<?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-3828302532565848032</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:11:42.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daily rants.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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>461</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-3693319926977278355</id><published>2010-09-15T13:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T13:33:54.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jar of hearts- christina perri.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="325" width="600"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8v_4O44sfjM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;autoplay=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8v_4O44sfjM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;autoplay=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="600" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant get enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for her album :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, exams are over! im so very merry happy~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-3693319926977278355?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3693319926977278355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=3693319926977278355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3693319926977278355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3693319926977278355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/09/jar-of-hearts-christina-perri.html' title='jar of hearts- christina perri.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-2088205100480039049</id><published>2010-09-07T04:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T04:37:05.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song for the waiting, aron wright.</title><content type='html'>so my internet connection has been down this few days, irritating or what.&lt;br /&gt;it just happens that its accessible now, at 4am. like how it was last night at 2am. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeahs, the first thing i do is check my mails! then instinctively, i opened fb but did nth there, hah! thennnnnn, i went to dramacrazy.net to find a new drama i've set my eyes on~~&lt;br /&gt;gee, you must be wondering wtf am i doing when im supposed to study OR why arent i sleeping. my body clock is way screwed and yeahs, i study in the early hours of the day, afternns just dont work out for me, even if there is no distractions. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513901781739522034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TIVQdOL6R_I/AAAAAAAACpk/12TIFwcaoMA/s320/Playful+kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;so yah! i. want. to. watch. playful. kiss.&lt;br /&gt;i know its sounds lame, but its like the korean version of ISWAK. no harm watching right? since im running out of dramas too? though it is a bad time to start a new one now. =x&lt;br /&gt;BLAW FUCKING SUCKS. gosh, 12 chapters, why doesnt any of it sticks in my head. maybe surrogates in the future is a good idea. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, nocturnal, time for bed. good morning everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-2088205100480039049?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2088205100480039049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=2088205100480039049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2088205100480039049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2088205100480039049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/09/song-for-waiting-aron-wright.html' title='Song for the waiting, aron wright.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/TIVQdOL6R_I/AAAAAAAACpk/12TIFwcaoMA/s72-c/Playful+kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-2203984578025638287</id><published>2010-09-06T01:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T02:31:54.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cause two can keep a secret if one of them is dead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TIPghhbjQXI/AAAAAAAACpc/72t4hgdnAL8/s1600/pretty+little+liars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513497235345850738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TIPghhbjQXI/AAAAAAAACpc/72t4hgdnAL8/s320/pretty+little+liars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;opps, imma spoiler!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, i'm hooked on pretty little liars.&lt;br /&gt;crap, the next episode is going to air only in 2011.&lt;br /&gt;damn, i havent start on blaw yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p.s. ian harding is cute eyecandy ok! :D&lt;br /&gt;hah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-2203984578025638287?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2203984578025638287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=2203984578025638287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2203984578025638287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2203984578025638287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/09/cause-two-can-keep-secret-if-one-of.html' title='cause two can keep a secret if one of them is dead.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/TIPghhbjQXI/AAAAAAAACpc/72t4hgdnAL8/s72-c/pretty+little+liars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-1510169488057631162</id><published>2010-09-03T14:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T14:34:30.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The tenderest touch, leaves the darkest of marks, and the kindest of kisses break the hardest of hearts.</title><content type='html'>i shud officially start studying today onwards til 14th september, the last paper.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was meant for slacking. i slept. spent my day with wy. and i caught 3 movies, one jointly with wy, the expendables. and another 2 at night, book of eli &amp;amp; letters to juliet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512567082838865602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TICSjhUfNsI/AAAAAAAACpU/o02mqHm8MAg/s320/book+of+eli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;so outdated i know, butttt, book of eli was surprisingly, not as bad as i've heard from what others reviewed on it. Love the twist in the end, loving denzel washington as usual! The ironies in life: &lt;em&gt;“People had more than they needed, people didn’t know what was precious and what wasn’t, people threw away things they kill each other for now.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512567076517364722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TICSjJxUw_I/AAAAAAAACpM/hvxA2mYSTjU/s320/letters+to+juliet.png" border="0" /&gt;letters to juliet was inspiring! you should watch it, provided you're not the kind to sleep in romance movies. (: &lt;em&gt;"if what you felt then true love, then it’s never too late. If it was true, then it why wouldn’t it be true now? You need only the courage to follow your heart…”&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/3828302532565848032-1510169488057631162?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1510169488057631162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=1510169488057631162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/1510169488057631162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/1510169488057631162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/09/tenderest-touch-leaves-darkest-of-marks.html' title='The tenderest touch, leaves the darkest of marks, and the kindest of kisses break the hardest of hearts.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/TICSjhUfNsI/AAAAAAAACpU/o02mqHm8MAg/s72-c/book+of+eli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-7272662342905584496</id><published>2010-09-02T05:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T06:01:55.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 days to d-day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TH7M0zDS4CI/AAAAAAAACpE/La8nxFqKyLM/s1600/tumblr_kxxvw8CH9V1qaegavo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512068201377357858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TH7M0zDS4CI/AAAAAAAACpE/La8nxFqKyLM/s320/tumblr_kxxvw8CH9V1qaegavo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To the manicure on the right, you are so on my to-do list after exams! :D thats if i can find that colour ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES! I'VE FINALLY FINISHED MY TWT ESSAY!&lt;/strong&gt; but here comes the dreadful part, i have to get my bum off the chair and out of the house to hand in the essay to school. damnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-7272662342905584496?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7272662342905584496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=7272662342905584496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/7272662342905584496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/7272662342905584496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/09/15-days-to-d-day.html' title='15 days to d-day.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/TH7M0zDS4CI/AAAAAAAACpE/La8nxFqKyLM/s72-c/tumblr_kxxvw8CH9V1qaegavo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-4054281327135217434</id><published>2010-09-01T14:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T14:58:30.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gawking at gaga.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TH34OMfXuJI/AAAAAAAACo8/Rq7zpzOBQzs/s1600/gaga1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511834441726015634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TH34OMfXuJI/AAAAAAAACo8/Rq7zpzOBQzs/s320/gaga1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;{&lt;a href="http://www.nydailynews.com/lifestyle/fashion/galleries/lady_gaga_the_ultimate_costumer/lady_gaga_the_ultimate_costumer.html"&gt;http://www.nydailynews.com/lifestyle/fashion/galleries/lady_gaga_the_ultimate_costumer/lady_gaga_the_ultimate_costumer.html&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/3828302532565848032-4054281327135217434?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4054281327135217434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=4054281327135217434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4054281327135217434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4054281327135217434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/09/gawking-at-gaga.html' title='gawking at gaga.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/TH34OMfXuJI/AAAAAAAACo8/Rq7zpzOBQzs/s72-c/gaga1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-7492372059646544405</id><published>2010-08-30T22:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T22:57:27.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Two- Auburn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/THvGgIKpHpI/AAAAAAAACos/ifherg-YgcY/s1600/tumblr_l7vzkkCzOM1qate2wo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/THvGgIKpHpI/AAAAAAAACos/ifherg-YgcY/s320/tumblr_l7vzkkCzOM1qate2wo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511216824268168850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-family:georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Cause you're the apple to my pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-family:georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;You're the straw to my berry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;You're the smoke to my high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And you're the one I wanna marry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-7492372059646544405?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7492372059646544405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=7492372059646544405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/7492372059646544405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/7492372059646544405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/08/perfect-two-auburn.html' title='Perfect Two- Auburn.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/THvGgIKpHpI/AAAAAAAACos/ifherg-YgcY/s72-c/tumblr_l7vzkkCzOM1qate2wo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-5836692302301350655</id><published>2010-08-29T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T23:05:59.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make me wanna die.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="440" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vzj0g1IlwhM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vzj0g1IlwhM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIRING: 09 SEPTEMBER 2010&lt;br /&gt;AH FUCK, DISTRACTION TO STUDYING HRM AND BLAW! HAH! D;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-5836692302301350655?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5836692302301350655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=5836692302301350655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5836692302301350655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5836692302301350655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/08/make-me-wanna-die.html' title='Make me wanna die.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-6247892430082002559</id><published>2010-08-26T17:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T17:37:43.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hummingbird heartbeat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/THY1mKnFsBI/AAAAAAAACoc/A0YNTAac7K4/s1600/hi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509650123933986834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/THY1mKnFsBI/AAAAAAAACoc/A0YNTAac7K4/s200/hi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hehehe, i shud just close my blog huhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;been lazy to do updates lahhh. its just movies, dramas, typing exam notes, dancing, and boyfriend. nth much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, im a lucky bitch in mj recently. winning enough to buy myself a new itouch cable, cause i lost mine. =x shall upload chalet pics on fb soon. hee!&lt;br /&gt;audition for waves 15 ytd, funny times~ i think im gna busier during the holidays after the examinations and pocky is going to start complaining bout me again! 4 choreographies to learn and 1 to learn, wow. my blog will be even more dead. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, time to start reading feb notes, else i'll never start. stupid essay not yet touched too =.= oh i shud eat my brunch/ dinner first.&lt;br /&gt;taaaa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-6247892430082002559?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/THY1mKnFsBI/AAAAAAAACoc/A0YNTAac7K4/s72-c/hi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-3402185729033224803</id><published>2010-08-09T21:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T13:33:26.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>current mood: club can't handle me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="325" width="600"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SgM3r8xKfGE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SgM3r8xKfGE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="600" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;yep, last week was one hell of a tiring week. kept having naps in the afternn so that i can stay up late throughout the night to finish the reports. damnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;felt so tired and sick after blaw report that i missed dance agn. =.=&lt;br /&gt;but im fine alreadyyyy. :D cant wait to go out for shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught avatar yesterday, feel like watching the cartoon now, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;catching salt tomorrow, i cant wait~ &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and happy birthday singapore (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-3402185729033224803?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3402185729033224803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=3402185729033224803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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has caught Despicable Me, i am still anticipating to watch it on sunday ):&lt;br /&gt;and there's a fma test on monday, and ive yet to start on rwps report. hahaha, btr start on saturday. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall upload dba/2a/01 photos later, my class needs serious bonding sessions, it looks hell divided. gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for bed, sweet dreams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-4685236811802467233?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4685236811802467233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=4685236811802467233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TD1hB-P7EuI/AAAAAAAACoM/fQVCtsKoty8/s1600/hi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493653806979420898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TD1hB-P7EuI/AAAAAAAACoM/fQVCtsKoty8/s320/hi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hi, good afternnnnnn!&lt;br /&gt;yayness; hrm slides and report almost done, minor adjustments to make thats all! :D&lt;br /&gt;even thought thr are still 4 more projects to be done, and a test on monday, and dance performance next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnnnnnnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;4more minutes til we leave for mentoring, 4more hours til dance training in the night.&lt;br /&gt;shud i skip twt tmr? D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-2997747487841498189?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2997747487841498189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=2997747487841498189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2997747487841498189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2997747487841498189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/07/9-crimes.html' title='9 crimes.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/TD1hB-P7EuI/AAAAAAAACoM/fQVCtsKoty8/s72-c/hi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-4726603174755038797</id><published>2010-07-12T21:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T22:28:12.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>til the break of dawn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TDsmbfljKYI/AAAAAAAACoE/t6KrNfzOE58/s1600/hok+d-trix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493026424285768066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TDsmbfljKYI/AAAAAAAACoE/t6KrNfzOE58/s400/hok+d-trix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. TBG was awwwwesome! god, quest crew is one sick crew, too bad dtrix's not around ):&lt;br /&gt;2. Ryan's baby travis is cute lahhh. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;3. WC is finally over, all the talks gotta stop, be it spain or paul. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;4. i want to watch despicable me!!!! so much movies to catch, im missing out!&lt;br /&gt;5. whooohooo, rwps ppt slides done, though report's yet started. but blaw's report up. goner.&lt;br /&gt;6. ALEX WONG IS OUT OF SYTYCD7. DDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;-prays he comes back next year-&lt;br /&gt;7. true blood; 9crimes is out!&lt;br /&gt;8.i shud be asleep 55mins ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowpoke, im waiting~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-4726603174755038797?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4726603174755038797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=4726603174755038797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4726603174755038797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4726603174755038797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/07/til-break-of-dawn.html' title='til the break of dawn.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/TDsmbfljKYI/AAAAAAAACoE/t6KrNfzOE58/s72-c/hok+d-trix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-3646620712876138366</id><published>2010-07-08T10:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T10:11:35.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I dun hav a twitter acc,</title><content type='html'>The wait is finally overrrrr. Damn twt class was cancelled and she didn't inform us beforehand soooo, u knw. I cud hav wath wc las night at 2.30 and slp 2hrs longer lohhhh. At least Spain won :D Though wy didn't win the bet. Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fma lecture's up next, what a bore! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-3646620712876138366?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3646620712876138366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=3646620712876138366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3646620712876138366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3646620712876138366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-i-dun-hav-twitter-acc.html' title='When I dun hav a twitter acc,'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-8699185634744499281</id><published>2010-07-07T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T14:14:03.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cosmic love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TDQaf26MyzI/AAAAAAAACn0/QV4h-ZHVn3E/s1600/eclipse+cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491042980289366834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TDQaf26MyzI/AAAAAAAACn0/QV4h-ZHVn3E/s320/eclipse+cast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;attempt no 2. for a blog resurrection! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay~ dance choreo is finally completed! butttt, i've still having issues with remembering the steps and that double PENCIL TURN! D: kept flying off to the right. boooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are weeks which you wudnt catch a single movie at all, and weeks that you would watch twice in a row. and this weeek, im catching ECLIPSE like finallyyyy? and ip mun hopefully on sunday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahs, not so much of a fan going gaga over &lt;strong&gt;not-so-hot&lt;/strong&gt; male eyecandies, its just for the series. when people go oogle "taylor lautner" and "robert pattinson", i say "kristen stewart" and "dakota fanning"! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, 19 more minutes before we leave for mentoring session.&lt;br /&gt;taaaa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-8699185634744499281?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8699185634744499281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=8699185634744499281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/8699185634744499281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/8699185634744499281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/07/cosmic-love.html' title='cosmic love.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/TDQaf26MyzI/AAAAAAAACn0/QV4h-ZHVn3E/s72-c/eclipse+cast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-9126399922772904968</id><published>2010-07-06T12:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T12:40:01.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jar of hearts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TDKyif_GYGI/AAAAAAAACns/6uqIfl7f5bI/s1600/all+i+need.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490647201489510498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TDKyif_GYGI/AAAAAAAACns/6uqIfl7f5bI/s320/all+i+need.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Week by week, i am making feeble attemps to revive my blog. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;too much to do recently. helloo,5projects at one go, with another twt essay and exams to prepare for after the YOG breaks? when is it ever going to end? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least my term1 grades were satisfactory. gotten quite a shock from the FEB and HRM paper. PIET left to check! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least this weekend allows for a little more of destressing time?&lt;br /&gt;hoping for ECLIPSEwithpocky, OVERNIGHTMJatmyplace, SHOPPING&amp;amp;IPMANwithwyyyyy!, TBGconcert! :DDD hope i dont overkill myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, rwps is ending soon. finally can eat lunch before lectures and project discussion and eventually dance in the night. yes, i can do it!&lt;br /&gt;3more sentences~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta~, dont miss me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-9126399922772904968?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/9126399922772904968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=9126399922772904968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/9126399922772904968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/9126399922772904968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/07/running-around-leaving-scars-collecting.html' title='jar of hearts.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/TDKyif_GYGI/AAAAAAAACns/6uqIfl7f5bI/s72-c/all+i+need.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-3573064098432845132</id><published>2010-06-24T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T18:58:53.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont need too much, just somebody to love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TCM5hGOX6vI/AAAAAAAACnk/dS8g7n3Aj0I/s1600/toy+story+fanatic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486292011836762866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TCM5hGOX6vI/AAAAAAAACnk/dS8g7n3Aj0I/s320/toy+story+fanatic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;/i just dont get the craze with toy story in every guy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for the past 3 weeks, have been pretty much caught up with:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;exams!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- piet was way too easy to be worth 25%, blaw was easy, and the rest was BAD. but who cares? its over. :D&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;dance trainings for AGM 2010!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- had alot of funnnn with addicted dancers. loved it :D&lt;br /&gt;-had to miss saturday's training cus i was sick as shit. ):&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;hanging out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-class bonding with dba/2a/01 peeps, shopping with POCKY!, moviemarathon+gossips with gfs for old time sakes, and justacia+shopping+gossip session with mx,wendy and yp! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;-had overnight mahjong and movie marathon with dba/1a/01 peeps too! though we only caught dead silence and i lost pretty much. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. movies and dramas~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- caught karate kid with my siblings and wy, wanna catch ip man soon~.