "how to procrastinate book" was especially funny! the cover good enough to make me laugh. your presents were the most funniest gifts I received (: haha. thanks so much for the hilarious gifts! oh, and how can I ever forget the birthday music video you sang for me!haha. I had fun with you today, though it was only in boring school. the pictures, the videos and RUBY ROSE RAZIA! hahaha our inside joke! jaish loves razia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8u16I7N1I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/5g2hCinBFIc/s1600-h/DSC00172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196923998683477842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8u16I7N1I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/5g2hCinBFIc/s320/DSC00172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yo &amp;amp; caressa &lt;/strong&gt;for the yummylicious happy meal!! (: I haven't eaten happy meal, ever since like primary school, and today, cause of you two, I got to be happy again! really appreciate you'll specially going to buy food for me. I was surprised and pleasantly shocked!! (: the whole wholesome meal with the apple was so cute too! thank you'll so so much! ooh, thanks to you'll, I got to taste the grilled chicken burger, but best of all, I GOT THE TOY!!!haha. jaish loves you and caressa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8u2KI7N2I/AAAAAAAAAkY/iWHMKyiJ9bI/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196924002978445154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8u2KI7N2I/AAAAAAAAAkY/iWHMKyiJ9bI/s320/DSC00179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yep, thats about it for my special birthday. all the wonderful memories, ahhhh. if only birthdays were everyday!!haha. &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/1835112298294961073-544094748390143076?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/544094748390143076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=544094748390143076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/544094748390143076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/544094748390143076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-most-memorable-birthday-in-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SB8wu6I7N_I/AAAAAAAAAlg/W8CIKQRYSIY/s72-c/Photo0552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-3518485624195449451</id><published>2008-04-30T21:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T14:14:21.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>picture time! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let me inject some sort of life into my blog. hehh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SBh7nqI7NvI/AAAAAAAAAjg/qBpXRLBrqIk/s1600-h/DSC00145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195038091428706034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SBh7nqI7NvI/AAAAAAAAAjg/qBpXRLBrqIk/s320/DSC00145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;met up with ayesha ( after a gazillion years!!!) and santhiya (: It always feels good to meet up with friends whom you haven't met in a long time. gives you this warm, fuzzy feeling inside. gosh, I miss tamil lessons with them. love them both! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;pictures from project I CAN!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SBlcZKI7NxI/AAAAAAAAAjw/TyBoC4N4ozU/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195285232436852498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SBlcZKI7NxI/AAAAAAAAAjw/TyBoC4N4ozU/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SBh86KI7NwI/AAAAAAAAAjo/a7ywCR5gaX8/s1600-h/DSC00139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195039508767913730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SBh86KI7NwI/AAAAAAAAAjo/a7ywCR5gaX8/s320/DSC00139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SBh7m6I7NtI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/rlUzjTP5QwU/s1600-h/DSC00143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195038078543804114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SBh7m6I7NtI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/rlUzjTP5QwU/s320/DSC00143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SBh7l6I7NrI/AAAAAAAAAjA/usAWy01-kIQ/s1600-h/DSC00136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195038061363934898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SBh7l6I7NrI/AAAAAAAAAjA/usAWy01-kIQ/s320/DSC00136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SBlcZaI7NyI/AAAAAAAAAj4/MBeCSfGpIuE/s1600-h/o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195285236731819810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SBlcZaI7NyI/AAAAAAAAAj4/MBeCSfGpIuE/s320/o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&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/1835112298294961073-3518485624195449451?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/3518485624195449451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=3518485624195449451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/3518485624195449451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/3518485624195449451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/04/picture-time-let-me-inject-some-sort-of.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SBh7nqI7NvI/AAAAAAAAAjg/qBpXRLBrqIk/s72-c/DSC00145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-9131130639842000894</id><published>2008-04-24T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T23:09:44.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long gone are the days where I count down to my birthday. yes,my usual excitement for my birthday is disappering. this isn't a happy thing at all. I guess its a sign of ageing. or maybe cause this year hasn't actually been fantastic, thus, I can't even feel the joy that my birthday is in a week's time. sigh. Usually, like 3 weeks before the birthday I would be super duper excited. This year, I haven't even drawn up my wishlist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year hasn't being going too well. yes, there were happy moments, but even more depressing stuff happened. Its just, I don't know, bad? don't have a good feeling. School's not what it should be and how i wished it could be.I'm not liking it one bit but I I cannot let external factors suffocate me, though I've been unknowingly blinded. I know I shouldn't be judgemental and shouldn't jump to conclusions. Not only that, it hasn't been even half the year, so I should be more optimistic and turn things for the better. I need retail therapy and lots of chocolates too!!haha.I refuse to be emo or go into depression. I want myself back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-9131130639842000894?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/9131130639842000894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=9131130639842000894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/9131130639842000894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/9131130639842000894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/04/long-gone-are-days-where-i-count-down.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-6617380462283342255</id><published>2008-04-16T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T19:23:15.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I have a new fetish for umbrellas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, you read it correctly, umbrellas! And no, I'm not becoming weird, at least I don't think so. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I need a new brolly. With the unexpected downpours, I cannot live without a brolly. Just yesterday I had to detour and take a much longer route, all because I didn't have a brolly and it was raining quite badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep looking out for umbrellas. Its quite funny, ( okay, weird) whenever I see someone carrying a brolly, I would want to "check it out" to see if it can be my potential umbrella. haha. It all started with this beautiful green umbrella! Some pj guy was carrying it and gosh, I love the color so so much!If I ever see it again, I might steal it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a nice, pretty looking umbrella!one that is light and durable. I was considering to get the esprit umbrella, but $20 for a brolly is not worth it. duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch 2 movies! the "other boleyn girl" and "feet unbound" The latter is a documentary like movie. It is about the Fourth Red Army and their Long March. Features the women soldiers. Sounds interesting to me. Sounds like movie about feminist rights. All the more I want to watch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-6617380462283342255?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/6617380462283342255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=6617380462283342255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6617380462283342255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6617380462283342255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-new-fetish-for-umbrellas-yes-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-4893253413221612760</id><published>2008-04-12T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T21:37:40.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm not happy ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think the damn pw grade was just at all!It is just not fair!the damn grade did not do justice to all the sleepless nights, the hardwork and stress. pw is the only subject that I can proudly say that I worked hard for last year. Yet, we got this kind of shitty grade. It was just so frustrating to see other people who put in lesser ( or not as much) effort as us ( my group) and get the same grade. argh. ms.lee said our WR was detailed, it couldn't be that our op sucked so bad right?! The WR, the many meet ups, the trips to the library, the beautiful pictures shu hui did, the video I got eugene to do all seems so wasted now. the effort, the time spent, just gone down the drain. just like that. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the bestest group ( love you guys!)and a fun fun project. I actually loved pw ok! the dumb grade, damn it. I know I shouldn't be complaining cause others did worse, but I just cannot help it. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year after year there are reports, complains about pw. In the home section today, there was an article about how the top jcs do so well. hc got 98% As!! temasek jc got 7% A's last yr and this year it jumped to 87%!!!clearly it shows that there must have been some kind of unfair marking right? They shouldn't let the teachers from their own schools grade pw, that way some schools might be biased and it wouldn't be a clear assessment of our hardwork. just so screwed up lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd I decided to take a stroll to btp. I just walked around popular and ntuc. I had this sudden urge to eat those juicy sausages. I thought fairprice finest(haha) would have it, but it didn't. so I settled for snickers instead. I did look quite loser walking alone with a lost expression and munching on a chocolate bar. oh wells, I'm used to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel tired and lethargic even after the 2days mc I had earlier this week. the whole fainting thing strained my energy and I feel so fatigue after doing the slightest things. sigh. why is it when I actually try and turn over a new leaf, my body resists?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char blogged about how school is straining her. totally know how she feels, but we have to hold on, char! (: at least there is going to be e-learning next week, so perhaps I can take a quick breather. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friday loves, xiang and wenz, I miss you guys! lets meet up for dinner soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SAC7AiFlMGI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Hmkq_rlniZI/s1600-h/s320x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188352388555419746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SAC7AiFlMGI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Hmkq_rlniZI/s320/s320x240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/1835112298294961073-4893253413221612760?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/4893253413221612760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=4893253413221612760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/4893253413221612760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/4893253413221612760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-not-happy-i-dont-think-damn-pw-grade.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/SAC7AiFlMGI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Hmkq_rlniZI/s72-c/s320x240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-1234229167025510930</id><published>2008-04-05T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:40:38.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R_ZUy4rjCNI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/owuqzXPPtZk/s1600-h/twooftem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185425254148933842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R_ZUy4rjCNI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/owuqzXPPtZk/s320/twooftem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY DILYS!!! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its your exciting eighteenth birthday!you're legal, but knowing you, I'm sure you wouldn't do anything naughty eh. haha. all the wonderful pw memories we had, I will surely miss. ( the picture is from the time we were doing WR. remember?haha) your dirty jokes and lameness ( but don't worry, not as lame as amelia.haha) I remember the times when your self esteem was really really low. don't be like that anymore eh! smile and press on dear! jaish loves dilys ALOT. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, today was a hectic hectic day!!ironic since we only had a half day at school. (half day cause our A level results supposedly very good. didn't really seem like that to me, but early dismissal, who is complaining!?haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after phys lecture ended at 12.30, I rushed out of school to IMM to meet my cousin who was 45minutes late. I had an errr, interesting stroll at IMM. the place has changed so much! or maybe because it has been over 10 000 years since I last went to IMM. was fascinating myself with the many stores, but the layout was quite confusing. It was as though I was walking in circles. After my cousin came, we got the stuff for the birthday boys and we went back to her house to prepare. By the time we reached her house, it was like 4.35 and so we rushed everything, but couldn't get much done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason why today was a hectic day was because I kept rushing. I rushed for school this morning ( though it turned out that I was early) I rushed the presents. I rushed back home and had a quick quick shower and rushed to get ready for radha's performance. I was amazed at my own speed. I never knew I got get ready that quick!haha. I was already super late so I had to make my dad ferry me to scgs for the performance. luckily it started late. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed myself at the performance. Really grand and wonderful. Was quite awe-strucked indeed. Their 12years of dancing did pay off! I had a lot of fun cause janice and I were crapping so much. We went for dinner at macs after the thing ended. I wanted to eat my vaadai!!!but it was crowded, so janice and I just went for dinner instead. It was just so good to be laughing at everything (:  I totally love the feeling of meeting up with people who you haven't met for ages! Reminiscing the past is just so lovable, makes you feel all fuzzy and warm inside. &lt;strong&gt;I MISS MG ):   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;janice, the girl who has been behind me (according to register no) for 5 STRAIGHT years!!! &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R_ZUzIrjCOI/AAAAAAAAAiY/r1XvuPj_LAk/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185425258443901154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R_ZUzIrjCOI/AAAAAAAAAiY/r1XvuPj_LAk/s320/DSC00064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we were trying to act twit, didn't turn out too good. we should just leave it to the pros eh. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R_ZU0IrjCQI/AAAAAAAAAio/FuC_1JfTdpg/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185425275623770370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R_ZU0IrjCQI/AAAAAAAAAio/FuC_1JfTdpg/s320/DSC00067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;another gundu looking photo. haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R_ZUzorjCPI/AAAAAAAAAig/lD-E1C0fyfQ/s1600-h/DSC00065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185425267033835762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R_ZUzorjCPI/AAAAAAAAAig/lD-E1C0fyfQ/s320/DSC00065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all of us who went, minus surya. she got cut off :/ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R_ZU0YrjCRI/AAAAAAAAAiw/GL5mt5_wi9c/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185425279918737682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R_ZU0YrjCRI/AAAAAAAAAiw/GL5mt5_wi9c/s320/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so overall, though it was a hectic friday, I had loads of fun and interesting stuff happened :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-1234229167025510930?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/1234229167025510930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=1234229167025510930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/1234229167025510930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/1234229167025510930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-happy-birthday-dilys-its-your.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R_ZUy4rjCNI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/owuqzXPPtZk/s72-c/twooftem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-5920606138107676570</id><published>2008-04-02T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:47:13.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Binge eating is a pattern of disordered eating &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;which consists of episodes of uncontrollable overeating. It is sometimes as a symptom of binge eating disorder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; During such binges, a person rapidly consumes an excessive amount of food.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaishree Jaybalan is suffering from binge eating disorder. She pleads to you'll to help her overcome this problem.HAHA.snatch away that plate of chicken rice and give her the apple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, but I'm really binge-ing way too much! ): I keep on snacking at all the wrong times. I went to buy groceries at beauty world, and on the way back ( beauty world isn't far from my house, just like a short short distance from my place) I finished an entire regular sized fries!!!! I still came back and ate dinner almost immediately. oh, I ate ice cream, drank coke and stuffed my face with cute rabbit shaped cookies. too cute, just couldn't help nibbling on them. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I hardly eat rice now, its all the unhealthy junk food that is going to make me explode!I look like I'm 5 months pregnant!arghhh. It doesn't help that I quit the gym ): I miss going to the gym, the nice nice trainers who motivated to lose my holiday weight gain. now its going to go down the drain if I don't stop this awul habit!I'm reluctant to buy new clothes cause that would mean I'll "settle" with my weight, which is BAD BAD. Going shopping is very depressing cause it is during those times that reality hits me hard. If only we could go back to the old age days where Big was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mika ( BIG GIRL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Big girl you are beautiful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walks in to the room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feels like a big balloon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said, 'Hey girls you are beautiful'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who am I kidding right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-5920606138107676570?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/5920606138107676570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=5920606138107676570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5920606138107676570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5920606138107676570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/04/binge-eating-is-pattern-of-disordered.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-5347089242559459723</id><published>2008-03-27T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T23:29:09.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Coming online almost everyday seems to be a habit for me already. So when I didn't come online ytd, it felt so abnormal :/ but anyways, I should break this habit of coming online. There's nothing interesting to do online, but yet, I still cannot abstain from using the computer. aiyooo. plus,  the excess usage has made my eyesight worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char,Daryl, Matthew, Wil, Mrs.fadzleen and I went to the URA place thing today. urgh, staying up on tues to do the research stuff proved to be useless as we couldn't really direct all the prepared questions. it was so impromptu that it didn't even feel like an interview. all the worrying and memorising proved to be a waste lah. but it still was fun. quite cool to see all the displays and talk to the person. It is really interesting to find out about what goes behind all the planning for the buildings and so on. Got a lift back to farrer road from mrs.fadzleen, after having dinner at the maxwell food court place. The food is meant to be really good, but I got cheated. my fu zhou fish ball mee wasn't fantastic. hmpf. then worse, I had to wait 15mins for the bus. the bus ride only talk 15mins. so its like my waiting time was the same as the time taken for the bus journey : p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go for the Cambodia!ever since they showed the ppt slide last year, I was keen to go for the trip. just my luck, it falls during the same time as pre u sem. how nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. my shoulders are aching though I hardly/never carry my tote bag. the bag pack doesn't seem to ease the pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaishree is in pain!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-5347089242559459723?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/5347089242559459723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=5347089242559459723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5347089242559459723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5347089242559459723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/03/coming-online-almost-everyday-seems-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-2467434095187662619</id><published>2008-03-24T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T23:13:51.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jaishree is feeling &lt;strong&gt;VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY&lt;/strong&gt; reluctant to go to sch tomorrow ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially after having a nice long weekend and a wonderful day with san, the thought of going back to school tomorrow is very dreadful. so bad that I'm actually pouting while I'm typing this. let me miraculously fall sick!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-2467434095187662619?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/2467434095187662619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=2467434095187662619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/2467434095187662619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/2467434095187662619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/03/jaishree-is-feeling-very-very-very-very.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-2531448938893951708</id><published>2008-03-23T23:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T00:31:06.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R-Z6zYrjCMI/AAAAAAAAAiI/ecZ_gZJRYjY/s1600-h/IMG_1684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180963444553353410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R-Z6zYrjCMI/AAAAAAAAAiI/ecZ_gZJRYjY/s320/IMG_1684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes, with char &amp;amp; wenz around it is loveeeeeee&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;look at how short char's skirt is!haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fri&lt;/strong&gt;- I went to anchorpoint/IKEA/queensway with my sister! I couldn't eat the yummylicious hot dog because IKEA is renovating!horror horror! it looks so messy and so not IKEA. I miss the old IKEA! maybe when its fully renovated it'll look much much better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;stoned for freaking damn long at queensway for my sister's contacts. the annoying shop!!! they made my sister's contacts wrongly and yet they made us wait fro nearly 2plus hours. sickening. I was really pissed. to make it worse, only one of the employee was really apolgetic about it. the rest couldn't be bothered. argh. I'm never going back there to make my glasses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went to anchorpoint hoping it would be empty and ulu. but no eh, it was quite crowded. mainly because it was a public holiday. I didn't get anything though I liked a pair of jeans. lets not go into that cause it makes everything very depressing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the awful awful part about friday was that I did spring cleaning. not even like major spring cleaning, just my bed area and my table. My nose is really very sensitive. cause of the dust, I got the flu and then fever ): couldn't go out with char &amp;amp; wenz on sat. I was so looking fwd to it! haven't been out with them in ages!!sighh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sun&lt;/strong&gt;- nothing much. rotted at home then followed my mother to do temple. according to razia, its miracle march cause I've been going to the temple so often. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tomorrow!-&lt;/strong&gt; I'm going to meet santhiya!!!yay yay!!!! (: haven't seen her since last dec!!!very long alr!cannot wait! I can only meet her during the holidays cause or else school will take over our lives. tomorrow will be my second attempt at shopping after friday's disappointment. hopefully I can buy some new clothes tomorrow and not end up with a pair of shoes. thats what always happens whenever I can't seem to find decent clothes. sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then on tues it is back to school, which means back to the papers!!!!arhhhhhhhhh! ): I hate it when we're happily dreaming away and then reality strikes back, hard. sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still haven't completed my holiday to-do list. guess any kind of to do list is always hard to fulfill. or maybe cause I always set such high standards. hehh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-2531448938893951708?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/2531448938893951708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=2531448938893951708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/2531448938893951708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/2531448938893951708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/03/yes-with-char-wenz-around-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R-Z6zYrjCMI/AAAAAAAAAiI/ecZ_gZJRYjY/s72-c/IMG_1684.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-4534045278843233441</id><published>2008-03-20T23:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T00:55:30.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;before the clock strikes 12...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R-KDforjCJI/AAAAAAAAAhw/nUpcUH6xqAc/s1600-h/Photo068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179847100948744338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R-KDforjCJI/AAAAAAAAAhw/nUpcUH6xqAc/s320/Photo068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R-KDf4rjCKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/3AgMPAmP98I/s1600-h/Photo201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179847105243711650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R-KDf4rjCKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/3AgMPAmP98I/s320/Photo201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, you're 18 now!and out of that 18yrs you have been an awesome awesome awesome friend for the past million years (: don't know how many years of friendship and still going strong!yea!so thankful to have you in pj with me, cause its only the mornings that are fun- cause like you know, I get to see you before school. ooh all the many surprises that cheers me up!really, without you I don't know if I could bear school at all!you one of my rare sources that reminds me of mg when I'm still stuck at pj.haha. ooh the times when I sat next to you, totally unforgetable!!oh, and obs!scary!never will forget the kayak expedition!I have had so many memorable &amp;amp; fun fun times with you! I hope this birthday was a good one for you!finally got to spend it with you, on the day itself :D JAISH LOVES CHAR ALOT!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well well, apart from it being char's birthday ( and quite alot of other people's birthdays as well!) it was also the end of the disgusting common tests!!yay!!the happy thing about common tests is that its over and I don't have to think about it for the next 4 days. well the exams were bad bad, especially physics!so disappointing. no point worrying/complaining now cause it isn't going to change anything, so lets talk about happy stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I went to town to collect my phone! finally!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then we went to the glasshouse fish&amp;amp;co for char's surprise birthday party! (: char had to do the stand on chair and blow out candles thing, but she cheated cause she bent down. haha. my mini surprise for char at the traffic light( before history paper) didn't really work out cause she saw me throw my matchstick!wasted! I can never seem to do the whole surprise cake thing properly. haha. last year was even more funny when ale banged into the pillar holding char's muffin,the wind kept blowing away the fire and made it so difficult to light it up. and the worst part, char could hear us trying to light the candle!!haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;everytime I eat at fish &amp;amp; co with char, we end up sharing. but we were so full!! still feel very bloated over the amount of food I ate today. the chocolate cake I ate was nice, but it tastes very familiar. I know I ate it someplace, but can't remember when or where.haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyways, so this is what happened for char's birthday and my today! pictures not me, so no pictures for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have decided to enjoy my next 4 days of unofficial holidays because I realised that it is going to be the longest holiday in a long time to come! so must use them wisely!haha. if only I would organise my studying time as efficiently as my holidays. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this is my list of things to do ( for the holidays!!) ok more like my cravings ya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;eat the yummy nasi lemak at mg!its only on mondays! or I might just substitute it with the equally tasty btp nasi lemak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;go to arab street/bugis there. there is a reason, but I can't say it.haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;go bake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;go to a proper playground with slides and swings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;go cycling? sudden craving. weird jaishree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;go to IKEA/anchor point/queensway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;watch movies!!!!! my movie list... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;10 000 bc&lt;/strong&gt; yes, I heard it sucks, but I still want to watch it. I hardly or more like never desire to watch all these action packed movies, so I'm quite surprised at my sudden craving to watch this &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;august rush&lt;/strong&gt; seems very touching and sweet, but razia said the reviews weren't too good, so not too sure now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;grace is gone&lt;/strong&gt; only playing at GV vivo, but it seems like one of the moving tales. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;leap years&lt;/strong&gt;?this one I'm not too sure. although it seems all oh so lovely, the way li lin looks there is quite errm weird, can't bring myself to see her like that, just too funny. seems interesting though, but abit predictable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;so anyone who want to watch these movies and you're free and want to spend some quality time with me.haha. ok ok enough nonsense, aiyah anyone free to watch any of these movies? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;there!my list of to-dos!if only studying was as easy as playing. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-4534045278843233441?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/4534045278843233441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=4534045278843233441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/4534045278843233441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/4534045278843233441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/03/before-clock-strikes-12.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R-KDforjCJI/AAAAAAAAAhw/nUpcUH6xqAc/s72-c/Photo068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-7392069243773676790</id><published>2008-03-16T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T21:55:39.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh pls pls pls help me to get through this ordeal!!! )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that awful feeling in my throat and that knot in my tummy just doesn't seem to go away. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-7392069243773676790?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/7392069243773676790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=7392069243773676790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7392069243773676790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7392069243773676790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-pls-pls-pls-help-me-to-get-through.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-882594120077810394</id><published>2008-03-14T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T23:41:25.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jaish is happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know why? cause I met up with 2 people who I missed oh so dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES XIANG &amp;amp; WENZ ITS YOU'LL!!! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like finally met up with the 2 of them today. After our friday rituals got interrupted by the meetings, I hardly got to see them both ): the last I met wenz was the friday I (almost) lost my wallet ( which was really long ago!) and xiang, the last I saw her was the emo monday. But that meeting on monday was a coincidence and doesn't really count. so the proper time I last saw xiang was CNY ( which was also a really long time ago!more than a month!!) I finally gave them their v'day gifts ( so yes, can you'll imagine how long I haven't met them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yep, we finally managed to meet up!I was really happy! I haven't laughed or been so delighted in a really long time, and the meet up with them really did make my day, week, month. haha. being with them just brings back old memories, reminds me of how fun mg was, how much I miss it. I know I will never be able to feel anything close to that in pj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the two of them were so nice to come down to al ameen to eat dinner cause I was too reluctant to go to town. like wenz, she came all the way from amk! ( but she was late by an hour.haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food was yum yum too! naan, butter chicken,chicken fried rice &amp;amp; teh o! though we didn't have the usual cheese prata, the food we ordered was filling and yummy. the only thing that spolied our appetite was the gross amount of flies! yuck. so swey, when I sat down on the chair, some stupid big bug which looked like a bee ( I'm hoping it wasn't!) stung me!!!!!so freaking painful. it was on the chair but I didn't see it, so I sat on it. very very very very painful!! ): now I have this disgusting and PAINFUL bump on my thigh. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it still was a fun fun night! (: love you two alot!!! pictures will be up after wenz uploads them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that xiang is going to move, we must find a new hang out place!haha, no more toa pah yoh. lets go to newton to eat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-882594120077810394?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/882594120077810394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=882594120077810394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/882594120077810394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/882594120077810394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/03/jaish-is-happy-you-know-why-cause-i-met.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-6274733000274089813</id><published>2008-03-09T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T16:19:08.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is "jaishree gets cheated" day ):&lt;br /&gt;awful awful awful awful awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, my tutor who was supposed to come at 11, didn't come. I waited for him. hmpf. but actually, no regrets on not having tuition,just that I wasted my morning waiting for him. wasted morning becomes a wasted day. sundays are really lazy sundays for me.sigh, nothing productive ever happens on sunday!that is why mondays are very regretful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, other than my tutor cheating me, my mother &amp;amp; sister cheated me too!!!!!!!we were meant to go shopping today. It was already planned last week, but they didn't keep to their promises. It rained around 12plus, so they didn't want to leave yet. so by 2 we were supposed to have left. but my dear mother decides that it would be tiresome to go out. she also said that since she has to go to my aunt's place later, she would be too tired if she went out in the afternoon as well. its just not fair!!!I badly wanted to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my mom felt alittle bad for cancelling, so she tried persuading my sister to go out with me. did it work? noooooooo. cause my wonderful sister isn't in the mood to go out and she doesn't see the point in just the 2 of us going, when it was supposed to be the 3 of us. the reason she agreed to go to town is cause she wants to watch that water horse or don't know what movie. I don't want to watch it. so I asked to her come along to town with me, just to jalan jalan, but she still doesn't want to come!! "it'd be too crowded" hello, when is town not crowded!? I need to go to PS collect my phone ( yes, it is finally fixed!!) but I don't want to go alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh, it so unfair. I feel so cheated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so whinyyy. I feel whinyyy because I got cheated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-6274733000274089813?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/6274733000274089813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=6274733000274089813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6274733000274089813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6274733000274089813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-is-jaishree-gets-cheated-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-5645510117136047023</id><published>2008-03-08T16:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T16:49:12.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new layout. something is wrong with the wishes link. since I suck at all these IT related stuff, I will just let it be. but if anyone wants to help satisfy my wishes, just ask and I'll gladly tell! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, today is women's day!!!&lt;br /&gt;so happy women's day!proud to be one (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, today at the gym, mei,me and this other lady were talking. we were talking about the difference between co-ed schools and single sex schools. since, I was in MG for 10 whole years, I naturally supported single sex schools. there is a whole lot of difference. after coming to jc, I still think being in a single sex is way more fun. ( yes, other people have their different opinions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being in an all girls school for 10 years of my life has taught me to be more independent.&lt;/strong&gt; like when I went for OBS sabah ( we had to go with all the other schools. it was a mixed camp, like not all girls lah.) I couldn't stand the fact that the other girls in my group were so dependent on the guys to do every single thing. I went to OBS singapore with MG and we had no guys, we did all the stuff by ourselves, so why must it be different at sabah!? it was very sexist. when we went for the homestay, the guys slept while we, girls had to cook. how traditional!!the guys also refused to carry the pots and pans. annoying!in the end,  carried the pots and the pans. shouldn't have, cause I kept slipping down the muddy hill and everytime I fell( which was like every 10minutes) there was this cling clang noise which followed. anyways, I was just pissed off by the fact that the stupid guys in my group were so sexist. I don't see many differences in guys and girls ( ok, apart from the physical appearances,there maybe other minor differences too.) but girls aren't inferior to guys! you don't need guys for every single thing you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, the guys carrying the girls handbags thing. if your bag is so heavy, that you can't carry it yourself and actually need a guy to carry it, then why carry it out in the first place right!? sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its like after being in an all girls school for 10years, coming to a co-ed school is indeed a cultural shock. like in the beginning, when 2 of my friends ( one guy and a girl. I shan't say who, but I think they might remember it.) and I went out, the girl expected the guy to go pay for us. WHY!?why should he do that?!we are all students, we are all friends, why must we make someone pay for us? in the first place, he didn't offer to pay ( I don't see why he should pay) so why make him pay right? sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike all this double standard-ness. it is especially evident in indian families ( or maybe, it is just my grandmother and aunt :P ) my grandmother was quite unhappy that I was out quite late ( it was only a rare rare rare time) but she doesn't mind my cousin( GUY!!!) staying out so late. hello!?is it any safer, just because he is a guy!? guys too get raped and kidnapped and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, I just feel that because we are girls, it doesn't mind we are inferior.why should we limit ourselves? come on, stand on your own two feet, you don't need a guy to do every single thing for you!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-5645510117136047023?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/5645510117136047023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=5645510117136047023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5645510117136047023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5645510117136047023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-layout.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-389230898671895708</id><published>2008-03-06T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T20:14:06.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R8_c5vZnjsI/AAAAAAAAAho/pcd46Aa2buU/s1600-h/zoo!+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174597381406559938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R8_c5vZnjsI/AAAAAAAAAho/pcd46Aa2buU/s320/zoo!+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pls be honoured, I put up such a pretty photo of you and an unglam photo of me!!haha. I couldn't find any other photo, so this would have to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PREETHI!!!!!!!!! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank you soo much for all the fun,laughter and gossips. especially during pw!! it was super duper great having you in pw group! you guys made pw fun and bearable!all the times we spent together, I miss them. we still have yet to go on our food spree and you haven't shown us the east yet. haha.anyways, thank you for being a darling darling friend. you are one of the people who make pj alittle bit better. haha. jaish loves preethi!! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gp paper tomorrow!yuck yuck. gp is such a pain ( especially after our new teacher :/ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, with tomorrow's gp paper, common tests start!!!so fast eh? time does fly. haha. I'm rambling.so I shall stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-389230898671895708?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/389230898671895708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=389230898671895708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/389230898671895708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/389230898671895708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/03/pls-be-honoured-i-put-up-such-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R8_c5vZnjsI/AAAAAAAAAho/pcd46Aa2buU/s72-c/zoo!+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-1432075372660391442</id><published>2008-03-03T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T21:23:39.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniel Powter's Bad Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where is the moment we needed the most&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They tell me your blue skies fade to grey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They tell me your passion's gone away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You stand in the line just to hit a new low&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're faking a smile with the coffee to go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You tell me your life's been way off line&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're falling to pieces everytime&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're taking one down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You say you don't know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well you need a blue sky holiday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The point is they laugh at what you say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're taking one down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You say you don't know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Oh.. Holiday..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes the system goes on the blink&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the whole thing turns out wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You might not make it back and you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you could be well oh that strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm not wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So where is the passion when you need it the most&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh you and I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're taking one down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You say you don't know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've seen what you like&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And how does it feel for one more time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Had a bad day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Had a bad day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Had a bad day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Had a bad day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Had a bad day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't this song tell it all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I'm tone deaf, I cannot sing and make my already horrible day any better. If I were to sing, it would only make me feel more depressed. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness for char's surprise in the morning( my beautiful magic wand!) and the surprise ride back with xiang after school ( yep, after damn damn long I finally managed to see xiang. we just happen to coincidentally meet on the bus) or else today would have been far worse, like as though it couldn't have been any worse. must also be partly cause of the weather. so gloomy and dark, ruins my whole mood. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Partly, I want common tests to be over, cause only then I can meet up with people who I miss so dearly!! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but I realised that there are many others who are suffering even more than me, so I should be complaining over trivial matters. so I shall TRY to be more optimistic!somehow. yes, I can do this!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R8v7bqHexDI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Uq0WEsmac_Y/s1600-h/pictures+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173505049545851954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R8v7bqHexDI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Uq0WEsmac_Y/s320/pictures+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-1432075372660391442?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/1432075372660391442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=1432075372660391442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/1432075372660391442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/1432075372660391442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/03/daniel-powters-bad-day-where-is-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R8v7bqHexDI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Uq0WEsmac_Y/s72-c/pictures+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-1160160484865349639</id><published>2008-02-28T17:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T17:45:24.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY QIANNNN!!! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R8Z7-FQb8RI/AAAAAAAAAhY/KE0XydCcpj8/s1600-h/play15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171957528574816530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R8Z7-FQb8RI/AAAAAAAAAhY/KE0XydCcpj8/s320/play15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R8Z7N1Qb8PI/AAAAAAAAAhI/DjrnmynJ4KA/s1600-h/play8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R8Z7OFQb8QI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ewTsdFJ6gZI/s1600-h/1_685931282l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171956703941095682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R8Z7OFQb8QI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ewTsdFJ6gZI/s320/1_685931282l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;gosh I opened my mouth till so big!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R8Z7OFQb8QI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ewTsdFJ6gZI/s1600-h/1_685931282l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;happy birthday qian!the girl whose laughter is so out of the world, that it makes me laugh when I hear it!haha. I miss all you stupid antics, chicken little! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are all growing up eh. I can't believe one year has already passed.last year went by too fast! the annoying thing is that, even after one year, I still can't seem to love this school. not even love, I can't even like this school. each day I have to like drag my self to school. it wasn't like this in mg nor MI. its the environment. it is still so different and foreign. I know I can't turn back time and that I have to somehow make it through the remaining months, but the thought of it all is just so scary. When my sister told me how difficult it was for her, I thought "nooo it would be different for me." I was wrong. I try ( though not my best effort) to adapt and click, yet it is just so different, so strange. sigh. can't say much. go figure, if you can. or like what amelia always says "read between the lines"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike getting all urgh about school (but I can't help it) cause then I regret and feel so nostalgic &amp;amp; emo. then I get that feeling. you know that feeling, the one where you feel like something is stuck at your thoart, but you can't cry it out? sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having this feeling makes me realise how much I miss some people.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xiang, wenz, char, preeths, amee and the usual MI people.&lt;/strong&gt; xiang &amp;amp; wenz, I miss our study dates on fri. after the training ends for good, I can go back to meeting them every week. I haven't talked to amee online for quite some time. she must be busy with her exams.