&lt;br /&gt;-im pretty much addicted to true blood now, though it has too much of sex scenes. haha, vamps are always hot huh. i feel like starting on charmed now! but i wonder if i have the time to, 8 seasons you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to do projects tmr too, damnnn. its gonna be a boring day~&lt;br /&gt;hate that sch's starting in 4days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-3573064098432845132?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3573064098432845132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=3573064098432845132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3573064098432845132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3573064098432845132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-dont-need-to-much-just-somebody-to.html' title='i dont need too much, just somebody to love.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/TCM5hGOX6vI/AAAAAAAACnk/dS8g7n3Aj0I/s72-c/toy+story+fanatic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-3194742989901633860</id><published>2010-06-04T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T23:36:50.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guess what? i am not a robot.</title><content type='html'>PIET revision was a waste of time. the paper tested ended up being as easy as crap, i would want to get a full mark for it D: today's day break for me, watched drama since the afternn and completed my reflective journal! shall start on HRM tomorrow and feb D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nowwww, online shopping for a bit before i turn in! temptations you can never easily resist. hehehe! cant wait for the hols to come nowww, tormenting to wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-3194742989901633860?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3194742989901633860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=3194742989901633860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3194742989901633860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3194742989901633860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/06/guess-what-i-am-not-robot.html' title='guess what? i am not a robot.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-3907713990549884320</id><published>2010-06-03T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T22:32:19.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my worst nightmare; forever the sickest kids.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TAe845dybBI/AAAAAAAACnc/c4eBTWqAlgo/s1600/just+with+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478555157403954194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TAe845dybBI/AAAAAAAACnc/c4eBTWqAlgo/s320/just+with+you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mouth has been itching the whole day, i've snacked on like m&amp;amp;ms, fruitplus, mamee monster, coco crunch and now i wanna eat maggie mee. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;its no wonder all the layers of fats appearing on my arms, stomach and legs. =x&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to be me-mo-ri-sing PIET notes now. gosh, 5chpters. i think after tmr's paper, i cud do a brainwash and input HRM information inside. D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of cus, distractions distractions distractions. from the computer, facebook, videos, movies, and derrick's FORMSPRING.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, how entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U7Zim4yePKA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U7Zim4yePKA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain-reliever of the day. srsly guys, you need to wash your eyes and stop wasting your time on 'pretty' girls. you wudnt want to scare yourself in the middle of the night, after getting married to the hottest woman on earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-3907713990549884320?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3907713990549884320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=3907713990549884320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3907713990549884320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3907713990549884320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-worst-nightmare-forever-sickest-kids.html' title='my worst nightmare; forever the sickest kids.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/TAe845dybBI/AAAAAAAACnc/c4eBTWqAlgo/s72-c/just+with+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-3897518971896898382</id><published>2010-05-31T19:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T19:31:17.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream; Priscilla Ahn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TAOc-U2CRDI/AAAAAAAACnU/CCdiqhDy1Jc/s1600/IMG_0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477394166373827634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/TAOc-U2CRDI/AAAAAAAACnU/CCdiqhDy1Jc/s320/IMG_0507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;last weekend was dance+ shopping +a day rest at home.&lt;br /&gt;idk what have i done in dance that caused me all the muscleaches everywhere? like srsly everywhere, LOL. it feels bad but good. bad cus i cant walk but good cus i know i gave my muscles a workout, not contradicting ok. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping was funnnnn and much satisfied. 2bottoms, 2tops, diva accessories, num shirt for wy and others. and i jus got my cheapo vest from cotton on too :DDD&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for msts to be over so i can go on another shopping spree again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(pictures up at fb :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i cant move on the weekends, i watched dramas too. =x&lt;br /&gt;completed ghost whisperer5 i believed, and personal perference!&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for s7 of sytycd to announce its top10!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've attempted to startmy revision, starting with piet! which jus proved the fact that it only takes 2topics of notes-writing to kill my hands ): 3 more chapters to go, but 5 more chpters to memorise. ): 25% is hell stressful man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance tmr night tooooo, stress reliever i hope? but i need to think of choreography soon too, taaas.&lt;br /&gt;oh, check out poker face sung by the glee cast. personally, i think its much better than gaga's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little girl alone in my little world who dreamed of a little home for me.&lt;br /&gt;I played pretend between the trees, and fed my houseguests bark and leaves, and laughed in my pretty bed of green. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-3897518971896898382?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3897518971896898382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=3897518971896898382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3897518971896898382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3897518971896898382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/05/dream-priscilla-ahn.html' title='Dream; Priscilla Ahn.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/TAOc-U2CRDI/AAAAAAAACnU/CCdiqhDy1Jc/s72-c/IMG_0507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-4347505222613614124</id><published>2010-05-28T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T19:19:28.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>between two lungs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="540"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LIckScLypGA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LIckScLypGA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="540" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i havent been blogging usuallll. hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;was busy last weekend with dance camp, and this week with twt discussion and piet report! thank god its over :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a day off from workload and dance for me, i still wanna replenish my sleep though. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance tmr morning, feb project and shopping in the afternn!!!&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for my retail therapy mannnnn! i wanna tht cotton on vest which is on sale now, and num is on sale toooo :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, to think all the term test start next friday, piet's a goner!&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, on sunday i wud start revision. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays, back to watching dramas~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-4347505222613614124?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4347505222613614124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=4347505222613614124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4347505222613614124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4347505222613614124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/05/between-two-lungs.html' title='between two lungs.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-2904841968622797683</id><published>2010-05-17T08:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T08:53:07.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday blues?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S_CTBQcsD-I/AAAAAAAACnM/eQ_E3XxsPh4/s1600/2756742142_8dbe153405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472035197059600354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S_CTBQcsD-I/AAAAAAAACnM/eQ_E3XxsPh4/s320/2756742142_8dbe153405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i dont think it is okay. D:&lt;br /&gt;my head still hurts, stomach's weird and i dun wna go to sch ):&lt;br /&gt;i dun even wna do my report, gosh! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll survive, byeeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-2904841968622797683?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2904841968622797683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=2904841968622797683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2904841968622797683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2904841968622797683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/05/monday-blues.html' title='monday blues?'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S_CTBQcsD-I/AAAAAAAACnM/eQ_E3XxsPh4/s72-c/2756742142_8dbe153405.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-8915164622143889673</id><published>2010-05-16T21:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:18:34.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cus shawty is a eenie meanie miney mo lover.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S-_0Ww2XUcI/AAAAAAAACnE/4Lm6JBbVEhg/s1600/some+days+other+days.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471860744185663938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S-_0Ww2XUcI/AAAAAAAACnE/4Lm6JBbVEhg/s320/some+days+other+days.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;geee, im back from camp with a weird stomach and a bad headache. like superrrrr bad. ):&lt;br /&gt;even took panadol this evening to curb the pain, and im feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;i have so much to do, and i suck at time management, im gonna have to do a timetable for the week. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like whatttt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday- &lt;s&gt;rwps report (intro draft)&lt;/s&gt;, CHOREOGRAPH FOR ADDICTED!!&lt;br /&gt;tues- choreograph for ADDICTED.&lt;br /&gt;wed- , dance camp briefing+ session at night, FEB REPORT&lt;br /&gt;thurs- research piet, FEB REPORT, do sth bout twt research.&lt;br /&gt;fri- CAMPPPP.&lt;br /&gt;sat- CAMPPP.&lt;br /&gt;sun- CAMPPP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks huh?&lt;br /&gt;i still have yet to fit in all the damn revision (especially PIET, BLAW), and tutorials are always hardly done. ok, i needa stop whining, get to bed, get a good rest and its gonna be a long day ahead tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-8915164622143889673?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8915164622143889673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=8915164622143889673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/8915164622143889673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/8915164622143889673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/05/cus-shawty-its-eenie-meanie-miney-mo.html' title='Cus shawty is a eenie meanie miney mo lover.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S-_0Ww2XUcI/AAAAAAAACnE/4Lm6JBbVEhg/s72-c/some+days+other+days.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-6818921569655585933</id><published>2010-05-12T22:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T22:51:27.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When we're caught in the undertow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S-q9p3KxG5I/AAAAAAAACm8/dz-GJ-4ExTs/s1600/tumblr_kuzcb3iqUZ1qaynb1o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470393224276286354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S-q9p3KxG5I/AAAAAAAACm8/dz-GJ-4ExTs/s320/tumblr_kuzcb3iqUZ1qaynb1o1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S-q8WTGGlfI/AAAAAAAACm0/PsoaUyf7rzY/s1600/tumblr_kuzcb3iqUZ1qaynb1o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;desperate measure taken: for the first time in my life, i am jumping around the cramped space in my room tryna think of choreography!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think of steps, mismatched. and i dont knw how to paste them all together.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN! ok, at least i have 3hrs tmr to figure it out right? =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-6818921569655585933?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6818921569655585933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=6818921569655585933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/6818921569655585933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/6818921569655585933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-were-caught-in-undertow.html' title='When we&apos;re caught in the undertow.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S-q9p3KxG5I/AAAAAAAACm8/dz-GJ-4ExTs/s72-c/tumblr_kuzcb3iqUZ1qaynb1o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-9003821871500312222</id><published>2010-05-10T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T22:09:41.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And unfolding, i am colorblind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S-gTdOs0XTI/AAAAAAAACms/aoeBPUcNldg/s1600/dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469643140324678962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S-gTdOs0XTI/AAAAAAAACms/aoeBPUcNldg/s400/dance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I FINALLY AIR-ED MY FOOT THONGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, saves all the oxygen-deprived beings who sits near me whenever i have my foot thongs around. gosh, the awful sour stench's finally gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this few weeks is going to get rough and tough, but im sure i'll get through it right?&lt;br /&gt;addicted choreo's worrying! time is ticking away~ D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must read PIET notes tmr, sucks to have that module. but it sucks more to have a HRM teacher like mine, ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, gonna sleep soon, good nytes! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-9003821871500312222?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/9003821871500312222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=9003821871500312222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/9003821871500312222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/9003821871500312222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-unfolding-i-am-colorblind.html' title='And unfolding, i am colorblind.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S-gTdOs0XTI/AAAAAAAACms/aoeBPUcNldg/s72-c/dance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-2529141005350518080</id><published>2010-05-06T21:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T22:01:25.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truely. immensely breathtaking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S-LLBanffUI/AAAAAAAACmk/IV3Q-sO7sTU/s1600/peacock.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468156122766474562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S-LLBanffUI/AAAAAAAACmk/IV3Q-sO7sTU/s400/peacock.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; life's gonna get hectic sooon!&lt;br /&gt;dance, reports, presentations, interviews, camp and so on.&lt;br /&gt;i need to start managing my time, minus today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hit my hand against the cupboard by accident, and my thumb hurts like crap i cant write at all, or even get a grip of things well. ):&lt;br /&gt;it better recover, blaw tmr man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, i was shopping at gmarket, looking through bags. and i came upon this sling which resembles MANHATTAN PORTAGE. I checked the price and it was like too cheap to be true, so i checked it out again and realised, its called MANHATTAN VILLAGE.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-2529141005350518080?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2529141005350518080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=2529141005350518080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2529141005350518080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2529141005350518080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/05/truely-immensely-breathtaking.html' title='truely. immensely breathtaking.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S-LLBanffUI/AAAAAAAACmk/IV3Q-sO7sTU/s72-c/peacock.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-285631808575600213</id><published>2010-05-02T18:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T20:18:07.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're marching on.</title><content type='html'>yeahs, dead blog spotted. it wasnt really due to busy-ness, since sch barely started. i was jus plain lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that having said, i think much of my hols was spent in dance or with wy. the rest of the time was being a couchpotato or hanging out with friends or shopping. As for after-hols period, nth much has happened i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;happy birthday to sihao&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, much time spent in sdz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9wJlgmgksI/AAAAAAAACik/U8QE1nUXWtY/s1600/25710_381950461985_720406985_4332944_2640080_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466254587732202178" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9wJlgmgksI/AAAAAAAACik/U8QE1nUXWtY/s200/25710_381950461985_720406985_4332944_2640080_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9wJl5dnCoI/AAAAAAAACis/ycJ6v8qZlt4/s1600/26275_385913320739_560935739_4578166_7752635_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466254594405763714" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9wJl5dnCoI/AAAAAAAACis/ycJ6v8qZlt4/s200/26275_385913320739_560935739_4578166_7752635_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9wJmU8MScI/AAAAAAAACi0/Lad53UUYoUI/s1600/sdz+moderners.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466254601781791170" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9wJmU8MScI/AAAAAAAACi0/Lad53UUYoUI/s200/sdz+moderners.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9wTYWhC8PI/AAAAAAAACkM/rFTRtjcJSHQ/s1600/24042010022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466265356802912498" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9wTYWhC8PI/AAAAAAAACkM/rFTRtjcJSHQ/s200/24042010022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9xE_uPf4xI/AAAAAAAACkk/sczL7hV7bE8/s1600/24042010023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466319909256422162" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9xE_uPf4xI/AAAAAAAACkk/sczL7hV7bE8/s200/24042010023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;combined trainings&lt;/strong&gt;. i wonder if i can still do a babyfreeze. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;genre trainings&lt;/strong&gt;. it was really awesome to have a chance to dance L.A. hiphop, it wasnt easy for sure but i sure had hell lots of fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bingo night.&lt;/strong&gt; a day where embarrassing moments were captured, kinda sad we missed the "&lt;em&gt;point-to-the-sky-and-shout-theskyisfalling&lt;/em&gt;" dare. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sdz flag day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;modern showcase. &lt;/strong&gt;had alot of fun, tiring days shared with dontletitgotoyourhead dancers. was really glad ryan appreciated our efforts. he made my day, as much as we made his. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;genre showcase.&lt;/strong&gt; one word: awesome! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amanda's bday surprise at swensens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wendy's pre and post birthday celebration&lt;/strong&gt;. im still considering putting the wendy's video on fb? if my laptop allows me. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not to forget the usual modern sessions and trainings.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;and there is so much stuff upcoming, dance clinic, audition, prep camp, camp, AGM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466259213856727250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9wNyyQi4NI/AAAAAAAACjc/D2zyWnscQvQ/s320/24493_381489867668_556902668_3913964_354093_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;hung out for justin's bday celebration too. all the chitchats bout ashley &lt;strong&gt;being in love&lt;/strong&gt;. which is so ridiculously funny. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9wTXCk9JBI/AAAAAAAACj0/o9Jo-Ei0X6w/s1600/27094_376922787668_556902668_3789150_7334689_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466265334270731282" style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9wTXCk9JBI/AAAAAAAACj0/o9Jo-Ei0X6w/s200/27094_376922787668_556902668_3789150_7334689_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9wTWkWPOrI/AAAAAAAACjs/an9zmdt4fHg/s1600/27094_376922772668_556902668_3789148_6073681_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466265326155938482" style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9wTWkWPOrI/AAAAAAAACjs/an9zmdt4fHg/s200/27094_376922772668_556902668_3789148_6073681_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hung out with sl tooo, had cavana and hkcafe for dinner with her at sembawang. we catch up, and then went to find justin to catch up. and the kopitiam is flooded with ahpeks watching soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9wTYDoyQhI/AAAAAAAACkE/WHF0Rvbv00I/s1600/IMG_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466265351735099922" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9wTYDoyQhI/AAAAAAAACkE/WHF0Rvbv00I/s200/IMG_0303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9xFAF_US4I/AAAAAAAACks/URfpW4I2nPY/s1600/IMG_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466319915631004546" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9xFAF_US4I/AAAAAAAACks/URfpW4I2nPY/s200/IMG_0285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9xQyjJFEuI/AAAAAAAAClM/9w2YjG1JdCM/s1600/IMG_0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466332877077943010" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9xQyjJFEuI/AAAAAAAAClM/9w2YjG1JdCM/s200/IMG_0264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9xQx2Uc4GI/AAAAAAAAClE/8cHIUYo83rw/s1600/IMG_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466332865046044770" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9xQx2Uc4GI/AAAAAAAAClE/8cHIUYo83rw/s200/IMG_0310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9xNVoR5ojI/AAAAAAAACk8/PMMgCH_pO-4/s1600/IMG_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466329081706029618" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9xNVoR5ojI/AAAAAAAACk8/PMMgCH_pO-4/s200/IMG_0263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9xNVbN_K4I/AAAAAAAACk0/UzlOaatmm1E/s1600/IMG_0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466329078199954306" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9xNVbN_K4I/AAAAAAAACk0/UzlOaatmm1E/s200/IMG_0262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had swensens with wy too, after coming back from town to get his bagpack. we hardly have dates proper, we're such bums we get brunch and watch the grudge at my place together or play monopoly/ uno with edward and jaslyn. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9wNyVlwFyI/AAAAAAAACjU/vS51JQalmBg/s1600/27819_385288802542_728997542_4039932_8177654_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466259206161045282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9wNyVlwFyI/AAAAAAAACjU/vS51JQalmBg/s320/27819_385288802542_728997542_4039932_8177654_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the times spent with ever since school started. we need more bonding sessions, our class is awfully too quiet. hopefully it'll work out, since we're gna be stucked tgt fr the next 2 years. but i do miss dba/1a/01 peeps though, even miss my 'poker face best friend'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S91ehvQg7II/AAAAAAAACls/kM-HBya1Zfs/s1600/IMG_0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466629456412077186" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S91ehvQg7II/AAAAAAAACls/kM-HBya1Zfs/s200/IMG_0459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S91ehCBUU4I/AAAAAAAAClk/X3jJRmpLcMc/s1600/IMG_0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466629444268741506" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S91ehCBUU4I/AAAAAAAAClk/X3jJRmpLcMc/s200/IMG_0394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S91pFEXEGXI/AAAAAAAACmM/dx8vMF-D9j4/s1600/IMG_0437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466641058488392050" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S91pFEXEGXI/AAAAAAAACmM/dx8vMF-D9j4/s200/IMG_0437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S91pEsN4xkI/AAAAAAAACmE/gGDHH7_pEjE/s1600/IMG_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466641052007450178" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S91pEsN4xkI/AAAAAAAACmE/gGDHH7_pEjE/s200/IMG_0395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S91lsWOTubI/AAAAAAAACl0/wT1CX9Ic9Oo/s1600/IMG_0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466637335251892658" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S91lsWOTubI/AAAAAAAACl0/wT1CX9Ic9Oo/s200/IMG_0425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S91ls_hduYI/AAAAAAAACl8/PVrvKWchNiU/s1600/IMG_0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466637346338093442" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S91ls_hduYI/AAAAAAAACl8/PVrvKWchNiU/s200/IMG_0426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because i cudnt really hang out with pocky during the holidays, we hung out yesterday! sch ended at 11am, so we headed downtown to orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to etude house to get our nail polishes! goshhhh, love the colours there. we went shopping for abit too. gotten accessories from diva, famous amos cookies, but cudnt find my owl ring ): amidst walking to somerset 313 for f21, we decided to catch IRONMAN2!!! hahahaha, but we missed the last scene after the credits. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thereafter we went to marina bay sands too, we walked under the big hot sun for a good 15mins? and we come to realised that there isnt much there to see. AND we even missed the bridge, because we cudnt find it. URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S91arUXqVAI/AAAAAAAAClU/MSxnJfpx-rU/s1600/IMG_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466625222946477058" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S91arUXqVAI/AAAAAAAAClU/MSxnJfpx-rU/s200/IMG_0354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S91ar6yKu8I/AAAAAAAAClc/ubSzAtclrP0/s1600/IMG_0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466625233258200002" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S91ar6yKu8I/AAAAAAAAClc/ubSzAtclrP0/s200/IMG_0369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we trained to marina square instead, window shopped a bit. then we settled at starbucks! signature iced chocolate ordered, nails purple-painted, attempted frenchplait-ing, camwhored, and laughed our asses off.and yes, tons of unglam shot. what are we thinking? like seriously! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday wy and i went to catch IP MAN 2!!! it is alot btr than ironman2, if i were to compare. lol. and i have alot of issues with racism right now, like some sort of internal struggle. LOL, all thanks to a twt thursday class. -shakes head-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For those doubts that swirl all around us,&lt;br /&gt;For those lives that tear at the seams,&lt;br /&gt;We know, We’re not what we’ve seen. &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/3828302532565848032-285631808575600213?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/285631808575600213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=285631808575600213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/285631808575600213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/285631808575600213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/05/were-marching-on.html' title='We&apos;re marching on.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S9wJlgmgksI/AAAAAAAACik/U8QE1nUXWtY/s72-c/25710_381950461985_720406985_4332944_2640080_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-5924356279949492527</id><published>2010-04-02T11:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T11:30:11.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2more weeks of hols left!</title><content type='html'>i think im falling sickkkkk. my body's still kinda warm, my headache's still kinda hurts.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant find my thermometer to confirm it, nor have panadol to ease my headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must. go. buy. panadol. later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungryyyyyyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-5924356279949492527?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5924356279949492527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=5924356279949492527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5924356279949492527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5924356279949492527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/04/2more-weeks-of-hols-left.html' title='2more weeks of hols left!'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-5332150459173114994</id><published>2010-03-31T23:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T23:45:30.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>step up 3d trailer out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahahahahha, even though i have not been blogging for like more than a weeeeeek. this definitely is one of those MUST-POST videos ever; STEP UP 3D!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one plan up for semester hols! 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ARE YOU EXCITED~?&lt;br /&gt;cus im not, it btr not comes out at early hours like 8am which i wud most probably be snoozing my alarm and be late meeting wy for breakfast. =x gah, i just dread the second year, and of cus the third.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT SHOPPINGGGG! i hope next monday or sth, unless dance's gets in the way again, which i think it wud because of the showcase T_T but yeahs, i need to build more muscles and strength, i suck badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU KNOW CWP HAVE 3D MOVIES? hahaha, i know only like a few days ago, and just caught how to catch your dragon in 3d at cwp. 10bucks only, i thought it was 13. at least the tears in the wallet isnt so big, bank's wayyyy bigger. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to sleep early and drink 8cups of water daily from today, before i fall sick or feel crappier everyday. ): ok, maybe 4cups of water is good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my life is getting boring, everyday is danceday. hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-5505619623788016807?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5505619623788016807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=5505619623788016807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5505619623788016807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5505619623788016807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-blue-skies-ill-forgive-you.html' title='for blue skies, i&apos;ll forgive you.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S6jenOFo8gI/AAAAAAAACic/lcQsudgSWPQ/s72-c/23685_375441178810_744978810_3836548_4164905_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-600929015635578831</id><published>2010-03-20T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T23:02:42.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a few good men.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450731314052215426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S6TjQDwuMoI/AAAAAAAACiU/Wc5MQn8Kge0/s320/a+few+good+men+preview+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S6TjP3-RZ2I/AAAAAAAACiM/GGjYdhLlLRg/s1600-h/a+few+good+men+preview+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450731310887823202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S6TjP3-RZ2I/AAAAAAAACiM/GGjYdhLlLRg/s320/a+few+good+men+preview+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;vampire diaries are back~&lt;br /&gt;anticipating much, dont you too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-600929015635578831?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/600929015635578831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=600929015635578831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/600929015635578831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/600929015635578831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/03/few-good-men.html' title='a few good men.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S6TjQDwuMoI/AAAAAAAACiU/Wc5MQn8Kge0/s72-c/a+few+good+men+preview+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-4303821629675111688</id><published>2010-03-20T19:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T20:31:32.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>accidentally,in a single throbbing moment, in a heartbeat; love happens</title><content type='html'>hahaha i have this on-off mood bout blogging recently, didnt realised my latest post was last sunday. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relatively busy week i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday was time with wy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/im missssss oven breakkkk. ): need. to. break. his. high. score.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuesday was yanping's birthday celebration.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed out naturally nature eco adventure, some spot elective because i overslept. the teacher in charge had to call me and ask me if im in the bus. =.= and she forgot to call me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thereafter met yp wendy and mx at the cathay for brunch at nihon mura, which pretty much filled the appetite for dinner too. love hanging out with them jokers. makes me laugh til my stomach hurts. and we attempted to get a present for yanping (even though she exposed us of our surprise in her blog, -.-). hoho, hope she loves the tee from f21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday was breakfast with wy and dance&lt;/strong&gt;! combined training didnt require running today! gosh, what a relief! next week on, modern session every wed 6pm, must remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S6S7QvqxOuI/AAAAAAAACh8/jTxllpyOjxw/s1600-h/23685_375441123810_744978810_3836539_7053751_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450687345373297378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S6S7QvqxOuI/AAAAAAAACh8/jTxllpyOjxw/s320/23685_375441123810_744978810_3836539_7053751_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday was date with haz and jannah&lt;/strong&gt; to celebrate her birthday! i miss them darls!&lt;br /&gt;i dun even know where to begin. we hang out at ps and had lunch-dinner at the mahattan fish market which food taste awesome im telling ya! you haveeee to go try its tiramisu and mudpie, though i dun recommend eating both at the same time, they have different sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT WAS DELICIOUS!!!!! (p.s. the grilled salmon was too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450687324089715858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S6S7PgYXjJI/AAAAAAAAChk/NC95qeSLjHY/s320/23685_375440898810_744978810_3836499_5901729_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450687330328206002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S6S7P3nvWrI/AAAAAAAAChs/FqEV_5vniro/s320/23685_375440923810_744978810_3836504_3829564_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450687337918388098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S6S7QT5YV4I/AAAAAAAACh0/P3JFMD7gjgM/s320/23685_375440928810_744978810_3836505_4327888_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;thereafter we went to henderson waves which btw, we left for it at 9pm. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;and damn the stairs up henderson waves is long ok! but the night breeze was so nice you cud jus fall aslp thr. too bad theres no sunrise/sunset thr. but anw, we crazed there and decided for our next date, tentatively next sunday. which i cant waittttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday was L.A. hiphop with anne.&lt;/strong&gt; it was funnnnn. downbeat with head isolations were funny, especially when left and right isolations were unnoticeably small. but the choreo was coooool, even though its only just one sentence in one verse. LOL! im loving it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday was modern training!&lt;/strong&gt; it was kinda slack? or not?&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, one assignment's due in 2weeks, hmmms. i hope it'll work out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha, i do realise i have wordy posts.&lt;br /&gt;i am a loser at planning birthday celebrations. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-4303821629675111688?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4303821629675111688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=4303821629675111688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4303821629675111688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4303821629675111688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/03/accidentally-in-heartbeat-in-single.html' title='accidentally,in a single throbbing moment, in a heartbeat; love happens'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S6S7QvqxOuI/AAAAAAAACh8/jTxllpyOjxw/s72-c/23685_375441123810_744978810_3836539_7053751_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-2145115850158173156</id><published>2010-03-14T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T22:07:06.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont want no money, just want ur sex.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S5zsd_fK4pI/AAAAAAAAChc/8ezE9-csBHQ/s1600-h/camwhore-to-be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448489649213989522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S5zsd_fK4pI/AAAAAAAAChc/8ezE9-csBHQ/s320/camwhore-to-be.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, i've gotten my &lt;strong&gt;DSLR&lt;/strong&gt; on friday! bank account's down by another 1300bucks. yeahs, i do fill the pinch. been savings for ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want more money for shopping! yes, i dont work, so what? i think i wudnt be able to work because of my aching limbs anw, and i have lots of babysitting sessions to do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geeee, i want &lt;strong&gt;onitsuka tiger's seck hi&lt;/strong&gt; but i cant find it!!! or i shud just get another pair of &lt;em&gt;not-converse&lt;/em&gt; sneakers. i want all the tops and dresses saved under my favourites folder.&lt;br /&gt;and i want to watch so many movies. ):&lt;br /&gt;i think its been repeated in my posts for alot of times, wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past few days was watching liar game 1&amp;amp;2. awaiting for its movie release now. hohoho! i think mr brain's cooler. =x i miss vampire diaries, i cant find true blood to watch. hmmms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week's packed with the good stuffs and the tiring ones.&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder how my muscles can handle all the aches. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I STILL CANT DO A BABY FREEZE. =.= weak arms of mine, off balance weights. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked out &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=grCQM1Cs_N8"&gt;eclipse trailer&lt;/a&gt;? its getting lousier. even victoria looks not-victoria anymore.&lt;br /&gt;still awaiting step up 3d's trailer!!! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-2145115850158173156?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2145115850158173156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=2145115850158173156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2145115850158173156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2145115850158173156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-want-no-money-just-want-ur-sex.html' title='dont want no money, just want ur sex.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S5zsd_fK4pI/AAAAAAAAChc/8ezE9-csBHQ/s72-c/camwhore-to-be.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-5922285889892927579</id><published>2010-03-11T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T22:18:21.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if we ever meet again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S5j7DjbQdQI/AAAAAAAAChU/VIJCVYDHm80/s1600-h/popping+bubbles,+talking+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447379787772359938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S5j7DjbQdQI/AAAAAAAAChU/VIJCVYDHm80/s320/popping+bubbles,+talking+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and i always tell myself,&lt;em&gt; "lucky i'm in love with my best friend."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was combined training, gosh. my legs ached like shit. yeahs, i always say that after every modern training. lol, but its true. this time round, it hurts so much it almost cramped. D:&lt;br /&gt;and there's LA hiphop tmr, im gonna look so re-tard-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for the night, some dba peeps came over fr &lt;strong&gt;overnight mahjong.&lt;/strong&gt; too bad we cudnt rent any horrors. BUT I FINALLY FOUND JU ON; I BOUGHT IT! (hohoho, i wonder when i would have the guts to watch!) but at least i think i know how to play mahjong now. LOL, minus the &lt;em&gt;ping hu&lt;/em&gt; and whatever.&lt;em&gt; gah! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooooo, i napped for 3hours before wy came over. we ate, crapped, watched mr. BRAIN, blahblahblah... love how he makes me laugh til my stomach hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmms, after genre training shall head down to it fair to hopefully get my DLSR!! still very indecisive in getting it anot. its hell lot of savings spent you know. D: pray its not gna be hell packed. ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gee, time feels tight now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-5922285889892927579?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5922285889892927579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=5922285889892927579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5922285889892927579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5922285889892927579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-we-ever-meet-again.html' title='if we ever meet again.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S5j7DjbQdQI/AAAAAAAAChU/VIJCVYDHm80/s72-c/popping+bubbles,+talking+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-1719749011512386663</id><published>2010-03-09T21:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T13:48:58.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the technicolor phase.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNjgyMDAwMzI4NjUmcHQ9MTI2ODIwMDA2Mjc4NyZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPTU1OGY3OWE3OGQwYzQzMmY4NzI1/ZDRkNDFlNmZkNGY2.gif" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mp-simp.swf" height="165" width="240" style="width:240px;height:165px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mp-simp.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=46705709&amp;path=2010/03/09&amp;mycolor=DEEDD6&amp;mycolor2=6FBEBF&amp;mycolor3=686577&amp;autoplay=true&amp;rand=1&amp;f=4&amp;vol=95&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/46705709" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/get-tracks.gif" title="Get Music Tracks!" style="border-style:none;" alt="Music"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/make-own.gif" title="Create A Playlist!" style="border-style:none;" alt="Playlist"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;Music&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;Playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;YES! i havent been blogging. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;pretty much lazy to, but yet ive been watching tons of shows be it movies or tv series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. caught &lt;em&gt;alice in wonderland&lt;/em&gt; with dba peeps! goshhh, johhny depp is so adorable even in his &lt;strong&gt;40&lt;/strong&gt;s, as well as helena bonham carter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ALOT more movies to catch, endless list of them! buttttttttt, i finally caught &lt;em&gt;percy jackson&lt;/em&gt;. =.= yeahs, i downloaded it. the others arent available ): huge desire to catch &lt;em&gt;dear john&lt;/em&gt; here!! gosh, i need to date pocky one day this week to catch it. i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. YES i took my itouch to fix on the day i caught alice, and i've got a &lt;strong&gt;new&lt;/strong&gt; one back. LOL, even though&lt;strong&gt; EVERYTHING's&lt;/strong&gt; gone. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. NEW HIGHSCORE FOR OVEN BREAK! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. dance is painful, fun, and takes up 4days a week. my tuesdays, wednesdays, fridays, and saturdays. gosh, why am i even whining bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i need a new book, more series to watch. ive finished like down with love, xianjian3 and abdc3! i think im gna catch the 4th and the 5th season too, and watch mr. brain! hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i need to plan a SHOPPING TRIP! new sneakers, more clothes, presents owed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;{edited at time: 10:49pm}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. just went on fb and saw an update by LXD! go check out their performance on the oscars! :DDDDDDD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-1719749011512386663?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1719749011512386663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=1719749011512386663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/1719749011512386663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/1719749011512386663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/03/technicolor-phase.html' title='the technicolor phase.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-4929368075083713888</id><published>2010-03-03T15:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T16:01:22.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for the second time,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ffffffffffffffffuck.&lt;br /&gt;i spilled water on my ITOUCH this time round.&lt;br /&gt;how stupid can i get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-4929368075083713888?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4929368075083713888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=4929368075083713888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4929368075083713888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4929368075083713888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-second-time.html' title='for the second time,'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-3303011768488841230</id><published>2010-02-26T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T22:10:39.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turn it up until u cant rock anymore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S4fUt2m3MBI/AAAAAAAAChM/lqp95tTYDQA/s1600-h/tumblr_ky5taatXJO1qzx4wdo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442552558918250514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S4fUt2m3MBI/AAAAAAAAChM/lqp95tTYDQA/s320/tumblr_ky5taatXJO1qzx4wdo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yikes! its 10pm on a friday and i just cant start on economics revision. D:&lt;br /&gt;and of cus i havent done so for stats. hmmmmms.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i get to complete econs studies tmr, and hopefully stats on sunday. hehe, shudnt be that hard right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention fom's a goner? &lt;em&gt;yup, i wonder if its only my class or everyone in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im stuck with watching this hk ancient drama series, chinese paladin 3. idk if you have caught the first one because i used to love it (especially with eddie peng in it). haha, i've watched like 8eps already. barely starting from last night. gosh. not to forget i caught bride wars and storm warriors too. which the latter is plain boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, my 97mini came in today! like finally. =.=&lt;br /&gt;hmmms, i want the holidays to start right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-3303011768488841230?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3303011768488841230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=3303011768488841230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3303011768488841230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3303011768488841230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/02/turn-it-up-until-u-cant-rock-anymore.html' title='turn it up until u cant rock anymore.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S4fUt2m3MBI/AAAAAAAAChM/lqp95tTYDQA/s72-c/tumblr_ky5taatXJO1qzx4wdo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-8481703104901835940</id><published>2010-02-21T22:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T22:35:14.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paranoiac in reverse.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S4FDJ5y_5RI/AAAAAAAAChE/1Y_eUXKZ9T4/s1600-h/the+last+song.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440703662252877074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S4FDJ5y_5RI/AAAAAAAAChE/1Y_eUXKZ9T4/s320/the+last+song.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;if im a book addict, i would read all of nicholas sparks novels. but since im not, lets take it slow. next up, the last song! :D&lt;br /&gt;dear john's out soon in theatres!!! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have started studying, duh. the paper's tmr!&lt;br /&gt;lucky first paper is pacc, which doesnt matter if i started only today.&lt;br /&gt;i am so dreadful of studying i even rather do housework. yeahs, i did the dishes, folded the clothes, threw out the trash, cooked dinner. -shakes head-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i jus finished tooth fairy! hah, dwayne johnson's movies alll kinda similar huh. love it how the old man sprinkles amnesia dust on dwayne johnson and says "this is how it works" and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 10:24pm, i think im gna read the past exam papers and then time for latenightcalls and longsleepinghours because paper is at 4pm!! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;if only fom's at 4pm too ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck for tmr's paper!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-8481703104901835940?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8481703104901835940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=8481703104901835940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/8481703104901835940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/8481703104901835940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/02/paranoiac-in-reverse.html' title='paranoiac in reverse.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S4FDJ5y_5RI/AAAAAAAAChE/1Y_eUXKZ9T4/s72-c/the+last+song.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-8623413113032959330</id><published>2010-02-20T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T18:37:28.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the first phase and the sweetest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S3-7StfNJbI/AAAAAAAACg8/6xD6GkJnCQI/s1600-h/kristen+stewart.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440272805009368498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S3-7StfNJbI/AAAAAAAACg8/6xD6GkJnCQI/s320/kristen+stewart.