&lt;em&gt;after your exams end, then it would be mine :/&lt;/em&gt; although char and preeths are in the same school, it seems like forever since we really talked or just rotted around. then there is the MI people, those like &lt;strong&gt;shiuan &amp;amp; vann&lt;/strong&gt; bann who I haven't meet since last nov!when I'm free you'll aren't free and when you'll are free, I'm not free. so hard to meet up ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, I have a physics test tomorrow. after I screwed up the maths test today ( have a bad feeling that I'm going to get the lowest :/ ) I feel so shitty that I have no mood for physics. sigh. haven't been passing any of my tests this year, pls oh pls let me get through common tests!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-1160160484865349639?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/1160160484865349639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=1160160484865349639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/1160160484865349639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/1160160484865349639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-qiannnn-gosh-i-opened-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R8Z7-FQb8RI/AAAAAAAAAhY/KE0XydCcpj8/s72-c/play15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-6158407425395011073</id><published>2008-02-26T19:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T21:11:07.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;stupid blogger!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it erased my nice long entry!argh. I just wasted 2.5h for nothing!!!!unfair!!!it was a nice nice entry.hmpf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;where is my online restrictor? haha. what supposed to be a 30min ZOPFAN source thing turned out to be a 2.5h blogging, blog hopping,checking email etc thing!! and now my time got wasted cause my entry got deleted!how wonderful. maybe its a sign to tell me not to use the com anymore.hmpf. I forgo my exercise to blog and now it gets deleted!!whyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll just upload the photos for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanyin came to pj for bball match on fri!!but I couldn't see her, shu hui, dilys &amp;amp; yubin play cause of the peer coach thing which dragged on for so long!I couldn't even properly talk to wanyin :/ had to then rush/ran out of school in the rain cause I was late to meet my sister. sorry connie for making you run and get wet!I still feel horrible for making you sit alone at the match ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R8QO0FQb8NI/AAAAAAAAAg4/WxMaorBuLEI/s1600-h/pictures+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171274560055275730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R8QO0FQb8NI/AAAAAAAAAg4/WxMaorBuLEI/s320/pictures+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R8QO0VQb8OI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Lnv_uUoRvJk/s1600-h/pictures+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171274564350243042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R8QO0VQb8OI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Lnv_uUoRvJk/s320/pictures+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wan yin's friend doesn't know how to take pictures properly.haha. or maybe its cause we were rushing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shall continue another time!maybe the end of the week. I must refrain from coming online this week cause we got back to back test on thurs and fri!phys on fri! ): 3 chapters somemore!!&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/1835112298294961073-6158407425395011073?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/6158407425395011073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=6158407425395011073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6158407425395011073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6158407425395011073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/02/stupid-blogger-it-erased-my-nice-long.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R8QO0FQb8NI/AAAAAAAAAg4/WxMaorBuLEI/s72-c/pictures+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-8842050908139061215</id><published>2008-02-20T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T23:53:56.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7xJnlQb8II/AAAAAAAAAgQ/lc5zLYJBZp0/s1600-h/DSC001221.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm updating so frequently ( more than what I &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;used to before ) and its freaking me out. like since when did I blog frequently!?haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the musem today!!the history musem!we went to the exhibit with the greek stuff!fun!I liked it, though the statues were porn-ish. but it was still interesting. like so maybe, troy and 300 weren't all that accurate after all. after the musem, went to town with char. I bought a new bag at a cheap cheap price (: but town is getting sickening cause there isn't much to do anymore plus like everywhere's closed up cause of renovations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, here are the pictures from the long ago MI gathering. ok can't call it an MI gathering since only 7 people turned up.but better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7xJolQb8JI/AAAAAAAAAgY/gsjzspn33IA/s1600-h/DSC00122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169087433859133586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7xJolQb8JI/AAAAAAAAAgY/gsjzspn33IA/s320/DSC00122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7xJpFQb8KI/AAAAAAAAAgg/UWu7kJs6rOM/s1600-h/DSC00123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169087442449068194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7xJpFQb8KI/AAAAAAAAAgg/UWu7kJs6rOM/s320/DSC00123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shits, this photo shows how huge I've become. someone pls tell me cause the polo tee is big? sighh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;fri!!I can finally meet wanyin!! (: she's coming to our sch to play bball. exciting! now there's something for me to look forward too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shall go off now. this entry was pointless.hehh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yes, before I forget, eugene asked to be mentioned, so here it is  (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Eugene. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;mention me oks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Eugene. says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;pls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Eugene. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;like eugene rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Eugene. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;or something will be good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha, good night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-8842050908139061215?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/8842050908139061215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=8842050908139061215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8842050908139061215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8842050908139061215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-updating-so-frequently-more-than.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7xJolQb8JI/AAAAAAAAAgY/gsjzspn33IA/s72-c/DSC00122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-5423724601275020669</id><published>2008-02-16T16:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T17:59:02.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>picture(s) time! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my valentine's day muffin!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7ao7FQb8CI/AAAAAAAAAfg/-fPyfxxYGxs/s1600-h/pictures+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167503355431088162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7ao7FQb8CI/AAAAAAAAAfg/-fPyfxxYGxs/s320/pictures+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7ao7VQb8DI/AAAAAAAAAfo/wxJBVkxFC5o/s1600-h/pictures+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167503359726055474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7ao7VQb8DI/AAAAAAAAAfo/wxJBVkxFC5o/s320/pictures+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the muffin was super duper yummy!my darling sister bought it for me! I wish I had took pictures of all my other gifts, but I ate up all the goodies already.hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lunch with amee &amp;amp; et!! &lt;/strong&gt;(9/2/08 plaza sing's secret recipe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7aniVQb78I/AAAAAAAAAew/T5DHmCKIfpI/s1600-h/pictures+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167501830717697986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7aniVQb78I/AAAAAAAAAew/T5DHmCKIfpI/s320/pictures+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; et, amee and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7ao7FQb8CI/AAAAAAAAAfg/-fPyfxxYGxs/s1600-h/pictures+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7anilQb79I/AAAAAAAAAe4/yGoy4gG96Z4/s1600-h/pictures+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167501835012665298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7anilQb79I/AAAAAAAAAe4/yGoy4gG96Z4/s320/pictures+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7anilQb79I/AAAAAAAAAe4/yGoy4gG96Z4/s1600-h/pictures+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7ani1Qb7-I/AAAAAAAAAfA/gF543aBvQTY/s1600-h/pictures+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167501839307632610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7ani1Qb7-I/AAAAAAAAAfA/gF543aBvQTY/s320/pictures+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7ani1Qb7-I/AAAAAAAAAfA/gF543aBvQTY/s1600-h/pictures+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7anjVQb7_I/AAAAAAAAAfI/b0A4aQX7z08/s1600-h/pictures+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167501847897567218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7anjVQb7_I/AAAAAAAAAfI/b0A4aQX7z08/s320/pictures+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that emelia (et) was snapping away photos of us, so she managed to take quite a few unglam photos of us. one day, it'll be my turn to take unglam photos of you, et!!!haha. some of the photos are even more unglam, so I shan't embarrass myself by uploading them. its on facebook instead. speaking of facebook, its so weird, 3 of my photo albums ARE MISSING!!!!!argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7anjVQb7_I/AAAAAAAAAfI/b0A4aQX7z08/s1600-h/pictures+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7anjlQb8AI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/EKsSUtNPA9U/s1600-h/pictures+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167501852192534530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7anjlQb8AI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/EKsSUtNPA9U/s320/pictures+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; amee always manages to look glam though its candid shot. why doesn't it happen to me!!!!!!!!!haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ceremony before my cousin gets married &lt;/strong&gt;(9/2/08 evening)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7ao7VQb8EI/AAAAAAAAAfw/kaAKNXWbzEU/s1600-h/IMG_2487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167503359726055490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7ao7VQb8EI/AAAAAAAAAfw/kaAKNXWbzEU/s320/IMG_2487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my sister, who didn't realise that it was meant to be a candid shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7ao7lQb8FI/AAAAAAAAAf4/FVh111TOj9g/s1600-h/IMG_2547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167503364021022802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7ao7lQb8FI/AAAAAAAAAf4/FVh111TOj9g/s320/IMG_2547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; all my paternal side cousins ( only 1 guy missing though.but he rarely comes, so no difference.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;photos taken by char while I was doing a test!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7aqGVQb8HI/AAAAAAAAAgI/u2yIPHz9km8/s1600-h/Photo0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167504648216244338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7aqGVQb8HI/AAAAAAAAAgI/u2yIPHz9km8/s320/Photo0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; don't I look like those professors? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7ao61Qb8BI/AAAAAAAAAfY/FrioUAmRgZk/s1600-h/pictures+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7aqGFQb8GI/AAAAAAAAAgA/9yNvlXOM77Q/s1600-h/Photo0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167504643921277026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7aqGFQb8GI/AAAAAAAAAgA/9yNvlXOM77Q/s320/Photo0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; char never fails to show me that she can camwhore anywhere &amp;amp; anytime. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that my photos are clashing with my background. darn darn. must change layout soon! oh yes, I need to blog about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year, when tina asked my for my pet peeves, I  couldn't think of any then. now I know one of my pet peeves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is how people happily help themselves to things that belong to them. ask permission first!!!like how hard is it to just open your mouth and ask before taking!? isn't it basic courtesy?!don't they teach good manners in school!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind if someone who is close to me does it, but not some stupid idiot who hardly knows me, let alone talks to me!!!! yes, I know we must share our things with everyone. I'm perfectly fine with sharing, just don't damage my things. argh, annoying blood suckers!! I will so definitely get high blood pressure at an early age, all thanks to some stupid strangers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-5423724601275020669?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/5423724601275020669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=5423724601275020669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5423724601275020669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5423724601275020669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/02/pictures-time-d-my-valentines-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R7ao7FQb8CI/AAAAAAAAAfg/-fPyfxxYGxs/s72-c/pictures+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-4024758295248760402</id><published>2008-02-15T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T00:43:10.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>an update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY LOVES!!!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my favourite holidays of the year though I'm not attached or whatever. see, it doesn't mean you have to a lover to celebrate and enjoy this day!sh and dilys were looking so down and upset and they were lamenting about how today is a sad day.nooo!must always look on the bright side of life!haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yep, valentine's day is FUN AND LOVEABLE.haha. celebrating v day at pj was way way way different from celebrating it in mg. celebrating in mg was just so happening and you could really feel the love! in pj,it seemed so quiet and the only moment I felt it was like vday was when I met char,gin and leah before school.oh, and when I went around giving gifts I did sort of feel it, but it did feel awkward since not many people were giving out stuff. it just so much more different in mg. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, pj did have the song dedication thing, but the song list was sucky lah. they kept repeating the songs, and worst of all, the SONGS WERE EMO!!!like why would I want to hear "wake me up when sept ends" on v day!!!aiyooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, THANK YOU LOADS to all the wonderful muffin, chocolates,sweets,notes, msgs  (:            jaishree loves you'll damn alot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, a special special THANK YOU goes out to my dear dear char! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;char: thank you very very much for the bendy flower ( I got the tallest!!! (: ) the fishy keychain and best of all the super pretty necklace from bits and pieces!!!!!!!!! I was super super overjoyed!!you made my day today char!!! I LOVE YOU!! I'm wearing the necklace now!maybe I'll wear it to sch everyday now!hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a really long time, the necklace was one the most precious v day gifts I got. I am very touched char!I feel super loved by char!haha. but I feel super guilty over my flower ): that stupid florist gave me the sucky flower which broke so fast!heart pain lah!I will make it up to you, but when and where would be a surprise! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to stay back for pre-u sem till like 630.can die lah. then rushed off to the airport to send off my cousin. then the rest of the cousins ate at popeyes!yum yum!!that place can make you feel super fat and sinful, but I still like it!haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back home and I'm dead tired!! super super doomed for my history test tomorrow! :/ I've been doing so badly for all 3 H2 tests!! ): I won't be surprised if I fail tomorrow's test.sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh let me tell you how stupid I was today!!during break I was going to attempt the maths question, then I realised my calculator was missing. was damn worried lah cause its not even my calculator. I tried looking for it in the classroom, ask the auntie and all. I was quite sad over it. like on v day something like this had to happen. I told my sister on the train and she was quite pissed since the cal was quite sentimental to her. I should go fix my own calculator. then that way I no longer use my sister's one and damage it. anyways, I was so upset that my v day got ruined over the cal. then I came home and I got shock when my sister said the cal was there!!!!! it turned out that I never brought it to school today!how dumb right!haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-4024758295248760402?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/4024758295248760402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=4024758295248760402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/4024758295248760402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/4024758295248760402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/02/update-happy-valentines-day-loves-one.