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hahhhhhhhhh! goood &lt;s&gt;morning&lt;/s&gt; eveninggggg people!&lt;br /&gt;after tonning whole night, til 8am, i still feel kinda drowsy waking up at 5.30pm. D:&lt;br /&gt;have just eaten and was about to start me-mo-ri-sing FOM, but i just cant get my fingers off the mouse and the keyboard. x=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was full of laughs, and catching ups.&lt;br /&gt;long-time-no-see friends which we might just get tgt and see each other again next year cny. =.=&lt;br /&gt;first up, we went to derrick's hse! his room's atmosphere makes me feel like sleeping in it x) so comfy! they mahjong-ed, then blackjacked, pizzahut and much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed back home after getting dinner with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;let me see, wengying derrick jinkai zikai zaim terry elaine justin ashley tavin szeling sihao choonhan.&lt;br /&gt;not that you even care bout who went and maybe even know, but i do. hello, blogs for me to read too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and damn they are an awful noisy bunch, with all the tnb nonsense, mahjong craze, justin's weird winning streak (in the first few rounds of blackjack he won 9 tendollar notes ok, at the end of the day he won 170+. but everyone was too tired to have a meal treat), blackjack alot as usual, zikai's weird 'huat ar!', all sorts of funny stuff. hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love that bunch of people lahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;its gna be long til we meet up again and hang out i bet! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la, go study lah jeannie.&lt;br /&gt;no time already slacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tht reminds me of how some loser must be studying her butt off or staying indoors with her bitch (literally) during her not-remembered-by-much birthday.&lt;/em&gt; hah, happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and, happy birthday joey! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-8623413113032959330?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8623413113032959330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=8623413113032959330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/8623413113032959330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/8623413113032959330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-phase-and-sweetest.html' title='the first phase and the sweetest.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S3-7StfNJbI/AAAAAAAACg8/6xD6GkJnCQI/s72-c/kristen+stewart.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-2954529691401538892</id><published>2010-02-18T03:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T03:09:38.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ba-da ba ba-da ba ba da!</title><content type='html'>WHOOOOOHOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;IM FINALLY DONE WITH MY TWT ESSAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;SO PROUD OF MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, time for bed, better not hit the snooze button too many times tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-2954529691401538892?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2954529691401538892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=2954529691401538892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2954529691401538892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2954529691401538892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/02/ba-da-ba-ba-da-ba-ba-da.html' title='Ba-da ba ba-da ba ba da!'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-3033240490361956498</id><published>2010-02-17T15:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T15:50:23.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken hearts and twisted minds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S3uaRpLTPOI/AAAAAAAACg0/JS5s-BVvx-I/s1600-h/just+wanna+party+all+night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439110602881711330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S3uaRpLTPOI/AAAAAAAACg0/JS5s-BVvx-I/s320/just+wanna+party+all+night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; srsly, wheres the sense of urgency im supposed to feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still on bed at 3:27pm, with my stomach screaming of hunger AND, im watching cirque du freak now. gosh, im supposed to be researching on my twt essay! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i even have this urge to source for new tv series to watch. i neeeed eye candy, action packed moves or maybe some tinge of mystery and thrill. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhh, my stomach's growling. i need to get my ass off the bed NOW.&lt;br /&gt;taaaaaaaa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-3033240490361956498?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3033240490361956498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=3033240490361956498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3033240490361956498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3033240490361956498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/02/broken-hearts-and-twisted-minds.html' title='broken hearts and twisted minds.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S3uaRpLTPOI/AAAAAAAACg0/JS5s-BVvx-I/s72-c/just+wanna+party+all+night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-3020422500145029193</id><published>2010-02-16T10:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T01:03:00.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fool me once.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S3oTwsvV7II/AAAAAAAACgs/tavh8kGYdTM/s1600-h/vampire+diaries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438681227367672962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S3oTwsvV7II/AAAAAAAACgs/tavh8kGYdTM/s320/vampire+diaries.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yesssssss, im back yesterday afternn, but i went to sleep straight ahead and woke up at 8 this morning.&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to be reading up for my twt essay butttt, as usual. distractions, procastinations and definitely hunger pangs. ): hopefully i'll finish it by tonight! or tmr morn!&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to watch vampire diaries!! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, trip back to malaysia was boring. didnt go visiting this year round. stayed indoors- played with my uncle's kid, gamble, eat junk, watch movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{edited at time-12:52am}&lt;br /&gt;went over to gran's hse today with mum, the kids and wengying. so damn unfairrrr, i think my mum and grandma pratically treats him as family already. thereafter we went over jk's hse, gambled, mahjonged. and then we caught little big soldier, because percy jackson was sold out. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its wasnt tht bad anw, i think true legend would have more fighting scenes but yeah, it could be watched another time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i caught vamp diaries at jk's hse!!! booooo, bonnie's grans died nd damon's heartbroken. sadly, next ep's on march 25!! and heroes jus ended volume 5, what am i gonna watch now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im talking like its already hols when exams are starting next monday. but yet, i have yet to start writing a single word for my essay due this thursday nor read anything on pacc or fom ( when fom tutorials arent even touched on yet). gosh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-3020422500145029193?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3020422500145029193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=3020422500145029193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3020422500145029193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3020422500145029193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/02/fool-me-once.html' title='fool me once.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S3oTwsvV7II/AAAAAAAACgs/tavh8kGYdTM/s72-c/vampire+diaries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-6629194962070344314</id><published>2010-02-11T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T00:00:02.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet hangover.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S3Qo8nv6sCI/AAAAAAAACgk/AxG_vzMzhYs/s1600-h/megan+fox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437015672070254626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S3Qo8nv6sCI/AAAAAAAACgk/AxG_vzMzhYs/s320/megan+fox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; srsly, does it even matter if she had a sex change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i havent been updating for like 4days. not like im busy because itab was over on monday, its jus too much of slacking and no anxiety bout exams at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much of slacking to the extent i just cant bring myself to read newspapers to start on my gems work. and damn i hate writing essays. worse, 600-800words on current affairs.&lt;br /&gt;should i write on war in afghanistan, security measures after 9/11 attacks, iran's uranium issue or islamist style-justice in somali? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus reading on war in afghanistan alone kills me. booooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUST MUST RENT MOVIE TMR!&lt;/strong&gt; dont dont forget, forget 2days alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUST MUST TELL GILL MY TOPIC TMR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RMB TELL MUM TO BOOK MY APPOINTMENT FOR HAIRCUT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, cny with no cny mood, at all. BUT, exams with no exam mood either.&lt;br /&gt;FOM's a goner, i need a FOM tutor. wow, first time i want tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farhanah's gotten us crazy over wordsearch. been stucked at it whenever im on the train. anddddd, i've broke my personal record of 27secs tooo! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much movies to catch!! True legend, valentine's day, percy jackson, little big soldier, not to mention all the upcomings! &lt;em&gt;gahhhhh!&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/3828302532565848032-6629194962070344314?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6629194962070344314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=6629194962070344314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/6629194962070344314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/6629194962070344314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/02/sweet-hangover.html' title='sweet hangover.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S3Qo8nv6sCI/AAAAAAAACgk/AxG_vzMzhYs/s72-c/megan+fox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-8605427094120562916</id><published>2010-02-07T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T16:41:16.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>morning after dark.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S258lgyKh1I/AAAAAAAACf0/UVUAF8D9dhI/s1600-h/22759_292465027228_591442228_3250610_5978500_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435418784180111186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S258lgyKh1I/AAAAAAAACf0/UVUAF8D9dhI/s320/22759_292465027228_591442228_3250610_5978500_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we had no lessons on wednesday, since lily cancelled classes for like the third time. =.= &lt;div&gt;went for dance today, not as productive today though. but i still have muscleaches. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thursday was tiring, typical 8-5 timeslot. onow presentation done, and nth interesting happened i think since my mind's blank. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday was macd breakfast with wy and then lectures, last fom lecture! which means we're skipping pacc lecture on monday, thursday and no school on friday! :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saturday's danceeee. love love love the supposedly last session for the sem? gosh, facebook updates spammed with pictures. lol! yanping lead the stretching, which was like alotttttttt of stretching. but i loveeeee it! prefer it to doing turns (since i sucked at it). if you've seen the pictures, you wud know why im in bed for the whole day today, yet to eat lunch yet too ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there goes another day meant for shopping, hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone shud invent a strong muscle relief spray. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-8605427094120562916?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8605427094120562916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=8605427094120562916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/8605427094120562916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/8605427094120562916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/02/morning-after-dark.html' title='morning after dark.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S258lgyKh1I/AAAAAAAACf0/UVUAF8D9dhI/s72-c/22759_292465027228_591442228_3250610_5978500_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-3104437363195435264</id><published>2010-02-02T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T23:16:51.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the tip of the iceberg.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S2hBs4tWkmI/AAAAAAAACfs/Eok_cPZWhTI/s1600-h/pockets+of+sunshine,+pockets+of+talk..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433665189815161442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S2hBs4tWkmI/AAAAAAAACfs/Eok_cPZWhTI/s320/pockets+of+sunshine,+pockets+of+talk..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i think tuesdays are like one of the best days of the week. for me. it's always fun, play, movies, junks, gossips and laughters. where's the frenzy bout examinations im supposed to have, gosh. i think i dun even bother to procastinate, i jus want to play. gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64days and counting.&lt;br /&gt;what a hell of a random day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;we chose to btw watching movie and marathon-ing at my hse. we ended up renting dvds and realising tht wy had not bring his dvd player (fyi, my living's tv is spoilt and the dvd player is in-built.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we chose btw wy going to take it, watch it thru the laptop (so not exciting at all), or connecting my laptop to the tv. BUT, we didnt have the cable. SO, we ended up borrowing player from zk (just the blk next by mine). &lt;em&gt;thank god, thank him!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lunched macd at home, taught jaslyn &lt;em&gt;uno! &lt;/em&gt;and we played for like a few rounds, biased-ly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;caught the grudge (since JU-ON is nowhr to be found). and gawd, im so freaked out by th jap version, to th extent, i think the american version is ridiculous. (even jaslyn fell aslp) though i did get freaked out several scenes too. T_T&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;revelation today; nuggets actually &lt;strong&gt;sizzle&lt;/strong&gt; on a hot pan! it was hard to cook!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;im such a not-understanding girl but its okay~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;im damn jealous of my mum's satio (&lt;b&gt;12.1&lt;/b&gt;megapixels ok!).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;"Your eyes are the brightest of all the colours, i dont wanna ever love another. You'll always be my thunder."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i finally got the lyrics, hohoho!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-3104437363195435264?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3104437363195435264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=3104437363195435264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3104437363195435264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3104437363195435264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/02/tip-of-iceberg.html' title='the tip of the iceberg.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S2hBs4tWkmI/AAAAAAAACfs/Eok_cPZWhTI/s72-c/pockets+of+sunshine,+pockets+of+talk..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-1341252198070328523</id><published>2010-02-01T20:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T16:30:35.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you can take your time. take my time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S2bMZzbdzQI/AAAAAAAACfk/1gdTE_rrnGg/s1600-h/minka+kelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433254744143285506" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S2Wb3nmbpMI/AAAAAAAACfc/3Jrazhuzjr4/s320/tumblr_kveb04c3V81qzvhmpo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thursday's onow finished watching singapore dreaming i think. and reflections are due next week, i hope i do it tmr, alongside with the reflection for the slides. ): and hopefully PACC qn3 too. im so lazy this few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was short. 2lectures and one movie (dr parnassus, heath ledger and hawt johnny depp, i hate their alikeness tht i somehow cant explain =.=). had to finish off the crs slides at night til 2am and i guess its the reason why i missed dance on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because on saturday morning, i had a very bad headache i think im gna die doing turns with it. so i msged jiahui im not going. ): but im sure im going on wed to learn from yanping. gosh, im struggling with dance ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i have a bad headache, projects datelines cant be extended so i still have to go to sch to meet my classmates to do fom report, onow and itab's ppt slides.&lt;br /&gt;even though we slacked quite &lt;em&gt;abit&lt;/em&gt;. the itouch, the talking bout malaysia relatives, truthordares &lt;em&gt;blahblahblah... &lt;/em&gt;andddddd, hell am i not every gna sit at moberly tables near trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a freak incident with a&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; greeeeen&lt;/span&gt; worm. and damn, i hate worms to the core. jus seeing it on tv makes my hair stands and freak me out. thusssss, when i was using th itouch halfway, i felt smth crawling on my arm (i thought it was an ant), and when i saw and realised its a &lt;strong&gt;WORM&lt;/strong&gt;. i totally&lt;strong&gt; jumped&lt;/strong&gt; out of my seat, and brush it off my arm like mad! and the next time i know, i burst out crying. THANK GOD YUHAN KILLED IT. gosh, we left like right after tht. how stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was looking out fr my cropped tee arnd cityhall before going to my granny's hse fr early reunion dinner. lol. went thru old photos my grandma collected and realised i dont rmb anything from childhood. AND, funny how people in the past have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;beehives&lt;/em&gt;-hairstyle,&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;em&gt;diff&lt;/em&gt; heights too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siannnnnnnn, i want my animal cropped tee!!&lt;br /&gt;i wna go sentosa for a tan too. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-2262770332624533325?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2262770332624533325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=2262770332624533325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2262770332624533325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2262770332624533325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/brick-by-boring-brick.html' title='brick by boring brick.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S2Wb3nmbpMI/AAAAAAAACfc/3Jrazhuzjr4/s72-c/tumblr_kveb04c3V81qzvhmpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-1914828524506702817</id><published>2010-01-27T19:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T19:35:32.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoever thought a day gone so wrong, would turn out so lovely.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S2AkXIt68sI/AAAAAAAACfM/L__X2V7DFdg/s1600-h/Dusk__by_kittysyellowjacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431381130504499906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S2AkXIt68sI/AAAAAAAACfM/L__X2V7DFdg/s320/Dusk__by_kittysyellowjacket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;whooooohooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;FOM presentation's over!&lt;br /&gt;though im not getting a high score, since i know i didnt fare well enough, no breakthrough this week. =/&lt;br /&gt;damn, left report to complete, but i think i've typed out my part already :D lazy to get started on crs when im having a damn headache ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when am i ever gonna start me-mo-ri-sing FOM! urgh, hate it to the core. havent even read it yet, no clue whats it about. as for the other modules? idk, revision week (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOTE: rent the 11th hour tomorrow at cwp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOTE X2: RETURN HANGWEE'S VOLLEYBALL TMR! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-1914828524506702817?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1914828524506702817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=1914828524506702817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/1914828524506702817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/1914828524506702817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/whoever-thought-day-gone-so-wrong-would.html' title='whoever thought a day gone so wrong, would turn out so lovely.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S2AkXIt68sI/AAAAAAAACfM/L__X2V7DFdg/s72-c/Dusk__by_kittysyellowjacket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-4371840064097602347</id><published>2010-01-26T17:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T18:24:59.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awaiting unpleasantville.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S16-Tv7-1LI/AAAAAAAACfE/paCRvLtNzc0/s1600-h/DSC02554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430987447150236850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S16-Tv7-1LI/AAAAAAAACfE/paCRvLtNzc0/s320/DSC02554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;went downtown today with pocky! lessons were typically dull. winnie was funny to let the whole class sleep for the rest of the 40mins of the lessons. damn, everyone's deadbeat. didnt buy anything today, because i was tooo tired to even feel like shopping, not to mention think what i wna shop. so yeahs, at least pocky had some gains?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no luck with my topshop cropped top. saddddddddd! i wish the topshop crew lady would call me up soon because i want it so badly! D: (even uk6 is oos online!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so hungryyyyyy, i want to eat fried bananas, someone cook for me pretty pleaseeeeee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was baddddd. hahaha, slept during so many lessons (had only 3hrs of slp the night before) even martin ng asked me if im ok. lol. at least puffy eyes dont last the whole day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhh!!! The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus is tmr tmr!!! uhuh, i wanna watch it soooon. johnny depp's hot ok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-4371840064097602347?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4371840064097602347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=4371840064097602347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4371840064097602347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4371840064097602347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/awaiting-unpleasantville.html' title='awaiting unpleasantville.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S16-Tv7-1LI/AAAAAAAACfE/paCRvLtNzc0/s72-c/DSC02554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-4202158436259056570</id><published>2010-01-24T14:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T14:33:02.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAM SCHEDULE'S OUT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S1vpRfByX-I/AAAAAAAACe0/uXuZzCsAyqs/s1600-h/tumblr_kv4nx7wJxA1qzfmqlo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430190262321307618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S1vpRfByX-I/AAAAAAAACe0/uXuZzCsAyqs/s320/tumblr_kv4nx7wJxA1qzfmqlo1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so we have like four papers right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;22feb- PACC 4pm - 6:10pm&lt;br /&gt;24feb- FOM 9am - 11:10am&lt;br /&gt;1mar- ECONS 12:30pm - 2:40pm&lt;br /&gt;2mar- STATS 12:30pm - 2:40pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"if we cud party all night, and sleep all day."&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/3828302532565848032-4202158436259056570?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4202158436259056570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=4202158436259056570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4202158436259056570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4202158436259056570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/exam-schedules-out.html' title='EXAM SCHEDULE&apos;S OUT!'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S1vpRfByX-I/AAAAAAAACe0/uXuZzCsAyqs/s72-c/tumblr_kv4nx7wJxA1qzfmqlo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-1360224728336493107</id><published>2010-01-24T13:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T14:10:10.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>knotted fingers and liplocked kisses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S1vhW3FaTgI/AAAAAAAACes/vcj8Zy8MaY8/s1600-h/kvzkevYZt61qaxjh5o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430181558585282050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S1vhW3FaTgI/AAAAAAAACes/vcj8Zy8MaY8/s320/kvzkevYZt61qaxjh5o1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fuck, even blogshopping's getting hell boring to me. nothing's new, everything's dull.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i dun feel like shopping at fareast, cus everyone shops thr and we're all gonna look the same during cny. D: but what choices do we have in a tiny red dot on a map?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored i decided to blog since thr is nth else left to do (which is reachable in an arm's length from my bed). every move aches, im definitely staying in bed the whole day and rot to death! boooooo to &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;, i dont miss him anymore. i miss my itouch,&lt;strong&gt; i want to play ovenbreak&lt;/strong&gt;!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;//and if only my house still had a bathtub which i can have a hot shower to sleep in. D:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was fom and then doing fom project again. thereafter was dance, which was funnnn. at least if i were to ever quit dance, it wudnt be because of &lt;em&gt;lack-of-friends.&lt;/em&gt; and gosh, i cant do a cartwheel. ): dance ended late, made someone worry much, opps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was a longggg day. &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;, the only thing i can remember is the onow teacher's &lt;em&gt;menopause-y mood&lt;/em&gt; while setting up the laptop and visualiser, yet &lt;em&gt;hysterical mood &lt;/em&gt;amidst watching that super old and boring singapore movie. (no wonder he chose tht movie, its for his own enjoyment. we could have watch hotel rwanda instead!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;and saturday was &lt;strong&gt;DANCE&lt;/strong&gt;! gosh, its so tiring i cant coordinate my body when gladys wanna see it again. we did stretching like &lt;em&gt;twiceeee,&lt;/em&gt; explaining the aches.&lt;em&gt; buttttt&lt;/em&gt;, at least i cna do a cartwheel now, not perfect but at least its something? &lt;strong&gt;practice makes permanent!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternn was doing fom project, slides are almost done. yayness!&lt;br /&gt;early evening was shopping at orchard. HAHAHA, kinda. dissapointing that someone took my top though. i tried on a top at topshop and asked if thrs a uk8? skipping the details, one of the topshop crew helped me hold on to the top i wanted on the rack. some anonymous took it to try and taadaaa, its was gone. T_T sadly, thr isnt any size10 leftttt, so she told me she would get back to me when new stocks arrive/ its available at other outlets. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and high waisted shorts makes me look fat, i dont know why!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"all this feels strange and untrue, and i wont waste a minute without you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-1360224728336493107?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1360224728336493107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=1360224728336493107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/1360224728336493107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/1360224728336493107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/knotted-fingers-and-liplocked-kisses.html' title='knotted fingers and liplocked kisses.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S1vhW3FaTgI/AAAAAAAACes/vcj8Zy8MaY8/s72-c/kvzkevYZt61qaxjh5o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-4852246096111678301</id><published>2010-01-19T22:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:21:03.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pick one: eat lizard skin or rabbit poo?</title><content type='html'>whooohooo, CRS essay done! :D&lt;br /&gt;4more presentations, 1more twt essay to CNY!&lt;br /&gt;urgh, i wanna go shopping so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just caught thespynextdoor with wengying jus now after lunch. jackiechan's aged so much, his stunts arent as nice anymore. but it was enjoyable. :D&lt;br /&gt;when you're having fun and im sleeping in classes, im gonna be, too, missing you... a&lt;em&gt;nd the &lt;strong&gt;ITOUCH&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/em&gt; =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first it was the high fever, and not its the irritating nose. my nose has been drippy since this morning. all thanks to feeding off so much chocolate and not drinking water. i better not have flu. spit all the flem, girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way to watch the movie, this MV was playing on the tv. shakira's did it again. breathtaking choreography on bed, didnt see that coming from shakira. ha ha. really hot indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="200" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uztpo_PNmFA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uztpo_PNmFA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-4852246096111678301?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4852246096111678301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=4852246096111678301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4852246096111678301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4852246096111678301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/wud-u-rather-eat-lizard-skin-or-rabbit.html' title='pick one: eat lizard skin or rabbit poo?'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-2886508042514387276</id><published>2010-01-17T20:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:37:24.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cause you make it real for me.</title><content type='html'>damnnnnn, its time-consumingly boring to do crs lahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i've been reading on and on about articles on body worlds, bodies...the exhibition, since my topic is "&lt;em&gt;using dead bodies for science exhibition and showcase is acceptable&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are getting droopy and im getting sleepy. hopefully my headaches doesnt come so soon and comes after tuesday or smth? because i srsly dont wna have another high fever. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427684943641614690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S1MCsvp-mWI/AAAAAAAACec/DnnUYxtUaVM/s320/bw_baby_250x300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427684935926458946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S1MCsS6iqkI/AAAAAAAACeU/7dDaitdl4Ic/s320/the+reclining+pregnant+woman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;anyways, how disappointing body worlds exhibition in singapore doesnt have the &lt;strong&gt;reclining pregnant lady&lt;/strong&gt;. ): i would really wished to have seen it. somehow, the fetus in the exhition intrigued me the most, it saddens me somehow. idontknowwhy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i neeeed a break, but when i am ever gonna finish?&lt;br /&gt;should i do the summary today or tomorrow night? hmmmms.&lt;br /&gt;booooo, i. want. shopping! and i WANT to watch &lt;em&gt;the spy next door&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-2886508042514387276?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2886508042514387276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=2886508042514387276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2886508042514387276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2886508042514387276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/cause-you-make-it-real-for-me.html' title='cause you make it real for me.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S1MCsvp-mWI/AAAAAAAACec/DnnUYxtUaVM/s72-c/bw_baby_250x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-1447585510618445731</id><published>2010-01-16T23:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:16:29.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna party like ibiza.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;this week must be a long week, i dont quite remember what has happened, other than some distinctive ones. times i've really laughed alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;friday joined wy, zk, jk, derrick and sam at starbucks (they were deciding in their polytechnic choices), and then pooled with them. they are one hell of a funny bunch. of cus i sucked at pool, as usual. (definitely worse without fingered directions). sammie's funny and cute, lucky guy to have dated her. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i dun rmb which day but its one funny day. wy came over to accompany me and help my mum in her grocery shopping. AND, she bought like &lt;strong&gt;tons of canned food, drinks, rice&lt;/strong&gt; etc. after paying, my mum ditched us to push the &lt;strong&gt;whole trolley back to my hse&lt;/strong&gt;. yes, me and him. LOL. and i cant stop laughing at how funny the whole trip was. at least there wasnt any car accidents. =x then! we had to wait and fetch my brother with the trolley (packed with plastic bags of goods) under my block. LOL. tell me bout it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yes, the day i stupidly woke up for school one hour early, and thought why isnt a single soul in class except me. &lt;em&gt;gosh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i think i lost a screw somewhere recently because everything he does makes me laugh til i cry. HAHA. get used to it, really. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i think im not getting xperia x2 anymore (its like $1198 btw, t3 rates it 3/5. maybe n97mini's much btr. :D) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O level results day. wasnt so bad after all! (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i totally screwed my dance committee interview. mental block; tongue tied. -sigh- &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;btw, i want to watch &lt;strong&gt;THE SPY NEXT DOOR&lt;/strong&gt;. and hell i &lt;strong&gt;miss&lt;/strong&gt; shoppping lahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;you know the saying goes, &lt;em&gt;"too much to do, too little time."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fuck distractions. i &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt; to start on crs already lah! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"if we could party all night, and sleep all day.&lt;br /&gt;and throw all of my problems away, my life would be easy."&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/3828302532565848032-1447585510618445731?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1447585510618445731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=1447585510618445731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/1447585510618445731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/1447585510618445731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-wanna-party-like-ibiza.html' title='i wanna party like ibiza.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-1099631806875833735</id><published>2010-01-16T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T23:22:30.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things nvr go according as planned.</title><content type='html'>so if you have already realised, i have been having a high fever since friday. but im feeling much better already. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it must be the lack of sleep and over exertion of myself throughout the week, sleeping for 5-6hours everyday. gosh. initially it was just a normal slight headache, but when i got home and take my temperature, it shot up to 37.9. not so bad huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to sleep early, and in the middle of the night when i woke up, it went up to 38.7 HAHA. it had to be my most unlucky moment where i dont have any cooling pad or panadols in my room. but luckily my mum came into my room and told me thr was high fever med. and i tot i was feeling better in the morn, instead, it went higher to 39degrees. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wy came over, accompanied me for the rest of the day, even after he thought i was fine but my temp went up again around evening (38.6degrees). how stupid to go for one hour lecture in sch. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, after a long sleep yesterday with restocked cooling pad, porridge and med, im feeling better, or at least i dont run a high fever already. i sure sweat hell lot my huggable smells. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i broke my fever record, i hope my brain's not cooked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-1099631806875833735?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1099631806875833735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=1099631806875833735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/1099631806875833735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/1099631806875833735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-never-go-according-as-planned.html' title='things nvr go according as planned.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-6781565945332539017</id><published>2010-01-13T08:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T08:48:30.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U cant turn back &amp; u just can't stop.</title><content type='html'>When u forget to reset ur alarm from 6am to 7am,&lt;br /&gt;when u are awfully deprived of sleep,&lt;br /&gt;when u just continue ur daily routine without thinking,&lt;br /&gt;it's when u don't realize tht ure one hour early in school only after wondering why the class is so empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness gracious, what's become of me.&lt;br /&gt;P.s. sofa chairs in th library is comfortable... for sleeping!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-6781565945332539017?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6781565945332539017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=6781565945332539017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/6781565945332539017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/6781565945332539017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/u-cant-turn-back-u-just-cant-stop.html' title='U cant turn back &amp; u just can&apos;t stop.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-2072337981964965919</id><published>2010-01-09T18:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:19:16.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh girl, you're such a shit talker.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S0hjhsnKVTI/AAAAAAAACeM/mW8Av2xB9Gw/s1600-h/blake+lively.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424695181730010418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S0hjhsnKVTI/AAAAAAAACeM/mW8Av2xB9Gw/s320/blake+lively.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3dec09; wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the same thing happened again which i dont know why the fom tutor, lily, cant inform lf earlier. ): while we were walking to sb, sq called to say that tutorial (one and only that that) was cancelled, so we walked back to the mrt station and headed back home. gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to find wy instead, and coincidentally his mum would be home late because of a meeting, i slacked at his place for th rest of th day before heading home. this time round, i found my way back ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4dec09; thursday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another longgggg day. no thursday blues though.&lt;br /&gt;i starting to love twt lessons, cus its so funnnn, though it makes me feel dumb! :D &lt;strong&gt;not loving the essay to submit later on of course&lt;/strong&gt;. =x&lt;br /&gt;i finally know how to download movies!! LOL, yet to be converted though, for the itouch.&lt;br /&gt;oh, did i mention i dl-ed ALLLLL the chip&amp;amp;dale cartoons available and its all in &lt;s&gt;my&lt;/s&gt;&lt;strong&gt; our&lt;/strong&gt; itouch. HAHA. so in love with it, next cartoon to find is definitely shinchan! :DDDDD i miss that perv kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5dec09; friday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over in the morn to find him, didnt cook spaghetti for him though =x was tooo lazy, he didnt have the appetite to eat anw. then headed to sch for sp's openhouse? sat around at the booth until lessons were starting. gosh, the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blue &lt;/span&gt;candyfloss is gross, not only does it melts fast, it makes your mouth blue. talk bout gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lectures head home and continue wasting my life away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;6dec09; saturday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like watching &lt;em&gt;40yearoldvirgin&lt;/em&gt; suddenly. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance in the morn was rather slack. learnt some bits of &lt;em&gt;stupidinlove&lt;/em&gt; choreo, damn scared if ryan's wna see it and im so not prepared, cus i still cant do turns fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;stupid thigh was weak today, whenever i added pressure on it, it feels like it gna cramp (both the front and back muscles). i even had issues climbing stairs. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught sdz performance for open house, coool. and the sp event at esplanade- cuteeeee! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss shopping!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;reason to use for shopping: CNY coming up! fastttt.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, i've alot of wants to get, oh-my-god!&lt;br /&gt;if he's busy on tuesday, im soooo going shopping. i think we dont have any projects started right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;hypothesis proven: dancers have the ugliest feet, and toes. it's gotta stop cracking!!! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{edited; 7:10pm}&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT I JUST SAW! &lt;strong&gt;x2 IS OUT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy's making me have second thoughts bout it, since edwin already have n97 mini ):&lt;br /&gt;xperia2, n97 mini, blackberry; damnnnnnnn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-2072337981964965919?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2072337981964965919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=2072337981964965919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2072337981964965919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2072337981964965919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/3dec09-wednesday-same-thing-happened.html' title='oh girl, you&apos;re such a shit talker.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S0hjhsnKVTI/AAAAAAAACeM/mW8Av2xB9Gw/s72-c/blake+lively.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-7051982277711646570</id><published>2010-01-05T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T23:28:04.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>promise the stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S0NTbfUP8_I/AAAAAAAACeE/COPYmJhY6U8/s1600-h/DSC02516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423270108012213234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/S0NTbfUP8_I/AAAAAAAACeE/COPYmJhY6U8/s320/DSC02516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2dec; saturday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed dance for onow cip at eunos.&lt;br /&gt;it was tiring i guess? somewhat fun, minus the roaches. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3dec; 32days on sunday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho, plans dont always work.&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;strong&gt;thanks &lt;/strong&gt;for the fried riceee. :D&lt;br /&gt;old dogs aint very funny, but its still laughable. especially when the golf club hits the crotch and the gorilla's sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met justin after that and talk talk talk.&lt;br /&gt;after i got home, i srsly cudnt fall aslp =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4dec; first day of school.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday blues of cus, lessons were longggg, dulllllll and youknowwhat.&lt;br /&gt;never fail to doze off in most lectures AND tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooohoooooooo, itouch finally bought! :DD&lt;br /&gt;didnt wait for the new model eventually, all thanks to anxiety :D&lt;br /&gt;a hole in the pocket definitely worth burning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haipaitianxin10 is sooooooo teary. but i didnt teared, cause i was multi-tasking. =.=&lt;br /&gt;i miss the pinkpanther's dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5dec; tuesday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons were very short today, didnt have pacc tutorial since thr was nothing to do, and guys went pooling instead. lol. after sch was BODYWORLD! damn its coool ok, i cud stare at the baby foetus for hours, makes me emotional! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of facts learnt, very educational and intriguing. of cus it was worth the money i paid, because i paid for child ticket! HAHA, saved me 8bucks ok~&lt;br /&gt;who says being short is disadvantageous? ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohyes! we forget to get this malay/chinese guy's name because we wanted to fill in feedback form to NOT fire him EVER, lol. because he's the best ticketer i've ever seeen. initially we didnt get the ticket, we jus got the entrance voucher, but we wanted th ticks for memory sake. even though the uncle gav us non-usable ones, we wanted OURS, so we went to the other counter and asked. even though at first he cudnt find th person who issued our voucher, hence unable to give us a ticket. he eventually RAN to the counter, to asked and get us our ticket lehhh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;srsly, even if its me, i wudnt care if you can get the ticket anot after one try. hahaha, i wonder how much he earns to keep him so hyped at work?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-7051982277711646570?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7051982277711646570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=7051982277711646570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/7051982277711646570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/7051982277711646570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/promise-stars.html' title='promise the stars'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/S0NTbfUP8_I/AAAAAAAACeE/COPYmJhY6U8/s72-c/DSC02516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-2815263443420546205</id><published>2010-01-01T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:33:11.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but hey, whats one more day to wait.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sz4TGcycL6I/AAAAAAAACd8/k2M0aSBgEV0/s1600-h/growing+up.+i+always+knew+to+be+suspicious+of+th+beauty+of+hate+or+margarine+itself.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421792002928553890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sz4TGcycL6I/AAAAAAAACd8/k2M0aSBgEV0/s320/growing+up.+i+always+knew+to+be+suspicious+of+th+beauty+of+hate+or+margarine+itself.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wow, first day of 2010 already, farewells to (the very short and boring) 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good resolutions are hard to come up with and even harder to attain? i'll leave that to another time i feel bored shitless and feel like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;how bout 10things worth reminiscing bout 2009?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the day i got my Os results back? well, it was one hell of a day, of tears of joy and sadness. and the day i've earned myself &lt;strong&gt;700&lt;/strong&gt;bucks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. GFs days. (all the camwhoring dates with hazirah and jannah, funny moments like how we chased after the wrong bus, how we board and alight at woodlands on a bus to ecp, updates bout each other's life so we never lost touch.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. all the movies, dinners, talking gossips with justin in the evening. (because we both sleep the wrong hours, 12++hrs from middle of the night to the middle of the day, i &lt;strong&gt;missssss&lt;/strong&gt; those days much too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.VALENTINE'S DAY. LOL. the only idiot who doesnt sleep on valentine's day to do cards for people, have breakfast with buddies, date with gfs and the gifts. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. RS moderndance (all the wednesdays+thursdays spent in rs before poly started, bondings with the lower secondary, watching how they worked hard for syf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. LTC camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. SDZ and wave14. (very very fun seniors+ instructor+ fellow year1s, everything we went thru tgt for wave14, CIP, ryan's choreos, bruises and muscle aches!, dance camp......)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. DBA01 (the fun dates, inside jokes and gossip sessions, and even the bitchy moments, first few lessons of french with derrick, learnt pool from the guys though i still sucked, ideas's dates to yukiyaki and all, rmb boys &lt;em&gt;OVER/BEFORE&lt;/em&gt; flowers?, lunfei in heels, dance at osch with pocky and esther, mrs szeto's lessons, lunfei ran straight into the lampost, helium balloons, first 3d movie, not forgetting the sardine-canned trains&lt;em&gt; urgh&lt;/em&gt;,.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. my &lt;strong&gt;17t&lt;/strong&gt;h birthday and the chalet that wasnt on my birthday anymore lol. (much well wishes and love from everyone and &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;surprise, and all the funny bits that happened in the chalet. love you guys much even though thrs lesser people, lesser alcohol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;10.&lt;strong&gt; i saw a fucking flasher you remember? &lt;/strong&gt;ok, thats not worth remembering. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. YOU! much much more fond memories to make and keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pucker up, kiss 2009 goodbye and welcome the new year hoping its gonna be better like everybody expects it to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-2815263443420546205?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2815263443420546205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=2815263443420546205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2815263443420546205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2815263443420546205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/but-hey-whats-one-more-day-to-wait.html' title='but hey, whats one more day to wait.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sz4TGcycL6I/AAAAAAAACd8/k2M0aSBgEV0/s72-c/growing+up.+i+always+knew+to+be+suspicious+of+th+beauty+of+hate+or+margarine+itself.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-7579888435073786371</id><published>2010-01-01T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:32:55.