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-5195168897403630400</id><published>2008-02-06T19:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T19:59:48.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>look look!I've updated!Isn't that like totally shocking!?haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from being a photo blog, my blog has another role now. its a seasonal blog!haha. Its a seasonal blog because I only tend to blog during seasons (&lt;em&gt;  the last time I blogged was for christmas. tomorrow is CHINESE NEW YEAR - one of my favourite holidays)&lt;/em&gt;  just suddenly felt like blogging, so here I am. I still cannot get back to the blogging mood. I wonder how people like char, shu hui, amelia and all blog frequently. my life is too boring to blog about exciting stuff. or maybe cause all the exciting stuff goes to my secret blog instead.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, today was a fun day. NO LESSONS! no of the clique came, thankfully qian, khalisah and joanne came back to sit with us. I miss the fun times we had laughing last year. very amusing to hear joanne's various accents. after the cny celebrations-which disappointed me cause there weren't much singing, khalisah, qian and I rotted around school. I tried opening preethi's locker without even knowing which was her locker. so after guessing for a long time, managed to find the correct locker and take ms.lee's stuff. then we went to buy bubble tea. we weren't willing to go to town yet cause the buses were super crowded. ooh in between, something funny happened, but its too embarrassing to blog ( qian and khalisah know. haha) then I went to town and met xiang. my stupid phone batt died. like totally flat. so I had to use payphone to contact xiang. waited for jen and the three of us went for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh we met alot of people today!!first I bummed into felicia, jamie, val,elyssa,rach goh and laur near far east. then later at lido, we bummed into jia lin, prilaa and changs. oh and val,ely,rach and laur were there too!we went to watch 27 dresses!!! (: guess who else watched the same movie as us? jia lin, prilaa, changs, val, elyssa, rach goh and laur too!!and there were alot of other mg girls there too!I was very very very very happy to be surrounded among so many mg girls again. this is one CNY eve that I wouldn't forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was nice,not too bad. but a bit too cliche. usual lah, but I still liked it. oh and I don't find james marden very very cute or anything, but alot of the other girls in the theatre were swooning at him. gosh. I WANT TO WATCH SWEENY TODD and AMERICAN GANGSTER. why must the movies be m18!!!technically I'm 18 this year, so I should be allowed to watch right?!hmpf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to taka there to find ms.lee and the rest. we were like one bunch standing in the middle of the link from taka to wisma atria.but we weren't really blocking the path, I think. haha. it was so nice to see ms.lee again. I miss ms.lee ): we all kept laughing and laughing, but actually I can't remember what we were laughing over, but it was hilarious. I felt so bad, ms.lee was like "so your friends more important than me...you choose them over me is it..." not that ms.lee would read this, but I'm sorry I didn't go! I really am, but its just that the lunch with xiang and jen was already planned beforehand. I had it all worked out, 10-12 class lunch, then after lunch meet xiang and jen. who ask ms.lee's work to end late, spoil my nicely worked out plans.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I haven't gone for a proper class gathering in the longest while. I promise to go for the next one!for real!anybody want to go for steamboat again? haha. no bbqs though!i dislike bbqs...unless really got no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, I changed my layout. I wanted something white. I've always sucked at computer stuff, so I'm not very surprised that my layout didn't really work out. oh, anyone knows how to change my cursor? I don't like that funny heart cursor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY tomorrow...I still haven't bought anything! ): I want ang baos and ba kwa too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-5195168897403630400?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/5195168897403630400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=5195168897403630400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5195168897403630400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5195168897403630400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2008/02/look-lookive-updatedisnt-that-like.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-6443409156341520092</id><published>2007-12-23T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T22:08:30.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'm dreaming of a white Christmas....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yippee yippee yay yay Christmas is coming in just 2 days!!!I'm kinda excited! (:  but when I think of Christmas, I think of how I have to go back to school ): yuck. I love this stress free slacking days. if only I could be a homemaker!but I need money, so I can't be a homemaker. I need money to buy new new stuff!saw all the shopping links on char's blog. my oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want new tote bags. but its dangerous!cause I think carrying the tote bag( filled with the heavy worksheets, GC and the darn history books.) has made my one shoulder lower than the other :/  I thought it wasn't so obvious.sadly, it is. when I went to the gym, the instructor was trying to figure out what I was doing wrong with the darn arm machine, then she pointed out that one arm of mine was longer than the other :/ no more heavy totes for me!!backpack next year!but I still want tote for going out. hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the holidays are coming to an end very soon and I'm quite sad that I didn't get to meet up with some people. also, I feel so bad for procrastinating my homework.like my holiday was quite unproductive.isn't it the same every year. sighh. whatever I promised to do if I were to get promoted, I didn't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough rambling. I'm getting bored and sleepy. have to go and watch gossip girl!xoxo. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-6443409156341520092?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/6443409156341520092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=6443409156341520092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6443409156341520092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6443409156341520092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-dreaming-of-white-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-6944685261090931877</id><published>2007-12-19T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T12:28:53.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got this email about horoscope and I think its quite true except for the physical discriptions.heh. I forwarded it to some of you'll. go read it and see if its true! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS WOMAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A slim moderately tall woman.&lt;em&gt;( ok not true) &lt;/em&gt; Taurus woman is funny and a jolly person. Square facial bone structure, high cheek bone.&lt;em&gt; (not true) &lt;/em&gt;Her round big eyes sparkle with wit and curiosity. You will not see many round faces Taurus women,&lt;em&gt;(I guess I'm of the only ones with fat round faces.)&lt;/em&gt; and mainly she will have a strong jaw line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a constantly change person. If she up sets, she will not show it and will keep it to herself for a long time, and will remember them so well. If she gets really mad at you, you will suddenly become a totally and completely stranger to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a patient person, but always need new excitement. She hates long talk meeting, long and endless conversation. She can be in love with you today, and one day she could act as if she has never loved you before. She has patient with what she wants to do and will never give up until she gets there. She will be very persistent in what she is doing till she has reasons for stopping her project, then she will quit. &lt;em&gt;(hmm,quite true)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money for Taurus woman is not the most important factor in life. &lt;em&gt;(yes, food more important!haha) &lt;/em&gt; She thinks of money as an instrument for assuring of a good living. She has more satisfaction in achieving her goals more than satisfaction in fine cloths and luxuries. If you like a woman who always thinks of love and romance ,then you are dating the wrong girl. You can not tell her to stay at home, she likes to work&lt;em&gt;(maybe)&lt;/em&gt; and preferred not work at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves animals and likes to surround by animals. &lt;em&gt;(I'm scared of most animals!) &lt;/em&gt;Love is in her head, but Freedom is in her soul. She has her own idea about love and afraid to show her true feeling for fear of rejection. She is not the type to talk about love, but she sure has a strange way to show it. She is not good in showing when she is in love, but if she loves you she will be honest to you than any other women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will be honest to her love one, but at the same time seems distant. You will have a good relationship with her, if you allow her freedom. Do not force her to be with you in a poker game which she hates, but let she goes out swinging with her friends if she wants to. She will be different than other girls, and she thinks different is one of her unique quality. She is a public figure but belongs to no one.She will not stay with you, if she thinks you are not sincere. She likes you to have personality, but better not to compete with her. Loves her, but not too much for she afraid it will limiting her freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She always stand out of the crowd for something she dares to do. You could see her dress like a poor farmer dinning in the fancy restaurant, or dress like a nun in an a cocktail dress party. If you are a politician who are looking for a wife, she will make a good one because she is cleverly smart and she could get along socially with any type of crowds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is not a jealous type because she has to know you thoroughly before accepting you in her life. She has more curiosity in life than wondering if right now you are flirting with someone else. If you keep a distant from her, or go away for a few days, she will miss you more. Even when she is dating you, she also able to fond of someone else, if you do not have something she is looking for. She will never disappoint you or hide behind your back to make you loose face, but she is the type who just going to tell you to your face that " We're better off breaking up".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She always remember her first love. Taurus woman holds the best record for divorce for she does not care about how people think of her, but every things should be done for "Happiness".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has lots of friends and sure of herself, so you will hardly see she delays any of her thoughts before her action. If she think of something, she will go ahead and does it. She has many men wanting her for her constant changes is the challenge. She can be cute and funny, but suddenly cool and tough. She has her own style of dressing up, so you could see her dress like an old mate today, and tomorrow she may dress like she comes from Mars. She will have that interesting hair, dress and a look unique from anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to learn about your dreams and your thought. She has fun teasing you and making jokes. If she did something wrong, she won't hide it from you, but do not ask when she is not in the mood to talk about it. She hates to owe people money and take promise seriously. If you promise to pay her back, you'd better paid up. &lt;em&gt;(so whoever owes me money,PAY ME!!haha)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to make it with Taurus woman, then do not be jealous or possessive, do not be narrow minded, do not criticize about nonsense or small and insignificant matters. Try to likes her friends and let she has her privacy, then she can be very sweet to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how is it true?what do you'll think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-6944685261090931877?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/6944685261090931877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=6944685261090931877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6944685261090931877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6944685261090931877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-got-this-email-about-horoscope-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-564161967571299070</id><published>2007-12-17T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T23:20:18.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okays, update time!went out everyday this whole weekend, including today. its going to be a long picture post, so beware!hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sun 16th dec- b4 dinner at the vilage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aQYiLHbDI/AAAAAAAAAdY/PSiL_oXJ_iU/s320/n733147781_452645_9625.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aQZSLHbFI/AAAAAAAAAdo/pbGvTvHFz8Q/s1600-h/n733147781_452642_8587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144958388366961746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aQZSLHbFI/AAAAAAAAAdo/pbGvTvHFz8Q/s320/n733147781_452642_8587.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aQZCLHbEI/AAAAAAAAAdg/MnYqcRrN70o/s1600-h/Photo078.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okays, I'm lazy to upload all the photos, its on facebook lah. anyways, although I was sick, I still went.so nice right. cause I love b4 &amp;amp; mg!!! (: its just so fun to be in an all girls school. no one cares about looks or whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of looks, urgh, today, I did the most upseting thing ever. me and my big mouth suggested to my sister that we should do something drastic or whatever and go getour hair cut. It was a big mistake! ): when just my hair started looking decent and normal, I went to cut it off and now it looks awful beyond awful!!! )': I've never cried over a hairstyle in the longest time and I just did today. sigh, sch's starting in 2 weeks and I'm praying real hard that my hair grows to look normal. my hair takes FOREVER to grow!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;sat 15 dec-late lunch/tea with santhiya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aMESLHa2I/AAAAAAAAAbw/B2nrwD99PIA/s1600-h/Photo075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144953629543197538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aMESLHa2I/AAAAAAAAAbw/B2nrwD99PIA/s320/Photo075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha I thought the effect looked cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aMEiLHa3I/AAAAAAAAAb4/TLSL49Un7hs/s1600-h/Photo076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144953633838164850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aMEiLHa3I/AAAAAAAAAb4/TLSL49Un7hs/s320/Photo076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she bent down to try and be my height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aMEyLHa4I/AAAAAAAAAcA/jlfdfudDAGs/s1600-h/Photo077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144953638133132162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aMEyLHa4I/AAAAAAAAAcA/jlfdfudDAGs/s320/Photo077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my tallest girl friend!!!she is like a whole head taller!mind you she was wearing flats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to drop off the christmas tree at my uncle's store. then I took a train down to bugis and waited for santhiya. yepp, for once I was the earlier one!went to guardian to buy mineral water and that awful lady cheated my money!!luckily I was smart enough to get back the correct change. hmpf. we walked to arab street and drank copi and ate curry puffs.walked around arab street and then we went to haji lane. but then it started raining cats and dogs and we were trapped at haji lane. finally we used my awful conditioned umbrella to walk back to bugis junction. the umbrella was like of no use lah. then we decided to take a train to city hall. we went to marina square and walked around.we went for the mango sale, but it was too crowded and nothing caught our eyes. then we went to the foodcourt and sat down cause we were really tired. I bought waterchestnuts to satisfy my waterchestnut crave, but it was damn disgusting!! then we left. it was really good to meet up with her. like its just so easy to talk to her (: I miss her &amp;amp; tamil class!!!but of course, not the other people. they did not play a significant role in my life. oh and she bought me my body shop gloves!! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;friday 14th dec - out with char, sher,wenz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aM_iLHa5I/AAAAAAAAAcI/kTrkzTioHck/s1600-h/Photo071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144954647450446738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aM_iLHa5I/AAAAAAAAAcI/kTrkzTioHck/s320/Photo071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aNVyLHa-I/AAAAAAAAAcw/Khg-LnDtRoo/s1600-h/Photo065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144955029702536162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aNVyLHa-I/AAAAAAAAAcw/Khg-LnDtRoo/s320/Photo065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shisha mama!look at wenz's shocked face!haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aNWCLHa_I/AAAAAAAAAc4/_0-MIeaYrwM/s1600-h/Photo066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144955033997503474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aNWCLHa_I/AAAAAAAAAc4/_0-MIeaYrwM/s320/Photo066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; since char puts up my unglam photos, I had to put up at least one unglam photo of her!ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aNWCLHbAI/AAAAAAAAAdA/WbZGKeGlDFQ/s1600-h/Photo068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144955033997503490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aNWCLHbAI/AAAAAAAAAdA/WbZGKeGlDFQ/s320/Photo068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aM_yLHa6I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/G2lKEYnDsb8/s1600-h/Photo073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144954651745414050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aM_yLHa6I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/G2lKEYnDsb8/s320/Photo073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aNASLHa7I/AAAAAAAAAcY/VGeceRhjQVI/s1600-h/Photo074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144954660335348658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aNASLHa7I/AAAAAAAAAcY/VGeceRhjQVI/s320/Photo074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2Z5miLHaxI/AAAAAAAAAbI/KB6JGXwHUVc/s1600-h/dinner+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144933327232789266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2Z5miLHaxI/AAAAAAAAAbI/KB6JGXwHUVc/s320/dinner+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2Z4-iLHawI/AAAAAAAAAbA/oVsP0ryEvkE/s1600-h/dinner+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144932640038021890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2Z4-iLHawI/AAAAAAAAAbA/oVsP0ryEvkE/s320/dinner+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aNAiLHa9I/AAAAAAAAAco/mGQNEkwhC9Q/s1600-h/Photo063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144954664630315986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aNAiLHa9I/AAAAAAAAAco/mGQNEkwhC9Q/s320/Photo063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2Z5myLHayI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/2Oa4SppNtTU/s1600-h/dinner+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144933331527756578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2Z5myLHayI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/2Oa4SppNtTU/s320/dinner+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2Z5myLHazI/AAAAAAAAAbY/H7AXZ1Y3VJk/s1600-h/dinner+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144933331527756594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2Z5myLHazI/AAAAAAAAAbY/H7AXZ1Y3VJk/s320/dinner+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2Z5nCLHa0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/yLVHJL_sH0k/s1600-h/dinner+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144933335822723906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2Z5nCLHa0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/yLVHJL_sH0k/s320/dinner+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2Z4-SLHasI/AAAAAAAAAag/Pd1D_cmvsdY/s1600-h/dinner1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144932635743054530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2Z4-SLHasI/AAAAAAAAAag/Pd1D_cmvsdY/s320/dinner1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2Z4-SLHatI/AAAAAAAAAao/ePZXU1aQX1Q/s1600-h/dinner+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144932635743054546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2Z4-SLHatI/AAAAAAAAAao/ePZXU1aQX1Q/s320/dinner+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2Z4-iLHauI/AAAAAAAAAaw/Wjuc6sdWTNw/s1600-h/dinner+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144932640038021858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2Z4-iLHauI/AAAAAAAAAaw/Wjuc6sdWTNw/s320/dinner+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2Z4-iLHavI/AAAAAAAAAa4/NXix0wO-roU/s1600-h/dinner+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144932640038021874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2Z4-iLHavI/AAAAAAAAAa4/NXix0wO-roU/s320/dinner+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had dinner at clarke quay!we ate at a jap restaurant, which name I can't seem to remember. then we walked around, bumped into my cousin who was working that night. sher and wenz wanted to shisha, so we walked all the way to boat quay. char and I died from the walk there cause both our heels were killing us. thank goodness for char, or else I don't know how I would have managed to walk there or survive the shisha. yep, we went to shisha. I didn't like it and I don't think I'd ever do it again. yea, at first it was exciting when I tried it. seemed all fun and stuff. but no, I didn't really like the whole thing, made my throat so itchy. char's dad dropped the 3 of us at cine and I tooked a really crowded bus home. I didn't manage to press the bell in time and ended up walking alot more to my house.I got so tired and sleepy. I reached home close to 12 and was really shocked pa didn't say anything. if ma was home, I would have been dead lah. I got so hungry from all the exhaustion and I binged on left over curry at 1am :/ but still dinner with them was fun. all the camwhoring. haha. oh, wenz made us all wear dresses.I looked gross in dresses and doesn't help that I put on weight over the holidays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/1835112298294961073-564161967571299070?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/564161967571299070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=564161967571299070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/564161967571299070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/564161967571299070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2007/12/okays-update-timewent-out-everyday-this.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R2aRhiLHbKI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/70HAy3QXmLQ/s72-c/Photo093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-2002567022753371323</id><published>2007-12-13T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T16:11:15.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;argh, my laggy computer is getting on my nerves. and its even more annoying that only I find it laggy. when the others ( as in my family members) use it, its perfectly fine. I hate it!!!its not fair that all the electronic devices at home, don't listen to me and worse, spoil when I'm using it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to town with sherrrrrrr today!!!seems so long since I last saw her. if only she had stayed. oh wells. anyways, she was so sure I would be late, but I wasn't. ha!I'm not always late, although I am most of the time. and the pitiful ones like razia, always end up waiting for me all the time. ya, I just realised, every time I met her, I was late :/ anyways, we had ya kun kaya toast!!talked talked talked then we went to the MANGO SALE!!!it was crazy!I didn't expect it to be this crowded. people kept pushing lah!but it was worth it cause I found a pretty top and it was very very cheap!oh and I managed to get my sister a cheap Christmas gift. you know I thought the double storey mango crowd was bad, but the one at taka was even worse!!!there was clothes strewn all over the floor and people kept stepping over them. I tell you, if Singaporeans had to save their lives from going to sales, they would never die!!!quoting sher, they act as if "they never see clothes before!" she said that the vip mango sale yesterday was also bad, as in the stuff was good but the crowd was awful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh and you know, before we entered the double storey mango, they put our bags into a big bag of white plastic bag and then fastened it. such a waste of plastic bags. I hope they reuse them. but the stupid handle of the bag left ugly marks on my arm. urgh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to go back again, can't get enough of it!but my bank balance is restricting me to do so. I am actually quite amazed how I managed to survive with so little money. I went to town consecutively last week. like on thurs,fri and sat. then I went back to town today, would be going for dinner to clarke quay on friday with char,sher &amp;amp; wenz. sat I would be meeting santhiya after oh so long!!!finally, our plans have been confirmed and we're meeting up (: whatever happened to our "we shall meet every month!!!" plans.hehh. then sun, 4 class dinner at vilage. mon gyming with my sister. and finally something useful, studying on wed with razia. and before next fri, I must try and squeeze in a day to meet up with shiuan, retard and maybe few others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ma is coming back on sat night!! (:&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;  I miss her!!you know, I called her that day and I asked her if she misses me, and she said NO!so evil. I'm sure she's lying. she still can give excuses, don't know what, she is so busy with the course and have no time to miss us.hmpf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-2002567022753371323?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/2002567022753371323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=2002567022753371323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/2002567022753371323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/2002567022753371323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2007/12/argh-my-laggy-computer-is-getting-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-4501384015944288380</id><published>2007-12-08T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T10:50:30.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R1oBvx8A6ZI/AAAAAAAAAaY/wwExhXVq5GU/s1600-h/xiang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141423844967377298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R1oBvx8A6ZI/AAAAAAAAAaY/wwExhXVq5GU/s320/xiang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY XIANG!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for being a really really good good friend to me, always being there for me.a shoulder to cry on, awwww! I can always turn to you.obs sabah, guides, MI and everyday in MG, you were always there,helping me pull through. I miss seeing you everyday lah! ): but we still can have our prata/food dates and the un-intentional meet ups at the shell bus stop. another year in jc and we can go back to being school mates!haha.really hope you were pleasantly surprised ytd and hope you loved it all,although it was very last minute and not fantastic. something nicer next year ya? :D  have loads of fun today!so urgh that we couldn't do everything on the real day today!LOVE YOU LOADS XIANGAROO!!!haha, I miss giving you nicknames!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;xiang, you know your birthday sms, I made a mistake.I typed "I know I can't count on you.." its supposed to be "I know I CAN count on you" hehh. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yepp, xiang's birthday today...but we spent it ytd. shall wait for wenz to upload the photos and then blog about it. poor xiang has trng today. and like when she's free, I'm not. darn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gotta go shower now. have to go for a party later!!yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-4501384015944288380?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/4501384015944288380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=4501384015944288380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/4501384015944288380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/4501384015944288380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday-xiang-thank-you-for.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R1oBvx8A6ZI/AAAAAAAAAaY/wwExhXVq5GU/s72-c/xiang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-946446485325818293</id><published>2007-12-07T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T10:04:07.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! I'm not a blogging idiot after all!I managed to change my layout all by myself! I never could do that properly, everything would screw up. but the thing is, I don't like my layout. I want something in green, not some lady in red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another busy busy busy day today. too tired to do many things. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-946446485325818293?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/946446485325818293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=946446485325818293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/946446485325818293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/946446485325818293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2007/12/yay-im-not-blogging-idiot-after-alli.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-7928696881081657896</id><published>2007-12-06T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T21:39:24.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yes, &lt;strong&gt;christmas&lt;/strong&gt; is coming!!!!!!!!!!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;although I don't actually feel it yet, I shall do a christmas wish list!!! no, not a to do list. but a wish list! (: I've been good all year round, so please santa, can I have what I wish for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the giordano green sneakers ( aiyah, its only gong to be another year of sch, so a cheap pair of shoes would do.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;body shop body scrubbing gloves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a nice pretty green organiser &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a good and working pimple cream ( I'll actually prefer to stick to my bodyshop tea tree facial soap) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dumbells or anything useful to lose weight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;flats or flip flops ( my ripples slippers have no friction at all.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anything handmade with lots of thought  (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;that is all. oh and of course, good health, a good a level cert and a happy happy happy life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-7928696881081657896?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/7928696881081657896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=7928696881081657896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7928696881081657896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7928696881081657896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-yes-christmas-is-coming-although-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-8944642128953756395</id><published>2007-12-06T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T21:23:55.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh you know blogger gave me a chance to revive my old blog. the dazzling cow one. yepp, the sec one blog. it was really amusing to read through my old posts. the way I blogged, the awful lingo o typing said as saed and me as mi. gosh!!!terrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, went to toa pah yoh to study with char and wenz. obviously we didn't do much studying at all. it was quite unproductive but fun. haha. wah I was so ambitious and brought my ENITRE econs file!!!!I ended up getting a shoulder ache :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a bump-into-everyone-day!!!!yusof ishak saw me at the bus stop, but I didn't see her though. then I saw felicia across the bus stop. then at taka counter, the jeremy guy from owens served me.then few more people from peejay like rathi,rachel. yepp alot of people in one day isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to east coast park to meet jen and xiang tomorrow!!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-8944642128953756395?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/8944642128953756395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=8944642128953756395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8944642128953756395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8944642128953756395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-you-know-blogger-gave-me-chance-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-8230809098083822080</id><published>2007-11-29T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T20:57:53.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RETARD &amp;amp; RAZIA!!! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;shoutouts to the birthday people&lt;em&gt; ( I remember doing this alot of times in sec 2 when blogging was my main priority. haha. ) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you'll should be honoured okays. haha. I put up even the most ugliest picture of me cause you'll look nice in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R06u9TnED4I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/iCYtHrqa9l0/s1600-h/retard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138236593135685506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R06u9TnED4I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/iCYtHrqa9l0/s320/retard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy happy birthday my lovelist retard, there is no other bigger retard than you, but I still love you to the max!!!! and I know you love me too!haha. I miss the fun fun and entertaining days we had together, although they were damn short.all the bubbles time!haha. hope you have fun today!who ask you to be stuck in camp today!!we actually were going to plan something for you! anyways, we still have yet to have our study date with shiuan! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R06u8jnED3I/AAAAAAAAAaI/UTFCWezC_BA/s1600-h/razia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138236580250783602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R06u8jnED3I/AAAAAAAAAaI/UTFCWezC_BA/s320/razia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;happy birthday razia bazia! (: its still kinda shocking how I've known you from "ginah uncle's daughter" to razia-my classmate. I would have never expected it, and I don't think you would have either. From boring tamil class, to physics and as well as running 2.4km, you were always there for me. all the fun &amp;amp; laughter we had with the clique, I'll definitely miss.one more year to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-8230809098083822080?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/8230809098083822080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=8230809098083822080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8230809098083822080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8230809098083822080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-birthday-retard-razia-shoutouts.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R06u9TnED4I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/iCYtHrqa9l0/s72-c/retard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-5627728975999496329</id><published>2007-11-25T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T17:46:41.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helloo!another update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the really old photos from the time salt,qian,jo and I met up for ice cream!!! 13 nov I think. we went to island creamery, rotted there and then walked to coro and then back t0 renaldos for fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R06JzznED2I/AAAAAAAAAaA/tdQ6tNRaocw/s1600-h/Photo032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138195747996700514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R06JzznED2I/AAAAAAAAAaA/tdQ6tNRaocw/s320/Photo032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we were being oh so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R06JzjnED1I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/9LK9GDklhHU/s1600-h/Photo031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138195743701733202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R06JzjnED1I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/9LK9GDklhHU/s320/Photo031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-5627728975999496329?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/5627728975999496329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=5627728975999496329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5627728975999496329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/5627728975999496329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2007/11/we-were-being-oh-so-lame.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R06JzznED2I/AAAAAAAAAaA/tdQ6tNRaocw/s72-c/Photo032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-8533482500587546000</id><published>2007-11-23T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T21:46:22.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so lazy to upload the photos :/ and uploading photos on facebook isn't very fast ( or maybe its cause I don't dare use the active X control thing...I think its that stoopid programme that gave me a virus the other time.so I don't dare use it.) darn it!stoopid facebook didn't upload my photos.have to upload the photos from wenz birthday or the rest would kill me soon. maybe I'll just upload it on shutterflyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, photos from vann bann outing! I met her ytd after a super duper loong time!I was late..hehh. we went to watch ENCHANTED!!it was good!so sing song and lovely!ooh ooh I finally went to watch a movie at THE CATHAY. exciting you know!haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt so "shy" to camwhore before. maybe cause it was just the two of us and it was funny camwhore-ing when it was kind of crowded. oh wells, at least we managed to take a few photos. but gosh, I looked DISGUSTING on all the photos!!!vann bann looked pretty and I looked like a constipated duck next to her. sighh. luckily very very few people know of my blog, so they cannot find my embarrassing pictures. phewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bYujnEDRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/BsOdre9rKcI/s1600-h/vann+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136030719407295762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bYujnEDRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/BsOdre9rKcI/s320/vann+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bYajnEDMI/AAAAAAAAAUw/IUH_6uIxlQA/s1600-h/vann+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136030375809912002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bYajnEDMI/AAAAAAAAAUw/IUH_6uIxlQA/s320/vann+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bYbDnEDNI/AAAAAAAAAU4/IsCCUSubpNM/s1600-h/vann+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136030384399846610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bYbDnEDNI/AAAAAAAAAU4/IsCCUSubpNM/s320/vann+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bYbTnEDOI/AAAAAAAAAVA/VSV9994OBvQ/s1600-h/vann+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136030388694813922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bYbTnEDOI/AAAAAAAAAVA/VSV9994OBvQ/s320/vann+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bYbjnEDPI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Vv7j-Zcd7SY/s1600-h/vann+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136030392989781234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bYbjnEDPI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Vv7j-Zcd7SY/s320/vann+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bYbznEDQI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/hq5cdGg2lEs/s1600-h/vann+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136030397284748546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bYbznEDQI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/hq5cdGg2lEs/s320/vann+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bXiznEDHI/AAAAAAAAAUI/w1M4p9X1rlY/s1600-h/vann+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136029418032204914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bXiznEDHI/AAAAAAAAAUI/w1M4p9X1rlY/s320/vann+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bXjTnEDII/AAAAAAAAAUQ/d5tn5fbAp1E/s1600-h/vann+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136029426622139522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bXjTnEDII/AAAAAAAAAUQ/d5tn5fbAp1E/s320/vann+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; peeenk christmas tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bXjjnEDJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/hN0I7D1EQUA/s1600-h/vann+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136029430917106834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bXjjnEDJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/hN0I7D1EQUA/s320/vann+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bXjznEDKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/9jCA1zuAWj4/s1600-h/vann+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136029435212074146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bXjznEDKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/9jCA1zuAWj4/s320/vann+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bXkDnEDLI/AAAAAAAAAUo/vBLmdAnmuJA/s1600-h/vann+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136029439507041458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bXkDnEDLI/AAAAAAAAAUo/vBLmdAnmuJA/s320/vann+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bWsTnEDCI/AAAAAAAAATg/ucW9_j-Z63E/s1600-h/vann+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136028481729334306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bWsTnEDCI/AAAAAAAAATg/ucW9_j-Z63E/s320/vann+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bWtDnEDDI/AAAAAAAAATo/iXO1ck1zYnI/s1600-h/vann+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136028494614236210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bWtDnEDDI/AAAAAAAAATo/iXO1ck1zYnI/s320/vann+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; after don't know how many attempts, we managed to take a successful photo on the elevat0r!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bWtTnEDEI/AAAAAAAAATw/d-VzB_RCmB0/s1600-h/vann+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136028498909203522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bWtTnEDEI/AAAAAAAAATw/d-VzB_RCmB0/s320/vann+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gross gross back view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bWtznEDFI/AAAAAAAAAT4/dtXh5LmB58c/s1600-h/vann+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136028507499138130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bWtznEDFI/AAAAAAAAAT4/dtXh5LmB58c/s320/vann+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bWuDnEDGI/AAAAAAAAAUA/PHfrHdRw7NQ/s1600-h/vann+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136028511794105442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bWuDnEDGI/AAAAAAAAAUA/PHfrHdRw7NQ/s320/vann+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bVbznEC9I/AAAAAAAAAS4/relTwSmKVMU/s1600-h/vann+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136027098749864914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bVbznEC9I/AAAAAAAAAS4/relTwSmKVMU/s320/vann+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bVejnEC-I/AAAAAAAAATA/piy7Mzt-12Q/s1600-h/vann+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136027145994505186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bVejnEC-I/AAAAAAAAATA/piy7Mzt-12Q/s320/vann+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bVfDnEC_I/AAAAAAAAATI/ncV0FlwiFbk/s1600-h/vann+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136027154584439794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bVfDnEC_I/AAAAAAAAATI/ncV0FlwiFbk/s320/vann+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bVfznEDAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/bCGVV0IozsY/s1600-h/vann+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136027167469341698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bVfznEDAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/bCGVV0IozsY/s320/vann+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bVgDnEDBI/AAAAAAAAATY/3JqIzyftBug/s1600-h/vann+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136027171764309010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bVgDnEDBI/AAAAAAAAATY/3JqIzyftBug/s320/vann+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt; vann bann! we shall go burn off those fats together and go shop again. ytd's shopping trip wasn't very successful eh. 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href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2007/11/peeenk-christmas-tree-after-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bYujnEDRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/BsOdre9rKcI/s72-c/vann+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-6402192167596510278</id><published>2007-11-22T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:22:50.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bhZDnEDxI/AAAAAAAAAZY/algnUZwtCD0/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136040245644758802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bhZDnEDxI/AAAAAAAAAZY/algnUZwtCD0/s320/wenz+birthday+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bhZjnEDyI/AAAAAAAAAZg/AzrsoWZJAlU/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136040254234693410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bhZjnEDyI/AAAAAAAAAZg/AzrsoWZJAlU/s320/wenz+birthday+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bhajnEDzI/AAAAAAAAAZo/OcbaRP4iUWo/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136040271414562610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bhajnEDzI/AAAAAAAAAZo/OcbaRP4iUWo/s320/wenz+birthday+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bhbDnED0I/AAAAAAAAAZw/WT3HELNiQZk/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136040280004497218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bhbDnED0I/AAAAAAAAAZw/WT3HELNiQZk/s320/wenz+birthday+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgojnEDrI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Jns2XFERpw8/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136039412421103282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgojnEDrI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Jns2XFERpw8/s320/wenz+birthday+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgpTnEDsI/AAAAAAAAAYw/--5A4g4xcTk/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136039425306005186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgpTnEDsI/AAAAAAAAAYw/--5A4g4xcTk/s320/wenz+birthday+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgpjnEDtI/AAAAAAAAAY4/kNZp04Tr8E0/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136039429600972498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgpjnEDtI/AAAAAAAAAY4/kNZp04Tr8E0/s320/wenz+birthday+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgpznEDuI/AAAAAAAAAZA/PTWM-CQayYo/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136039433895939810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgpznEDuI/AAAAAAAAAZA/PTWM-CQayYo/s320/wenz+birthday+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha xiang looks so hilarious there! &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bhYTnEDwI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/IYSKc7SBVDA/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136040232759856898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bhYTnEDwI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/IYSKc7SBVDA/s320/wenz+birthday+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i look sad and grumpy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgqDnEDvI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dVJovinGOrY/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136039438190907122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgqDnEDvI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dVJovinGOrY/s320/wenz+birthday+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I look eew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgNznEDmI/AAAAAAAAAYA/PzECZJ1DDRE/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136038952859602530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgNznEDmI/AAAAAAAAAYA/PzECZJ1DDRE/s320/wenz+birthday+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgOjnEDnI/AAAAAAAAAYI/OEuWXmXY3H8/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136038965744504434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgOjnEDnI/AAAAAAAAAYI/OEuWXmXY3H8/s320/wenz+birthday+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgPDnEDoI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/N26pPME-AeU/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136038974334439042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgPDnEDoI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/N26pPME-AeU/s320/wenz+birthday+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgPTnEDpI/AAAAAAAAAYY/4AuCXy6IklA/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136038978629406354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgPTnEDpI/AAAAAAAAAYY/4AuCXy6IklA/s320/wenz+birthday+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgPznEDqI/AAAAAAAAAYg/j44mrCs_qsA/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136038987219340962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bgPznEDqI/AAAAAAAAAYg/j44mrCs_qsA/s320/wenz+birthday+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bfoznEDhI/AAAAAAAAAXY/asOYK1U-r6w/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bfpTnEDiI/AAAAAAAAAXg/d1grNdt5_64/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136038325794377250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bfpTnEDiI/AAAAAAAAAXg/d1grNdt5_64/s320/wenz+birthday+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bfpjnEDjI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Zmhk4X3s5G8/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136038330089344562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bfpjnEDjI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Zmhk4X3s5G8/s320/wenz+birthday+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bfpznEDkI/AAAAAAAAAXw/jmpTiJ8FS_g/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136038334384311874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bfpznEDkI/AAAAAAAAAXw/jmpTiJ8FS_g/s320/wenz+birthday+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bfqTnEDlI/AAAAAAAAAX4/xwtxsmomit8/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136038342974246482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bfqTnEDlI/AAAAAAAAAX4/xwtxsmomit8/s320/wenz+birthday+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bfITnEDcI/AAAAAAAAAWw/p4wVVhlWwZg/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136037758858694082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bfITnEDcI/AAAAAAAAAWw/p4wVVhlWwZg/s320/wenz+birthday+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bfIznEDdI/AAAAAAAAAW4/8XaTblMoV5w/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136037767448628690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bfIznEDdI/AAAAAAAAAW4/8XaTblMoV5w/s320/wenz+birthday+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bfJTnEDeI/AAAAAAAAAXA/TCF9FTOJWnE/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136037776038563298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bfJTnEDeI/AAAAAAAAAXA/TCF9FTOJWnE/s320/wenz+birthday+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bfJjnEDfI/AAAAAAAAAXI/zQizSQZZE2Q/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136037780333530610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bfJjnEDfI/AAAAAAAAAXI/zQizSQZZE2Q/s320/wenz+birthday+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bfJznEDgI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/R6iKTN97tCg/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136037784628497922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bfJznEDgI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/R6iKTN97tCg/s320/wenz+birthday+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0beXTnEDYI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/QYMhUx8gM_o/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136036917045104002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0beXTnEDYI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/QYMhUx8gM_o/s320/wenz+birthday+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0beYDnEDZI/AAAAAAAAAWY/UwEgQ1s4qRw/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bd-TnEDSI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Ed5UHM-Z8c4/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136036487548374306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bd-TnEDSI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Ed5UHM-Z8c4/s320/wenz+birthday+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bd-znEDTI/AAAAAAAAAVo/7wFajnBU8Ks/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136036496138308914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bd-znEDTI/AAAAAAAAAVo/7wFajnBU8Ks/s320/wenz+birthday+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bd_DnEDUI/AAAAAAAAAVw/mUoH2_QRFds/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136036500433276226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bd_DnEDUI/AAAAAAAAAVw/mUoH2_QRFds/s320/wenz+birthday+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bd_jnEDVI/AAAAAAAAAV4/nsU0JUGD2Ws/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136036509023210834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bd_jnEDVI/AAAAAAAAAV4/nsU0JUGD2Ws/s320/wenz+birthday+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bd_znEDWI/AAAAAAAAAWA/jdVY9qY8emA/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136036513318178146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bd_znEDWI/AAAAAAAAAWA/jdVY9qY8emA/s320/wenz+birthday+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0beXDnEDXI/AAAAAAAAAWI/wSmjeEOaH0I/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136036912750136690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0beXDnEDXI/AAAAAAAAAWI/wSmjeEOaH0I/s320/wenz+birthday+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pictures from wenz birthday!heavily loaded with pictures. i think there are like 35 pictures. goshh, the rest better love me for painstaking-ly uploading the photos. like that time when clique went to the zoo...the pictures...woah. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, the surprise went quite well. but thats cause wenz is soo blur. haha. I accidentally said "char" when she called and still that blurr wenz had no clue about the surprise!when I striked the candle, gosh all the smoke went up my nose...I was so chocked!haha. when wenz screamed out in joy, this two old aunties at the back were sort of shouting/scolding us &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;for making too much noise. aiyah, can't help it rights. who has a quiet birthday anyways!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;glad wenz loved the presents plus surprise. ooh ooh the cupcake was baked by xiang. I got one too!and it was yummy! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok doneeee. hmmm wasn't so bad after all!&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/1835112298294961073-6402192167596510278?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/6402192167596510278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=6402192167596510278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6402192167596510278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6402192167596510278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-look-sad-and-grumpy.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bhZDnEDxI/AAAAAAAAAZY/algnUZwtCD0/s72-c/wenz+birthday+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-7892821185549286288</id><published>2007-11-15T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:27:29.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bTlTnEC5I/AAAAAAAAASY/sOCt_wouzS4/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bTljnEC6I/AAAAAAAAASg/-yPGPRsMI_Q/s1600-h/wenz+birthday+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pictures from dinner date with prilaa, changs, jia lin &amp;amp; meigin on thurs ( 15/11) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too lazy to upload all the pictures. it was so good to see them again. I miss jia lin, my paranoid, entertaining lab/register/assembly partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bRIDnECqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/2cwl1zQ65Kc/s1600-h/lins,changs,prills,gin+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136022361400937122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bRIDnECqI/AAAAAAAAAQg/2cwl1zQ65Kc/s320/lins,changs,prills,gin+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bRIjnECrI/AAAAAAAAAQo/j-w_miMBILU/s1600-h/lins,changs,prills,gin+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136022369990871730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bRIjnECrI/AAAAAAAAAQo/j-w_miMBILU/s320/lins,changs,prills,gin+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bRJDnECsI/AAAAAAAAAQw/_3RtENHs4bU/s1600-h/lins,changs,prills,gin+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136022378580806338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bRJDnECsI/AAAAAAAAAQw/_3RtENHs4bU/s320/lins,changs,prills,gin+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bRJTnECtI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/cMH49QGvg7c/s1600-h/lins,changs,prills,gin+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136022382875773650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bRJTnECtI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/cMH49QGvg7c/s320/lins,changs,prills,gin+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bRHznECpI/AAAAAAAAAQY/cg2lyq2zYNc/s1600-h/lins,changs,prills,gin+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136022357105969810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/R0bRHznECpI/AAAAAAAAAQY/cg2lyq2zYNc/s320/lins,changs,prills,gin+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh did I tell about how mei gin lost her handphone and this angmoh guy picked it up and CALLED MY PHONE. I bet he likes me. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and we walked from cine all the way to istana!and along the way we pretended we were tourists and took tourist-ish photos!and I nearly died from the walk because of the stoopid heels. &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/1835112298294961073-7892821185549286288?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/7892821185549286288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=7892821185549286288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7892821185549286288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZVJOLKrpI/AAAAAAAAAPA/O58HfUOEvUQ/s320/Photo022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZVJOLKrqI/AAAAAAAAAPI/UUt1Yac5m6A/s1600-h/Photo025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131382442347376290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZVJOLKrqI/AAAAAAAAAPI/UUt1Yac5m6A/s320/Photo025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZVJeLKrrI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1NcjY9JDImU/s1600-h/Photo027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131382446642343602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZVJeLKrrI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1NcjY9JDImU/s320/Photo027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZS0eLKrmI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1rjIwFk3ZvE/s1600-h/deepavali+eve+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131379886841835106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZS0eLKrmI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1rjIwFk3ZvE/s320/deepavali+eve+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZQ2eLKrjI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/AvWaGGHxrXY/s1600-h/deepavali+eve+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131377722178317874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZQ2eLKrjI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/AvWaGGHxrXY/s320/deepavali+eve+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZQ3OLKrkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/OxL2XI2MhcE/s1600-h/deepavali+eve+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131377735063219778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZQ3OLKrkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/OxL2XI2MhcE/s320/deepavali+eve+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZQ3uLKrlI/AAAAAAAAAOg/TRZQEgnZ1Fs/s1600-h/deepavali+eve+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZQIOLKreI/AAAAAAAAANo/iU7wWqUGfdc/s1600-h/Photo323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131376927609368034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZQIOLKreI/AAAAAAAAANo/iU7wWqUGfdc/s320/Photo323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZQIOLKrfI/AAAAAAAAANw/3cWULgCQYhQ/s1600-h/Photo321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131376927609368050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZQIOLKrfI/AAAAAAAAANw/3cWULgCQYhQ/s320/Photo321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZQIOLKrgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/H7K-cXiievY/s1600-h/Photo324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131376927609368066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZQIOLKrgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/H7K-cXiievY/s320/Photo324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZQIeLKrhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ujfLFmER498/s1600-h/Photo328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131376931904335378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZQIeLKrhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ujfLFmER498/s320/Photo328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZQIeLKriI/AAAAAAAAAOI/m2YPyVhGwRY/s1600-h/Photo319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131376931904335394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZQIeLKriI/AAAAAAAAAOI/m2YPyVhGwRY/s320/Photo319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZPUuLKrbI/AAAAAAAAANQ/NDMngbgRuEg/s1600-h/Photo325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131376042846105010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZPUuLKrbI/AAAAAAAAANQ/NDMngbgRuEg/s320/Photo325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZPVOLKrcI/AAAAAAAAANY/2JPQV8eUtEc/s1600-h/Photo331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131376051436039618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZPVOLKrcI/AAAAAAAAANY/2JPQV8eUtEc/s320/Photo331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZPVeLKrdI/AAAAAAAAANg/iEBYGGM_qqM/s1600-h/HEHS_007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131376055731006930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZPVeLKrdI/AAAAAAAAANg/iEBYGGM_qqM/s320/HEHS_007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;some random pictures from the ikea with qian &amp;amp; salt, op preparations,vivo,sentosa,deepavali eve. oh my, I'm really a computer idiot. I didn't know you could upload multiple images at one time, on blogger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-8425940494392237012?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/8425940494392237012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=8425940494392237012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8425940494392237012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8425940494392237012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2007/11/some-random-pictures-from-ikea-with.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dIEQAxXlFE4/RzZYbuLKrwI/AAAAAAAAAP4/tyW0YqorL9c/s72-c/DSCF0202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-7930108556359769806</id><published>2007-11-10T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T12:41:19.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wow, this blog is dying even before one month! so, here are my attempts to try and revive it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so far....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;deepavali is over! I had the most unexpected deepavali eve ever! my cousin and I went over to NUS at like 10pm to help my sister with her projects ( ok, more like he helped her and I slept.) and we also ate at the famous cheese prata shop!then only by 4am my sister was done with her work. Since there was no bus, we decided to walk home. yepp, from west coast to bukit timah at 4 in the morning. It was quite exciting actually. until we ran into 3 firece military dogs. ( luckily there were up on the hill) then worse, at np bus stop...there was a police car waiting for us!!ok no, they were just patroling. then another big inspector car came along and started asking us questions. in the end we got a free ride home in the police car!!!how exciting right!now I can proudly say that i have rode on a police car!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to sentosa with char &amp;amp; wenz on wed morning!I was like an hr late.took the luge!fun fun!but it was so embarrassing cause I rode into the grass patchish hill thing.quoting wenz, "noob!" haha. we swam around, ok more like played in the water. those 2 tanned while I read. c'mon, I've tanned enough.haha. felt quite nice to finally step foot into sentosa after 9 years!!!pics another time.lazy. pics on char's blog actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;deepavali money collection.this year I did something useful with the money. I opened my own account in the bank and now I got an atm card!yay!!but I'm going to try and not use my atm card until I've got at least $500 in my bank. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;results day. Ok I should be very thankful to have been promoted. I'm very shocked that some people got retained. didn't expect them to. I'm going to miss them!!! all the nonsense and fun I will miss!!         &lt;strong&gt;preeths!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; ) : I need you lah!!!sinda thing still on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after results, char and I went to vivo to buy stuff. I went to daiso!so exciting!I'm like so deprived, I've never been there before!while we were at vivo, we a japanese ship!some nippon maru thing for the asean youth leaders or something like that. pics from vivo! darn blogger can't upload pictures now. I'll try again later. deepavali visiting now. sigh, I've put on weight from just eating cookies!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-7930108556359769806?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/7930108556359769806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=7930108556359769806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7930108556359769806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/7930108556359769806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2007/11/wow-this-blog-is-dying-even-before-one.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-6852077486258370290</id><published>2007-11-06T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T00:28:12.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;talking to char and wenz on msn now. planning for the outing on wed. I miss secondary sch days. talking to those can be really entertaining. I miss them, xiang,sherr and all! ):&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its quite sad that although char and I are in the same sch, we hardly get time to properly meet up. oh wells. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finally settled on cycling at east coast park.fun fun! I lovee going to ecp!!MI gatherings somehow usually end up being there ( but thats only the case when I plan the gatherings) aiyah, I lovee ecp and I usually have the craving to go cycling, so might as well have gatherings there. satisfies my cravings and I get to meet up with them. but the last MI gathering was a failure. only 7 people turned up. sighh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-6852077486258370290?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/6852077486258370290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=6852077486258370290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6852077486258370290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/6852077486258370290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/2007/11/talking-to-char-and-wenz-on-msn-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jaish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08899372982807830593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1835112298294961073.post-8329433220672161970</id><published>2007-11-05T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T23:52:08.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a proper post after the picture post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;feels funny having a public blog after a really long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Had my nephew's birthday party ytd. And gosh, I wish my parents lived in China or something. That way, cause of the 1 child policy, my parents wouldn't have siblings and I wouldn't have an extended family!yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;having an extended family is like as disgusting as those pirated ferreor rochers. gross, fake and just disgusting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes, I know I'm fat and I'm getting fatter. I don't need my aunt or cousin to repeatedly remind me of that.     yes, I know my sister looks younger than me. thanks to all your constant reminders, the fact that she looks younger has grown into me. that day, when I was introducing my sister I accidentally said she was my younger sister. aren't you'll glad now?                                                                                                                                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes, I know you'll think we're putting on a mask, but at least we have basic manners and we know that we shouldn't  shout or or year for people's attention or do stupid stuff infront of others. attention seekers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a joke is never funny if you're the only one laughing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1835112298294961073-8329433220672161970?l=capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capturedbythelenses.blogspot.com/feeds/8329433220672161970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1835112298294961073&amp;postID=8329433220672161970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8329433220672161970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1835112298294961073/posts/default/8329433220672161970'/><link 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