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>31dec09, last day of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;spent most of my day with wengying. went over with breakfast for him, crapped, trained to amk tgt for movie. i caught sherlock holmes (though i doze off several times) and they caught avatar. then trained back to jk's house and slacked. godzilla was on tv, and after so long, i jus got to know its a female and it was pregnant. gosh. countdown at civic and unfortunately, accidents happen. then went over to sl's place after getting dinner. after watching shinchan for only a bit i cudnt take it already so i went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very sleepy that day because i only napped 5hrs in the evening and then slept for abit in the night again. abit because i had nightmares and i cudnt get back to sleep. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1dec10, first day of 2010.&lt;br /&gt;went home and waited for haz to get back to me cause we're heading out today tgt for marina barrage for picnic+ flying kites! :D so i didnt go home to sleep, lol. it was fun there, exceptionally windy, sky was full of kites (flying penguin, spongebob, snakes etc.). until it rained we went for shelter, and left after a bit since everyone had plans for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, im hungry with nothing to eat, i shall just slack in bed.&lt;br /&gt;nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-7579888435073786371?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7579888435073786371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=7579888435073786371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/7579888435073786371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/7579888435073786371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/31dec09-last-day-of-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-4149243452051055770</id><published>2009-12-30T23:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T00:47:29.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>caught in a bad romance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SzuBH5HdygI/AAAAAAAACd0/YLasY-tCnUs/s1600-h/bow.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421068549061724674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SzuBH5HdygI/AAAAAAAACd0/YLasY-tCnUs/s320/bow.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why bother creating lies jus to get truth out of people for your own entertainment? why bother.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, back at home, slept and currently eating my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;chalet was full of funny moments, compared to awkwards one last year? hah, especially szeling derrick and wengying. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very much tired though. since the day before was class bbq+tonning at changi airport talking gossips and everything. first day was chipmunks+ giant+ bbqing+ walking+ playground-ing at beach+ sleeping!! second day was slacking+ eating+ gossiping+ watching them play bridge+ mybloodyvalentine+ subway+ bowling+ pooling+ sleeping! third day was pretty much, sleep til check out+ breakfast+ pooling then bus-ed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;timecheck: 12:08am.&lt;br /&gt;done eating, watching hai pai tian xin now. :D&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i can fall asleep soon. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-4149243452051055770?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4149243452051055770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=4149243452051055770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4149243452051055770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4149243452051055770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/12/caught-in-bad-romance.html' title='caught in a bad romance.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/SzuBH5HdygI/AAAAAAAACd0/YLasY-tCnUs/s72-c/bow.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-2038469571496371591</id><published>2009-12-26T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T21:20:09.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>always a day too late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SzYNOrUZfdI/AAAAAAAACds/fOa4LReoJSY/s1600-h/dear+john+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419533747384581586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SzYNOrUZfdI/AAAAAAAACds/fOa4LReoJSY/s320/dear+john+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SzYNA5LQq7I/AAAAAAAACdk/IZNjtKV1SdA/s1600-h/dear+john+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dear John, tell me everything. Write it all down. That way, we'll be with each other all the time even if we're not with each other at all."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha ha. i know i havent been updating but there isnt much to update about. you know, typical holiday plans. BUT! i've yet to go bodyworld ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plans like watching sytycd6, project runway6, fringe2, heroes+vampdiaries stopped airing until jan (huge booooos!), movies like theblindside ive yet finished. =.=&lt;br /&gt;and leaving 50+pages for dear john. i cant wait for it to be shown in singapore (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;channing tatum is hotter than jacob black, definitely!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daily activities:&lt;br /&gt;christmas eve spent at home, christmas at another's. i say christmas has the weirdest happenings falling on that day, &lt;em&gt;how silly&lt;/em&gt;! day after christmas spent on dance+shopping. wasnt fruitful i guess? alot of accessories bought though, gosh! wonder if i'll wear them.&lt;br /&gt;and the day after the day after christmas is 4/6 '08 class bbq. &lt;em&gt;who's changed? x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i should go take a look at the rice, the first time i ever cooked rice. -_____-&lt;br /&gt;and im so darnnnnnn hungry. whooohooo, i dun have stomach flu :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai pai tian xin faster faster show in tw!!! so i can watch!!&lt;br /&gt;i miss heroes and vamp diaries ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-2038469571496371591?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2038469571496371591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=2038469571496371591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2038469571496371591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2038469571496371591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/12/always-day-too-late.html' title='always a day too late.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/SzYNOrUZfdI/AAAAAAAACds/fOa4LReoJSY/s72-c/dear+john+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-3697877618882452092</id><published>2009-12-21T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:46:03.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your love is my drug.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417700586469732258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sy-J-qv0L6I/AAAAAAAACdc/kRzTnGkxLP4/s200/time+wont+let+me+go.jpg" border="0" /&gt;i find myself counting down to the time you would call me eventually because im missing you to death already. (and i have smth so very funny to share with you, what my daddy said. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tick. tock. tick. tock.&lt;br /&gt;time flies really slow today. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-3697877618882452092?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3697877618882452092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=3697877618882452092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3697877618882452092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3697877618882452092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-love-is-my-drug.html' title='your love is my drug.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sy-J-qv0L6I/AAAAAAAACdc/kRzTnGkxLP4/s72-c/time+wont+let+me+go.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-5113919899890967393</id><published>2009-12-20T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T19:50:19.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ordinary day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sy4PcjR7GjI/AAAAAAAACdU/T36lxkfmJZ4/s1600-h/hearing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417284384954456626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sy4PcjR7GjI/AAAAAAAACdU/T36lxkfmJZ4/s320/hearing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant walk today, my leg muscles ache. D:&lt;br /&gt;my stomach is soooo hungry.&lt;br /&gt;my arms are trembling AGAIN. LOL! wtf is wrong with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-5113919899890967393?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5113919899890967393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=5113919899890967393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5113919899890967393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5113919899890967393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/12/ordinary-day.html' title='ordinary day.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sy4PcjR7GjI/AAAAAAAACdU/T36lxkfmJZ4/s72-c/hearing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-2156534820653799786</id><published>2009-12-20T15:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T15:37:48.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>details details details.</title><content type='html'>I've just book the chalet today, jus now, 3.31pm. HAHAHA, yes late i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;details:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;28th-30th nov&lt;/strong&gt;, costa sands&lt;strong&gt; downtown east&lt;/strong&gt; chalet. &lt;em&gt;(room to be confirmed at a later date)&lt;/em&gt; 2. its&lt;strong&gt; one&lt;/strong&gt; room, since my parents side- relatives all not gonna overnight.&lt;br /&gt;3. mummy says we &lt;strong&gt;dont&lt;/strong&gt; have to contribute for the food already, but jus contribute for all the &lt;strong&gt;alcohol&lt;/strong&gt; you guys wna drink? as for how much, i also not sure. maybe we could get a different trolley for alcoholic drinks and divide from there amongst those going (:&lt;br /&gt;4. yes, open invitation to all my friends. i've yet to ask people still. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;5. oh yes, for &lt;strong&gt;GUYS&lt;/strong&gt;, my mum needs help in carrying the bbq stuffs (tongs, skewers) from my hse to downtown east and carrying of food from giant to downtown east (of cus we're taking a cab), and i think to wait at the room to get the bbq food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think there's nth else right? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-2156534820653799786?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2156534820653799786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=2156534820653799786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2156534820653799786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2156534820653799786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/12/details-detals-details.html' title='details details details.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-7222930175482280645</id><published>2009-12-20T03:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T03:12:34.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad habits and natural tendencies.</title><content type='html'>dance today was tough, after not dancing fr so many weeks? ):&lt;br /&gt;even my legs feel like they are gna cramp soon. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s. i missss you! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417026939972067218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sy0lTR_Bn5I/AAAAAAAACdM/yP2uB3KepL8/s200/always.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Everyone is so in love with being in love, they forget about who they're actually "falling in love with." Stop forcing youself to fall in love with people you barely know. If the right person comes alon you wont have to try, everything will jus fall into place. And its ok to be a little lonely for now, it's gonna be worth it in the end." &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/3828302532565848032-7222930175482280645?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7222930175482280645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=7222930175482280645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/7222930175482280645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/7222930175482280645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/12/bad-habits-and-natural-tendencies.html' title='bad habits and natural tendencies.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sy0lTR_Bn5I/AAAAAAAACdM/yP2uB3KepL8/s72-c/always.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-9221396647600070113</id><published>2009-12-18T21:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T21:43:47.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>currently playing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9dIMes1i6Ww&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp&amp;autoplay=1&amp;loop=1;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9dIMes1i6Ww&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;autoplay=1&amp;loop=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-9221396647600070113?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/9221396647600070113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=9221396647600070113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/9221396647600070113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/9221396647600070113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/12/currently-playing_18.html' title='currently playing.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-3690590834154044409</id><published>2009-12-18T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T21:12:24.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are the only exception.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416563136906300690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Syt_eY7GjRI/AAAAAAAACdE/i5vEM4taOX8/s320/all+yours.jpg" border="0" /&gt;HAHAHA, this was in my blogger posts drafts! i think i typed halfway and then got distracted with something else. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday, 8&lt;em&gt;december&lt;/em&gt;09.&lt;br /&gt;had yummy breakfast bought by someone lovely. then went over to yuhan's place to study itab and stats. damn his horny dog's in love with CC. god. itab revision was gud enough, didnt start with stats. lol. we crapped alot, but lesser of cus~ tried to restrain ourself from gossiping already you know, but some people jus too pathetic. -shakes head-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, 9&lt;em&gt;december&lt;/em&gt;09.&lt;br /&gt;stats paper? it was ok i guess? doubt im gna get a perfect score but A's within reach im sure. i think. LOL. have a little confidence in yourself, jeannie. =.=&lt;br /&gt;after that was really slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday,10&lt;em&gt;december&lt;/em&gt;09.&lt;br /&gt;itab paper? hah, doesnt really feel like doing a test when you can jus take people's paper to copy answer or shout across tables with the teacher not caring. the internet connection (is it not?) was vvvvery lag tht day. fucking irritating. imagine doing a itab paper with every click hanging 5-10seconds. of course we ended our paper very late lah, duh.&lt;br /&gt;after that was slackkk again. heee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday,11&lt;em&gt;december&lt;/em&gt;09.&lt;br /&gt;POA paper, last and final paper. YAYness! :D&lt;br /&gt;paper was relatively easy, other than i was dumb enough to realise i had a doubleentry missing only at the last 5mins of my 30min checktime. =.= BUT, perfect score please~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was shopping at fareast with pocky today! everyone's all dressed up in celebration of the last paper. hehe. sadly, we din catch zombieland today and shopping gains were little. i think im btr off shopping at home. then trained home for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;oh! in the early afternn i told pocky that the song youbelongwithme by taylor swift is playing on repeat in my head. how coincidental that it played twice while we shopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND i caught &lt;strong&gt;murderer &lt;/strong&gt;today! jus now! gosh, the little kid is gross, with that coarse voice. =.=&lt;br /&gt;no wonder plot was alike to orphan. how timely both came out together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stopped at friday i guess. and then saturday sunday wasnt anything much right?&lt;br /&gt;i dont remember already? lol! i think i watched movies, law abiding citizen and state of play. lol!&lt;br /&gt;i think i went out with sl too, one day. and then i packed my stuff fr camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday-thurs was campppp. it was allll play fun and eating man. one camp which provides breakfast, lunch, snacks during breaks, dinner and even supper. gosh. love the water abseiling + whitewater rafting. first experiences caused all the bruises. fell hell lots of times during trekking and water abseiling. at least i wasnt leeched. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly i had bad sunburns. my face looks like it just got out from the oven hotly baked, and my nose is peeeling. lol! scholars who dont act/ look like scholars, one hell fun group of people, love them to bits. and thanks to afiq fr his icecream during back woods cooking. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i returned was meeting with wy to watch BodyguardsAndAssassins. it was fine i guess, didnt know it was based on true events. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today was catching of Avatar with my silbings and cousins. it was longgg, my butt went numb much. it was quite good i guess, coming from james cameron. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is dance i guesss. lots to catch up and my bones have already gone stiff. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-3690590834154044409?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3690590834154044409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=3690590834154044409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3690590834154044409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3690590834154044409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-are-only-exception.html' title='you are the only exception.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/Syt_eY7GjRI/AAAAAAAACdE/i5vEM4taOX8/s72-c/all+yours.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-1449902857576068885</id><published>2009-12-14T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T00:35:05.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one less lonely girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SyUW8H3On_I/AAAAAAAACc8/82ByoZ7NPrY/s1600-h/gZC54IaCPqo45agbgTUuMihxo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414759349141544946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SyUW8H3On_I/AAAAAAAACc8/82ByoZ7NPrY/s320/gZC54IaCPqo45agbgTUuMihxo1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i know i havent been updating. haha.&lt;br /&gt;but i will, after i returned from camp? heh.&lt;br /&gt;dont miss me too much! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-1449902857576068885?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1449902857576068885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=1449902857576068885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/1449902857576068885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/1449902857576068885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-less-lonely-girl.html' title='one less lonely girl.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/SyUW8H3On_I/AAAAAAAACc8/82ByoZ7NPrY/s72-c/gZC54IaCPqo45agbgTUuMihxo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-333406512853388028</id><published>2009-12-07T20:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:19:25.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you've got me asphyxiated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sx0Af_ED9aI/AAAAAAAACc0/l4tgBSKId4c/s1600-h/AXE04actIkzmwmrzFes07ja5o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412482876673619362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sx0Af_ED9aI/AAAAAAAACc0/l4tgBSKId4c/s320/AXE04actIkzmwmrzFes07ja5o1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gosh, if only i had such a wall ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hohoho, econs today was relatively easy i think. so easy im so scared im gna make hell lots of careless mistakes because im aiming fr 10% and nothing less!!! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after paper was having lunch with dba01 peeps at holland v. ate at barcelos, though me and pocky din ate much. &lt;em&gt;heee!&lt;/em&gt; we talked alottttt, like the good old days without backstabbers. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;fun fun fun, after tht was playing pool at bukit timah. damn i sucked at playing. hahaha. thanks derrick and lunfei fr teaching lahh, at least i know bout the angles now =.= thereafter cabbed to funan to collect some stuff fr mumsy, and i slpt on the train how standing. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting at barcelos waiting today, i heard wonderwall by oasis playing today.&lt;br /&gt;i miss that song,&lt;em&gt; "i dont believe anyone feels the way i do about you now&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/3828302532565848032-333406512853388028?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/333406512853388028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=333406512853388028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/333406512853388028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/333406512853388028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/12/gosh-if-only-i-had-such-wall-hohoho.html' title='you&apos;ve got me asphyxiated.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sx0Af_ED9aI/AAAAAAAACc0/l4tgBSKId4c/s72-c/AXE04actIkzmwmrzFes07ja5o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-8112231910570226284</id><published>2009-12-07T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:19:19.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahaha, fancy how some people can&lt;strong&gt; criticise&lt;/strong&gt; others without feeling a single bit of &lt;strong&gt;shame&lt;/strong&gt;. hellooo, if you still think that we're in the wrong, you've never seen yourself in the mirror before. &lt;strong&gt;at least im not as ugly (both literally and not) as you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh, why am i comparing myself to you. i dont make sick stories bout people and scheme against every friend. dont you ever put yourself in others shoes? no wonder you were an outcast in JC. &lt;em&gt;"and one day you're gna lose all your friends and close ones."&lt;/em&gt; all i have to do, is jus sit and laugh at your ridicule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its good if you know its you, duh. why wouldnt you? (:&lt;br /&gt;even if some readers find my post getting more and more offensive, who cares. if you think i've changed, ha ha ha. you've never seen my classmates. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss sytycd ):&lt;br /&gt;i miss youuuuuuuuu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-8112231910570226284?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8112231910570226284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=8112231910570226284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/8112231910570226284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/8112231910570226284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/12/youve-got-me-asphyxiated.html' title=''/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-5837401242804808704</id><published>2009-12-06T20:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T20:47:40.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>caught up in this lover's thing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SxukxFYoBjI/AAAAAAAACcU/M8hDEAf2SDA/s1600-h/everything+i+like+bout+you.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412100540381791794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SxukxFYoBjI/AAAAAAAACcU/M8hDEAf2SDA/s200/everything+i+like+bout+you.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hohoho. start revision later tdy because of sweet sweet company i have (plus the breakfast). now its 8.30 and im barely started. gosh, wonder if i can rmb all the theory tmr. since its only 10%, ambitious me wants to get full marks or at least 9%. LOL. -prays hard-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SxumLsKidVI/AAAAAAAACck/3ZJodmcQNkA/s1600-h/Picture2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412102096979916114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SxumLsKidVI/AAAAAAAACck/3ZJodmcQNkA/s200/Picture2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SxumLXMAXVI/AAAAAAAACcc/1PJZzaaxgaI/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412102091348925778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SxumLXMAXVI/AAAAAAAACcc/1PJZzaaxgaI/s200/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yesterday was short shopping trip at orchard, and then homecoming in the evening. shopping trip was boring, since i din get much stuff D: should stay indoors and shop online instead. next friday? fareast and bugis man! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homecoming was rather boring actually? =x food was not worth 10bucks but i guess food's not the main point lah. but anyways, catching up with hazirah was funnn. missed her to bits, and jannah darl who was studying econs at home ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thereafter was dinner macdonalds outside civic and chitchat with them and justin, longtimenotalk buddy. hmms, more more updates from him after mst and camp i guess? yayyyy. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-5837401242804808704?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5837401242804808704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=5837401242804808704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5837401242804808704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5837401242804808704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/12/hohoho.html' title='caught up in this lover&apos;s thing.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/SxukxFYoBjI/AAAAAAAACcU/M8hDEAf2SDA/s72-c/everything+i+like+bout+you.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-3548108443123980647</id><published>2009-12-04T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T00:15:39.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>secrets, lies and scandals.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sxk1XjrQLdI/AAAAAAAACcE/9NcXCnSWpKE/s1600-h/dont+need+to+care+about+people%27s+crap.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411415106092281298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sxk1XjrQLdI/AAAAAAAACcE/9NcXCnSWpKE/s320/dont+need+to+care+about+people%27s+crap.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;everyone has their flaws. some people accept imperfection, accept criticism, accept change. but &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; people? they jus never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks fr trying to sabotage me in CRS. so what if you win me in CRS, its not even a yearlong module? &lt;em&gt;how bout trying the others (:&lt;/em&gt; at least we really cared and wanted to help you for your PACC to get an A, and we get the &lt;strong&gt;opposite treatment&lt;/strong&gt; instead? the way you handled things with FOM was selfish, and disrespectful. and when you have no one else, you apologise? count the number of people you had badmouthed of before, and count the number of friends you have left today. seriously, when are you gonna grow up, look at yourself in the mirror, and ponder of how great a friend you have actually been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;apologies dont always work. try harder next time, poker face. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;people makes mistakes, but yours are unforgivable, to me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday; FOM presentation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmms, gna work hard towards my perfect score. comments were relatively funny, not only mine. i bet half of the class know what i mean. -nudges pocky-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday; TWT presentation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWT is actually a very fun module? learn lots of happenings in the world, important figures always mentioned in the news and everything?&lt;br /&gt;presentation was actually well-commended by christopher gill. very satisfied, because tht means my breakkkkkkk. and &lt;strong&gt;NEW MOON&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thanks to some 'friend', i couldnt enjoy the movie, even thought taylor's abs were hot and robert's were fake. damnnnnn, the good old days spent with derrick yuhan pocky and esther.&lt;br /&gt;but new moon was average, kinda expected huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday; day of revelation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the more you lie, the harder it is to cover your tracks. and things start to go awry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much of the day spent with wy. other than the 5hrs spent in sch, gossiping and having lectures. wow, so mcuh fr revising itab.&lt;em&gt; booooooooo!&lt;/em&gt; saturday shall be my relaxation day, for shopping and for homecoming :D whooohooo, lots of catching up to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-3548108443123980647?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3548108443123980647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=3548108443123980647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3548108443123980647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3548108443123980647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/12/secrets-lies-and-scandals.html' title='secrets, lies and scandals.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sxk1XjrQLdI/AAAAAAAACcE/9NcXCnSWpKE/s72-c/dont+need+to+care+about+people%27s+crap.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-5708615308734964470</id><published>2009-12-01T01:55:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T02:16:57.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when paranoia takes you over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SxQItmpR36I/AAAAAAAACb0/LSi2EbNVnWQ/s1600/i+like+you+so+much+it+makes+me+grumpy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409958631939628962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SxQItmpR36I/AAAAAAAACb0/LSi2EbNVnWQ/s200/i+like+you+so+much+it+makes+me+grumpy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeahs, my blog shud go into another hiatus mode thanks to msts but gosh, its so boring to revise itab. makes me sick enough jus reading the first chpter.&lt;em&gt; -rantsrantsrants-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i keep taking naps everyday now and then instead of actually sleeping on schdays. cus its never enough. (like its 2am and wtf am i doing blogging this shit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was one hell of a long day in pre-camp programme. didnt get wet because of menses, so yeash, missed the jetty jumps, and wet bits of rafting. practically missed my whole day in sch, including itab, thus my first paragraph. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah! i rather be watching some series now, munching on junk or talking on the phone. its either the menstruations thats acting up on me, or its jus plainly my lack-of-sleep moodswings. i am getting very grumpy. &lt;em&gt;boooo to you&lt;/em&gt;!! ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-5708615308734964470?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5708615308734964470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=5708615308734964470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5708615308734964470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5708615308734964470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-anything-you-do-starts-affecting.html' title='when paranoia takes you over.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/SxQItmpR36I/AAAAAAAACb0/LSi2EbNVnWQ/s72-c/i+like+you+so+much+it+makes+me+grumpy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-8576840384219288926</id><published>2009-11-28T22:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T23:17:28.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>songoftheday: secrets- one republic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SxE-051iACI/AAAAAAAACbk/JfAlsvb2Phs/s1600/16749_207160115989_768245989_3951181_1330336_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409173706048143394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SxE-051iACI/AAAAAAAACbk/JfAlsvb2Phs/s320/16749_207160115989_768245989_3951181_1330336_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;damn, after fom project finished early, decided to go for waves party for abit (thanks to someone, lol). end up going home at 7 even though they did extend the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;revelation of the day: simpsons is crap, lamest show ever. point proven today.&lt;br /&gt;i missssss waves14 so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance training today was tough!! learn more eighths of ryan's alwaysmidnight. love it to bits, but i danced it bad ): and i hurt my neck/back muscles. =.= now i cant turn to the left or look up/down much. god. stupid me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy got me a third laptop, instead of a new phone or a ipod touch. for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;i bet its the it fair. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;explore your muscles jeannie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-8576840384219288926?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8576840384219288926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=8576840384219288926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/8576840384219288926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/8576840384219288926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/songoftheday-secrets-one-republic.html' title='songoftheday: secrets- one republic.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/SxE-051iACI/AAAAAAAACbk/JfAlsvb2Phs/s72-c/16749_207160115989_768245989_3951181_1330336_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-7151448718911834681</id><published>2009-11-28T22:44:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T02:57:51.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>homework to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;find pictures on sri lanka ethnic conflict. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;finish fom ppt tmr. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;stats paper &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;fiscal policy tutorial &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;itab revision&lt;/strong&gt; (fri)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and itab revision exercise&lt;/strong&gt; (fri)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;realtimme revision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;prepare speech for fom presentation&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10more fixed assets exercise questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;pacc past year papers&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, so hard to plan what to do! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST DO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;pay dumb phone bills. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;post my cheque into the bank soon! &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;buy salonpas! &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;apply for LOA (30nov) &lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-7151448718911834681?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7151448718911834681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=7151448718911834681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/7151448718911834681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/7151448718911834681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/homework-to-do-find-pictures-on-sri.html' title=''/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-730034979222497403</id><published>2009-11-27T20:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T21:31:26.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where's my entertainment?</title><content type='html'>i.am.so.effing.boredddddddd.!.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i hate it when my phone is down and i need to call urgently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gahhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random sightings today:&lt;br /&gt;1. today my very long nail cracked thanks to my stupid laptop, it cracked halfway.&lt;br /&gt;this evening when i went to topshop and tried on clothes, it cracked again. it cracked 3/4.&lt;br /&gt;damn it hurts like shit, nail-poking-flesh kinda pain. had to try and tear the rest off, AND it almost bleed. booooooooo. so i lost my mood fr shopping and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;2.double chocolate ice blended from coffee bean is expensive okkkk. 7bucks gone before i knew it. AND FOR YOUR INFO: COFFEE BEAN DOESNT HAVE &lt;a href="mailto:SG@WIRELESS"&gt;SG@WIRELESS&lt;/a&gt; CONNECTION.&lt;br /&gt;3. mr impatient husband scolded mrs naggy wifey for going on and on about traffic safety and impatience. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;4. this philippine/vietnam/indonesian rapunzel in the train would have her hair touched the ground if she ever looks upwards.&lt;br /&gt;5. this weirdo in the train was scolding fuck to someone outside the train, when the train started to leave, i look out and there was no one. who the fuck was he scolding fuck. ._.&lt;br /&gt;6. {edited at 9.30pm} OH.MY.GOD. new moon is up on stagevu you know. this is so very tempting. gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna give myself the rest of the day off, a break from the busy days, no homework done today. (: but i feel so bored, cus i have nothing to do. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408764676771011922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sw_K0RCd3VI/AAAAAAAACbU/B340TJpO8-U/s200/tumblr_kqyw5ck7f71qzis0xo1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;i miss gossip sessions, anyone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-730034979222497403?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/730034979222497403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=730034979222497403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/730034979222497403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/730034979222497403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/wheres-my-entertainment.html' title='where&apos;s my entertainment?'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sw_K0RCd3VI/AAAAAAAACbU/B340TJpO8-U/s72-c/tumblr_kqyw5ck7f71qzis0xo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-7154296974601659230</id><published>2009-11-26T02:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T02:27:43.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time check: 2.27am</title><content type='html'>when im bored and i start doing hw.&lt;br /&gt;when im done with hw &lt;em&gt;(stats topic9 and pacc qns on fixed assets! :D)&lt;/em&gt; and i realised it 2am.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, time to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-7154296974601659230?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7154296974601659230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=7154296974601659230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/7154296974601659230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/7154296974601659230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-check-227am.html' title='time check: 2.27am'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-6094083162098076954</id><published>2009-11-25T16:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T17:11:11.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>letting go of all i've held on to.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Swz0KkqtWRI/AAAAAAAACbE/dHXSaKjFjos/s1600/the+same+love+that+makes+me+laugh+and+cry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407965715043801362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Swz0KkqtWRI/AAAAAAAACbE/dHXSaKjFjos/s200/the+same+love+that+makes+me+laugh+and+cry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;funny how your words upsetted me more than your actions. impulsive words said that wasnt the truth. ha ha ha, liar liar pants on fire. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;questioned: what am i to you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;idontknowwhatswrongwithmetoo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate the silence, but your words echos in my head, on repeat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 7hrs of doing fom, im finally home. yup, missed dance cus im very tired and im gna take a nap, or jus sleep until before trying to do all the poa and stats hw. taa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-6094083162098076954?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6094083162098076954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=6094083162098076954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/6094083162098076954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/6094083162098076954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/letting-go-of-all-ive-held-on-to.html' title='letting go of all i&apos;ve held on to.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/Swz0KkqtWRI/AAAAAAAACbE/dHXSaKjFjos/s72-c/the+same+love+that+makes+me+laugh+and+cry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-2347630654330372132</id><published>2009-11-23T14:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T14:49:32.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>typical monday blues.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Swot3xmhB0I/AAAAAAAACa0/QChgsVw3cFk/s1600/holy+crap.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407184738842642242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Swot3xmhB0I/AAAAAAAACa0/QChgsVw3cFk/s200/holy+crap.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;im tired.&lt;br /&gt;im bored.&lt;br /&gt;im sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel like skipping pacc lecture to go home and sleeep. but then again, i shud sleep early like 12am and have 8hrs of slp. :D but i bet i not gna sleep at 12 but arnd 2 instead. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;booooooooooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;//Cause all the roads they lead to where you are&lt;br /&gt;And all the streetlights shine like they were stars&lt;br /&gt;That's where you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-blg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-2347630654330372132?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2347630654330372132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=2347630654330372132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2347630654330372132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2347630654330372132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/typical-monday-blues.html' title='typical monday blues.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/Swot3xmhB0I/AAAAAAAACa0/QChgsVw3cFk/s72-c/holy+crap.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-5816900933214655297</id><published>2009-11-22T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T21:35:29.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with you, its always midnight.</title><content type='html'>hmms, i always end up wasting my sundays.&lt;br /&gt;slept at 4am yesterday so i woke up at 2, but laid in bed til 4? since thr wasnt anything to eat until i cudnt stand it i went out to get food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, i munch while watching gamer. urgh, all the nudity and brutal warfare. it was fine i guess? and after munching im supposed to be revising econs tonight. but im so lazy to start.&lt;br /&gt;its already 9.30pm ): i jus feel like wasting my time away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-5816900933214655297?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5816900933214655297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=5816900933214655297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5816900933214655297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5816900933214655297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/with-you-its-always-midnight.html' title='with you, its always midnight.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-6970190877595400861</id><published>2009-11-21T19:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T20:24:28.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jealous, envious and very hungry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SwfbgaIMUEI/AAAAAAAACak/9O7kKWf9QAw/s1600/wished+i+had+it+all.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406531227497549890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SwfbgaIMUEI/AAAAAAAACak/9O7kKWf9QAw/s320/wished+i+had+it+all.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;//what you call a dream come true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;everyone i know is getting a dlsr already and im so jealous because i've barely started saving fr one? i think its a bit too expensive to ask my dad to get me one fr my birthday right? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly it feels like there is so much to do in the weeks to come until mst is over. big stuff like missing lessons, again, because of the pre-departure programme. ): missing itab and fom lecture is gonna leave me in deep shit. or even small stuff like booking chalet fr the december hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so people, is the second week (week after 14thdec) of hols fine? cause im lazy to ask around. HAHA, thts like the christmas week. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;why isnt x2 available in starhub yetttt. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-6970190877595400861?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6970190877595400861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=6970190877595400861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/6970190877595400861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/6970190877595400861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/jealous-envious-and-very-hungry.html' title='jealous, envious and very hungry.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/SwfbgaIMUEI/AAAAAAAACak/9O7kKWf9QAw/s72-c/wished+i+had+it+all.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-2306214719809988241</id><published>2009-11-20T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T23:49:25.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in times of desperate conversation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Swa6fiEuh4I/AAAAAAAACac/SIOChffdwg8/s1600/spread+your+wings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406213453590202242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Swa6fiEuh4I/AAAAAAAACac/SIOChffdwg8/s320/spread+your+wings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;french is killing me, i think im gonna drop it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;accomplishment today: i refolded and stacked my clothes neatly today. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-2306214719809988241?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2306214719809988241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=2306214719809988241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2306214719809988241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2306214719809988241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-times-of-desperate-conversation.html' title='in times of desperate conversation.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/Swa6fiEuh4I/AAAAAAAACac/SIOChffdwg8/s72-c/spread+your+wings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-5623411257094508104</id><published>2009-11-19T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T21:34:34.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new start, a fresh beginning.</title><content type='html'>caught 2012 today with pocky, zhaolin and dickson after sch tday.&lt;br /&gt;hell it freaks me out, makes me wonder if 2012 is really gonna come, it had its depressing bits of cus, all the last farewells and all. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REMINDER: collect cheque from cass general office tmr!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-5623411257094508104?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5623411257094508104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=5623411257094508104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5623411257094508104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5623411257094508104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-start-fresh-beginning.html' title='a new start, a fresh beginning.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-3594943246660943188</id><published>2009-11-18T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T12:21:44.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random!</title><content type='html'>hahahaha, how coincidental. someone's singing happy birthday at &lt;a href="mailto:theatre@moberly"&gt;theatre@moberly&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-3594943246660943188?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-5348197748943293250</id><published>2009-11-18T12:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T13:04:30.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simplicity at its best.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SwN_oFBAY_I/AAAAAAAACaU/Gvho4b5o_EM/s1600/heartsss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405304304292619250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SwN_oFBAY_I/AAAAAAAACaU/Gvho4b5o_EM/s320/heartsss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; happy birthday to me! :D&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to junbin! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all those who wished me through fb, msn or sms or in class or called. didnt expect so many to rmb or even noticed. those who stayed up especially. hehe. and much much thanks to szeling elaine and justin (even though he didnt make it) for surprising me&lt;strong&gt; IN MY ROOM &lt;/strong&gt;at 12nn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how embarrassing! i was srsly sleeeeping, in the most ugly sleeping posture imaginable when i suddenly open my eyes and see 2 sweet friends carrying a cake and my gift wishing me happy birthday. hahahaa, i know i shudnt be sleeping on the early hours of my birthday. its wasnt intentional, i fell bck alsp at 10, when i was supposed to wake up fr dinner. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thanks! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, successful surprise. i really wasnt expecting it. :D&lt;br /&gt;thanks fr the cake~ i'll eat it, soooon. i'll jus make it up with alot of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was sorta celebrating my birthday. simply done, we went fr bbq chicken at cine and we caught mygirlfriendwasanagent. it was hilarious mannnn. thanks~ fr the cake too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday was the day i got to know tht carrot cake is not made of carrot. gosh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-5348197748943293250?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5348197748943293250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=5348197748943293250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5348197748943293250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5348197748943293250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/simplicity-at-its-best.html' title='simplicity at its best.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/SwN_oFBAY_I/AAAAAAAACaU/Gvho4b5o_EM/s72-c/heartsss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-1189869506299439457</id><published>2009-11-14T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T00:22:25.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anchors and wings.</title><content type='html'>the fried bananas on the dining table is so tempting and no one's eating it, its seducing me.&lt;br /&gt;its 6 and im so lazy to start on hw, i feel like watching a whole lot of movies, those in theatres and those not. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{edited at time 11:52pm}&lt;br /&gt;anddddd yep, i've yet to start researching, loser.&lt;br /&gt;i went shopping on f21, topshop, msselfridge instead. =.=&lt;br /&gt;and i was watching Xman (korean's variety show), so funnnny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, dont say i didnt remind, warn, inform, tell whatever, you. that my phone touchpad is sooo screwed i cant read msgs too? so call me if thrs anything urgent or leave me a msg on msn (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm miles from where you are,&lt;br /&gt;I lay down on the cold ground&lt;br /&gt;I, I pray that something picks me up&lt;br /&gt;And sets me down in your warm arms"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Snow patrol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-1189869506299439457?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-3828302532565848032.post-5618036925188186328</id><published>2009-11-13T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:35:53.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x2 or mini n97?</title><content type='html'>paranomal activity is &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; a true story. ):&lt;br /&gt;and their budget is like only 15k and they have huge gross revenue, 97mil. (stated in wiki)&lt;br /&gt;i think the show was fine, not scary (since its not true). her smile was creepy, the way she sleepwalks and gets dragged out of the bed was freakish-ly funny. and micah deserves to die.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun feel like doing any research on itab or crs hw. ):&lt;br /&gt;i do feel like shopping, hanging out. though i cough like every 5seconds at least. ):&lt;br /&gt;and im not going to sentosa with sdz peeps tmr, think will be very unwell to go. pocky, if youre reading this, CALL MEEEEE. my touchpad spoil. );&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-5618036925188186328?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5618036925188186328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=5618036925188186328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5618036925188186328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5618036925188186328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/x2-or-mini-n97.html' title='x2 or mini n97?'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-668425480208487804</id><published>2009-11-13T11:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T12:55:30.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody ever did it quite like you.</title><content type='html'>slept early last night after watching Jennifer's body at stagevu, had a real nice sleep of 11hours, and eaten breakfast. ohyes, forgot to eat my meds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i've gotten more sick, now my nose is runny too. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since ive used the com, i've been running thru upcoming movies (bad distraction from work), and i saw this upcoming horror Whispering Corridors 5: The blood pledge. it from the same series as Voice and Wishing stairs :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;got me all so excited to catch it and when i googled it, i found a link on youtube, and its like DAMN clear.&lt;br /&gt;sooooo, im gonna watch it now. =x or at least after gg. (:&lt;br /&gt;and the alvin&amp;amp;the chipmunks sequel, when the chipettes sang single ladies, it was funnnnny. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's briefing was useless lahhh, waste of time. i think highest possible option is still IBT. =/ and lessons were dull, drowsy sleepy the whole way thru, and my hands were shaking while copying econs answers. hahaha. all the aftereffects of medication.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-668425480208487804?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/668425480208487804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=668425480208487804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/668425480208487804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/668425480208487804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/nobody-ever-did-it-quite-like-you.html' title='nobody ever did it quite like you.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-4169812230199351825</id><published>2009-11-11T19:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T19:41:53.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one cough syrup 4 tablets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SvqiviZ0_NI/AAAAAAAACaM/HCNcMtTKUjk/s1600-h/AZN7wsuV4gywut1cmhltJOHdo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402809640557018322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SvqiviZ0_NI/AAAAAAAACaM/HCNcMtTKUjk/s320/AZN7wsuV4gywut1cmhltJOHdo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and so i did went to the doc's. he did told me alot of no-nos to take note of, alot of why i should take certain medication. yupyup, im going be a good girl and eat my meds, from tomorrow onwards, and not taking the anti-biotics. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sooo tempted to eat the maoam sweet (supposed to be for after every medication), but im not taking meds today. =x gosh, this close to eating it. it smells so niceeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fom was bad, 4/10. lol! 3more weeks.&lt;br /&gt;dance was cancelled today, gladys sick too. ):&lt;br /&gt;but i skipped french, since its too long to wait, and i needed to seek a doc.&lt;br /&gt;slacked most of the time with yuhan, dickson and derrick. but it wasnt really fruitful, didnt do much work. hmmmms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-4169812230199351825?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4169812230199351825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=4169812230199351825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4169812230199351825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4169812230199351825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-cough-syrup-4-tablets.html' title='one cough syrup 4 tablets.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/SvqiviZ0_NI/AAAAAAAACaM/HCNcMtTKUjk/s72-c/AZN7wsuV4gywut1cmhltJOHdo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-3115801699176544765</id><published>2009-11-10T19:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:25:02.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no panadols, strepsils nor medicine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SvlSl5grReI/AAAAAAAACaE/tQ-qExhdxKo/s1600-h/you+dont+deserve+this..png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402440039054132706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SvlSl5grReI/AAAAAAAACaE/tQ-qExhdxKo/s320/you+dont+deserve+this..png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;joanna having dinner now, so its like she doesnt need my help temporarily means BREAK fr me. :D&lt;br /&gt;im hungry toooo, mummy cooked porridge, plain. i have to find other dishes myself (but no fried food ): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my throat hurts like shit, today when i spitted flem, there was bloooood on it. urgh. should i see a doctor tomorrow night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jiayou jiayou, last 'O'lvl paper tmr! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-3115801699176544765?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3115801699176544765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=3115801699176544765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3115801699176544765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/3115801699176544765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-panadols-strepsils-nor-medicine-pls.html' title='no panadols, strepsils nor medicine.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/SvlSl5grReI/AAAAAAAACaE/tQ-qExhdxKo/s72-c/you+dont+deserve+this..png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-8445799476557789007</id><published>2009-11-09T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:55:31.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the evil butterfly man.</title><content type='html'>goshhhh, first day of school after waves 14.&lt;br /&gt;damn its hard to stay awake, listening to 4lectures with a bad headaches.&lt;br /&gt;not to forget to mention all the never ending hws and projects to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;boooooooooooooooo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must catch up. concentrate. finish all hw. and NOT, sleep in class.&lt;br /&gt;jiayou! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my throat sucks big time. it keeps itching and i feel like coughing every few seconds. butttt, thanks for the porridgeeee. yumyummmm.&lt;em&gt; -rubs tummy-&lt;/em&gt; no meatballs and seaweeds next time please! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;33333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss sweet stuff, chocolate cookies from subway, fastfood like macdonalds applepie, fried food. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-8445799476557789007?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8445799476557789007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=8445799476557789007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/8445799476557789007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/8445799476557789007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/evil-butterfly-man.html' title='the evil butterfly man.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-1728726805285714881</id><published>2009-11-08T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:45:57.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sdz is love ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401738446714159586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SvbUf2X3weI/AAAAAAAACZ0/9_riqp4T5E0/s320/13350_191878791666_767871666_3971730_969028_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;hahaha, has everyone checked out fb? its literally flooded with waves14 picturessss :D&lt;br /&gt;its kinda hard to add everyone in sdz huh, with so much dancers.&lt;br /&gt;i missssss waves14 sooooo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the time spent (weekdays and weekends), all the floorburns cuts bruises and aches, all the hunger pangs, all the embarassing moments to get food from mrbean and 7/11, all the lectures from ryan after rehearsals because we danced like shit, all the training home at 11pm and dropped dead asleep after shower, all the tears and laughter shared, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now everything's back to how it is, it feels empty. hah.&lt;br /&gt;and im sickkkk. booooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i have to catch up with schwork and all the mails to reply. gosh, headache be gone tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-1728726805285714881?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1728726805285714881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=1728726805285714881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/1728726805285714881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/1728726805285714881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/sdz-is-love.html' title='sdz is love ♥'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/SvbUf2X3weI/AAAAAAAACZ0/9_riqp4T5E0/s72-c/13350_191878791666_767871666_3971730_969028_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-2569443959561486350</id><published>2009-11-07T00:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:58:10.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it will happen. and it did.</title><content type='html'>waves 14 2009 jus ended like a few hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;it was successful, emotional, heartwarming.&lt;br /&gt;and now, all i need to jus a really good sleep without disruption. my way of commending myself &lt;em&gt;"good job done!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2hours since it ended and im already missing waves14. if only we had a second show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-2569443959561486350?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2569443959561486350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=2569443959561486350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2569443959561486350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2569443959561486350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-will-happen-and-it-did.html' title='it will happen. and it did.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-2158455477027230850</id><published>2009-11-01T21:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:58:49.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whisper, shout: in out in out.</title><content type='html'>whoooohooo, today whn i asked my dad if he had a spare phone (my touchpad has been spoilt fr 2 days), he asked me why? so i told him about it, and he agreed to get me a new one. like when my dream model (Xperia2 of cusssss!) thn get money from him~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3333333333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound so materialistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws, the whole week of dancing sure was tiring. friday was last session with cherie's choreo peeps. then had ryan's choreo session too. one of the most tiring day. saturday was tough, emotionally. so many ppl teared up, a week left and we're still very cui(3). =/ even ryan was speechless bored. ): first time i ever sat in mph from 9am- evening i think. i dun rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was doing of props, and ryan's choreo. helped out until it was like time fr ryan's choreo, and all the dropping back arches and all, i had a bad headache after tht. must be all th bloodrush. cudnt take it anymore and left like right after his choreo ended. ):&lt;br /&gt;prays hard the props get done in time, in niceeee appearance, or byebye to waves14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5more days, we can do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-2158455477027230850?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2158455477027230850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=2158455477027230850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2158455477027230850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2158455477027230850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/whoooohooo-today-whn-i-asked-my-dad-if.html' title='whisper, shout: in out in out.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-5539298994865948699</id><published>2009-10-29T16:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T17:07:47.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good girls go bad.</title><content type='html'>time check: 4:51pm.&lt;br /&gt;minutes more til dance: 99mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sitting at one of those tables at moberly, watching the rain fall and trying to figure out what to write for my "what education means to me?" essay. wow, how romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidetrack:&lt;br /&gt;"JAKARTA, Indonesia –&lt;strong&gt; Muslim women would be banned from wearing tight pants&lt;/strong&gt; in a devoutly Islamic district of Indonesia's Aceh province under proposed regulations to take effect Jan. 1, an official said Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the latest effort to promote strict moral values in the world's most populous Muslim-majority nation, where most of the roughly 200 million Muslims practice a moderate form of the faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Muslim caught violating the dress code, which also prohibits shorts for men, will be told to put on government-issued full-length skirts or loose pants, said Ramli Mansur, head of West Aceh District.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrolling Shariah, or Islamic police, will determine if clothing violates the dress code, he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wearing tight jeans &lt;strong&gt;exposes their bodies&lt;/strong&gt;, which is strictly banned under Islam," said Mansur, who appealed to civil servants to go beyond the rules and refuse government services to women wearing the banned clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islamic law is not enforced across the vast island nation. But bans on drinking alcohol, gambling and kissing in public, among other activities, have been enforced by some more conservative local governments in recent years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opinion polls show that a majority of Indonesians &lt;strong&gt;oppose&lt;/strong&gt; the restrictions on dress and behavior that are being pushed by a small fringe of hardliners in the secular democracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aceh, a semiautonomous region, made news last month when its provincial parliament passed a Shariah law making &lt;strong&gt;adultery punishable by stoning to death.&lt;/strong&gt; It also imposed prison sentences and public lashings against homosexuals and pedophiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rights groups say the law violates international treaties and the Indonesian constitution."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, what can i say.&lt;br /&gt;btw, the prisoner is stoned to death by being buried either up to his waist (if male) or up to her shoulders (if female) and then pelted with stones by a crowd of volunteers until obviously battered to death. Under the terms of most fundamentalist courts, the stones must be small enough that death cannot reasonably be expected to result from only one or two blows, but large enough to cause physical harm. The average execution by stoning is extremely painful, lasting at least 10 to 20 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-5539298994865948699?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5539298994865948699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=5539298994865948699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5539298994865948699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5539298994865948699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-girls-go-bad.html' title='good girls go bad.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-5489289889475281383</id><published>2009-10-28T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:44:39.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it better not be flu nor fever.</title><content type='html'>so today i did alot of walking, dancing, and eating. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i went down to cityhall after 3-5's dance to get my laptop checked. i think i shud leave my mum the job to rush the ppl to check my laptop's problems and get it fixed by &lt;strong&gt;saturday&lt;/strong&gt;, hopefully. &lt;em&gt;(without any loss of softwares/data, so i dun have to configure again).&lt;/em&gt; spss test on&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; monday&lt;/span&gt; man, i havent study anything, cant study and need to. i wonder if i even have a laptop to work on my test on monday ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance was tough. for ryan's choreo requires alot of strength and sharpness, my neck arms back legs all really hurts. and i feel that we are cleaning really slowly, but necessary. ): if we cant finish cleaning, the back part's gna look like shit too. i dont wna disappoint ryan again. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i need to stop frowning. i realised that all my lousy moods recently are thanks to menstruation. yes, mine jus came, and it sucks. i hope i can do my best in cherie's choreo too!&lt;br /&gt;jiayouuuuuuuuuuu~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-5489289889475281383?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5489289889475281383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=5489289889475281383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5489289889475281383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5489289889475281383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-better-not-be-flu-nor-fever.html' title='it better not be flu nor fever.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-5640454335696568751</id><published>2009-10-27T21:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:28:15.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you say its easier to burn thn to build, you say its easier to hurt thn to heal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sub-zpY2v4I/AAAAAAAACZs/xJIhnte3uZw/s1600-h/hV6G0V9WWpajqi68deLHjJhpo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397281366687006594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sub-zpY2v4I/AAAAAAAACZs/xJIhnte3uZw/s320/hV6G0V9WWpajqi68deLHjJhpo1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i didnt go fr dance last night. had a bad headache and after i paid for the tickets, i went home nd dropped dead on my bed. 8pm-5am. refreshed, but i cud sleep more? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today?&lt;br /&gt;lessons were fine i guess. we're always out of luck trying to hand in our nyaa forms. either that ms kim left/she's having some course outside. and we keep having to go back the next day. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what bout our residential project!!!! ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance was cleaning out. wow, i sure did sweat alot. :D more dance tmr. plan for tomorrow: sch, bugis, dance, funan it mall, dance. i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why funan it mall&lt;/em&gt;? because my damn laptop is dying for the&lt;strong&gt; second&lt;/strong&gt; time. this time, it auto-shuts without any notice and when i try to restart it, either the screen remains black/ black fuzzy lines appear on the screen (like those old antenna tvs with lousy reception?). &lt;strong&gt;WORSE,&lt;/strong&gt; spss test nxt monday. &lt;em&gt;booooo&lt;/em&gt;~ im a goner. unless miracles befalls upon me. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when am i ever gonna start writing the sp speak essay, one page long. i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i have my family eats alot of macd for dinner &lt;em&gt;(i have all the cups as evidence, i'll post one day if i take a picture&lt;/em&gt;), but recently like never leh, but recently got macdonalds monopoly thingy. i want some number i dont remember so i can get the ipod touch!!! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;btw, do you know satio is out? i want xperia2!!!! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-5640454335696568751?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5640454335696568751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=5640454335696568751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5640454335696568751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/5640454335696568751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-say-its-easier-to-burn-than-to.html' title='you say its easier to burn thn to build, you say its easier to hurt thn to heal.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/Sub-zpY2v4I/AAAAAAAACZs/xJIhnte3uZw/s72-c/hV6G0V9WWpajqi68deLHjJhpo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3828302532565848032.post-4306784060979880356</id><published>2009-10-26T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T00:28:48.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>black and gold.</title><content type='html'>im gonna spent my 8am-10pm tomorrow in sp. wow, talk bout busy.&lt;br /&gt;and since im free 5pm-8pm, i've decided to do most of my hws tmr then, urgh. hate to even start doing it, only did spss because its first period tmr. i hate the stats lecturer. boooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to stop whining and pull myself together. good luck to all those having Os and good luck to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-4306784060979880356?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4306784060979880356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=4306784060979880356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4306784060979880356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/4306784060979880356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/10/black-and-gold.html' title='black and gold.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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-3828302532565848032.post-2134055251517446206</id><published>2009-10-24T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T00:17:08.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bury it, smother it, murder it.</title><content type='html'>saturday; longggggggggg day. lots so mention. x)&lt;br /&gt;half dress combined run today was funny, painful, weird, and every mixed emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. while doing cherie's choreo, i tripped on pearl's leg while transitioning and i fell flat. but on my knees first, explaining all the bruises. ):&lt;br /&gt;2. ryan's choreo was bad. ): think we were really bad, disappointed ryan alot. he's nice enough to not nag and scold. we need alot of cleaning sessions. &lt;em&gt;(but we have it, the whole week. read my timetable.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. time is running out &lt;em&gt;(humms muse's song, lol).&lt;/em&gt; lots more work to do! &lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;strong&gt; GOODNEWS&lt;/strong&gt;: before we left, they mentioned about having a second show, on monday because of overwhelming responses. and we made a promise to do our very best, for both shows. and sell th tickets for the monday's show. wow, we were so excited, and happy.&lt;br /&gt;5, &lt;strong&gt;BADNEWS&lt;/strong&gt;: the second show was cancelled, and the dateline for the sales of tickets was brought forward, so pay me sooon peeps! but it was kinda disappointing, ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we yanping, juanne, elizabeth and i went to source for costumes for ryan's choreo. hah, we headed to bugis to start our search. but we cud find several satisfied options and soon enough, we end up shopping instead. especially for juanna and eliz. haha. fun times shared, looking forward to our next shopping date, after waves. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe, i think we found the perfect costume toooo. 22.90 though, worth investing? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms, as for tomorrow, break day fr me. im so tiredddd, and after that, doing of all the hw so i dont have anything to worry about after getting home from dance. or maybe leave some to do on long day breaks. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396200151186523250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 61px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCiAX2BahQE/SuMncnxhxHI/AAAAAAAACZk/6ffTESv_QAM/s320/mia+michaels+resigns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;YOUKNOWWHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;mia michaels is not choreographing in sytycd6 anymore. saddddddddddd. ):&lt;br /&gt;no more mia michael's item already, lesser interest in sytycd. booooooooooo~.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3828302532565848032-2134055251517446206?l=self-perceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2134055251517446206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3828302532565848032&amp;postID=2134055251517446206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2134055251517446206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3828302532565848032/posts/default/2134055251517446206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-perceptions.blogspot.com/2009/10/bury-it-smother-it-murder-it.html' title='bury it, smother it, murder it.'/><author><name>jeann(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00659837565735280454</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/_pCiAX2BahQE/SuMncnxhxHI/AAAAAAAACZk/6ffTESv_QAM/s72-c/mia+michaels+resigns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
