<?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-6998859</id><updated>2011-04-30T15:29:37.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in e virtual world</title><subtitle type='html'>a virtual world is a world that i can say,"i do believe in fairies, I DO! I DO!"

</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>199</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-113326674566889268</id><published>2005-11-29T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T20:19:05.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/sm_14S5467b.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am lemming this... so nice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-113326674566889268?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113326674566889268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=113326674566889268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/113326674566889268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/113326674566889268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-am-lemming-this.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-113306816379946697</id><published>2005-11-27T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T13:11:45.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashton went and apply for scholarship... and he got 3 scholarship total of 2 500 bucks =)&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night he went and apply for colledge and a taxi came and pick him up =)&lt;br /&gt;off he goes....&lt;br /&gt;His major is in economics and he met a girl at the hostel... great girl with great personality.. and they felt in love... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolly is going to be toddler in just 1 day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why children from Ash family are all pieces? (Ashton, Fossil, Dolly)&lt;br /&gt;while preston is a gemini and ashley is smth else... haha&lt;br /&gt;and all the kids have the dad's mouth.. kwel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay tune for more updates.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-113306816379946697?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113306816379946697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=113306816379946697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/113306816379946697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/113306816379946697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/11/hi-hi-ashton-went-and-apply-for.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-113302268154150314</id><published>2005-11-27T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T00:31:21.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me update my sims life..&lt;br /&gt;i make my dead sims came alive.. wow... without being turned into a zoombie...&lt;br /&gt;but i think she abit troublesome&lt;br /&gt;and i make her die of old age... and the faimly inherit double the money than before.. wow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i have the cow-plant.. just feed it with drumbstick...&lt;br /&gt;and at the middle of the night, the mouth got a cake, got my sim to try to snatch it from it, and end up being eaten by the cow-plant... bish.. &lt;br /&gt;luckily i know such things do happen, so i save it before i carry out my action....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston is now a teenager... so handsome...&lt;br /&gt;he got the mouth of his father.. eyes of his mum...&lt;br /&gt;and his want is to be top of his teen job...&lt;br /&gt;wonder is the teen job the same as adult job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now he and fossil are best friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley just gave birth to a baby girl, i name her dolly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-113302268154150314?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113302268154150314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=113302268154150314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/113302268154150314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/113302268154150314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-113275350488210358</id><published>2005-11-23T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T21:45:04.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ash family --&gt; normal&lt;br /&gt;Emily --&gt; eldest, knowledge sim&lt;br /&gt;Ashley --&gt; Family sim, pregnant with the third sim&lt;br /&gt;Preston --&gt; Popular sim... Chef wannabe&lt;br /&gt;Ashton --&gt; child sim, turning teen in 2 days...&lt;br /&gt;Fossil --&gt; just turn to a child sim...&lt;br /&gt;both of them got great grades =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW&lt;br /&gt;My sims is dead.. finally! (emily)&lt;br /&gt;died of old age, like 74? not so sure...&lt;br /&gt;then my family inherit money... hee&lt;br /&gt;Daughter Ashley 5000&lt;br /&gt;Son-in-law Preston 400 +&lt;br /&gt;Grandson Ashton 400 +&lt;br /&gt;Granddaughter Fossil 1200&lt;br /&gt;That's alot of money!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yeap this is my normal family...&lt;br /&gt;first time my sims actually die... usually i would use cheat&lt;br /&gt;Now Preston wants to get The mum-in-law back.. need to use the&lt;br /&gt;resurrect-o-nomitron.... but i don have....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm how ar................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-113275350488210358?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113275350488210358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=113275350488210358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/113275350488210358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/113275350488210358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/11/ash-family-normal-emily-eldest.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-113231823515928928</id><published>2005-11-18T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T20:50:35.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The feeling of DROPPING EVERYTHING and leave Singapore grew even stronger than before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-113231823515928928?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113231823515928928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=113231823515928928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/113231823515928928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/113231823515928928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/11/feeling-of-dropping-everything-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-113102131378646083</id><published>2005-11-03T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T20:35:13.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>muhahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;just had brownie with choco ice cream&lt;br /&gt;choco chips cookies&lt;br /&gt;chcolate milk shake&lt;br /&gt;and fresh fruits fondue....&lt;br /&gt;all homemake together with my friends at her house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yum yumm... so sinful..&lt;br /&gt;tml i shall fast... hee hee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muhahhaa.. when's the second round?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-113102131378646083?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113102131378646083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=113102131378646083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/113102131378646083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/113102131378646083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/11/muhahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-112883687365306256</id><published>2005-10-09T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T13:47:53.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One week of lessons has finally been over...&lt;br /&gt;Benny koh can be nice cos he is willing to give us his own version of 6ppt&lt;br /&gt;Wendy chia is a farny person, and also very friendly... But heard from Nal that she likes to ask tough question, if can ans her qns, then UT would be ez... hmmm&lt;br /&gt;Bob tan is great.. Nice dress sense for the first lessons we had with him...&lt;br /&gt;He treated us Chocolate.. yummy!..&lt;br /&gt;And the lessons is so relax.. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;Alvin teo aka My mentor.. Very smart, and very sloppy... ahah....&lt;br /&gt;but i heard from alot of ppl he like ppl with textbook, and if cant ans just say cant ans, don gek kiang pretent know the ans... and that's it, ur life in his lesson.... is over...  haha&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least is Nasha (did i get it correct?), her lesson also very relax and very ez, cos eveyone splits up the work, and we discuss as a class.. love it that way, At least i wont fall asleep.. hee hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this whole week, 2 of days we learned bout viruses and ur body immune defense, how it works....&lt;br /&gt;so naturally when i felt sick on fri night, hahah... those are the things that came into my mind.. hee hee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt get to go sentosa on sat.. =( but i went to pick up my IC.. so pretty...&lt;br /&gt;Guess this time, i wont bring it out.. just put it at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOday is sunday, while waiting for my mum to bring back my breakfast, i was looking at the front page of Straits Times.. And read a few sentences....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder wat is the use of blogging, is to share with other people ur point of view right? KEY word is share.. And most of the time, this is where we express ourself out.... What is the use of singapore freedom of speech corner? when we cant speak out freely? And just when we are able to blog, u stop our freedom of speech...&lt;br /&gt;Last last week, i was reading TOday, this writter wrote that he/she don really think is necessary that the 2 guys have to be jailled. Blogging is to write out wat ever you felt. The reader has he/she right not to read, and respect the writter's entry, after all IS the reader own personal view.....&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes i know what is singapore trying to do, to keep peace and harmony among races so that we wont have conflict... Wonder is there other way rather than jailling? Wat i felt is that the punishment is to harsh, just because they wrote out their own personal view out...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow our personal thoughts have been confined.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well back to my life...&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully next week would be a better week for me.... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112883687365306256?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112883687365306256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=112883687365306256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112883687365306256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112883687365306256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-week-of-lessons-has-finally-been.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-112756501184683171</id><published>2005-09-24T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T20:30:11.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is been 6 days since i last saw nesh...&lt;br /&gt;haha.. so long right? for me yes la..&lt;br /&gt;the longest we nv met was for 4 days, that was when i went for camp....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today he was really nice.. hee shop with me all the way...&lt;br /&gt;i saw balenciaga bag at hula and co.. abit ex.. 37...&lt;br /&gt;but auction is more ex.. &lt;br /&gt;pfft&lt;br /&gt;i feel like getting the new tamagochi series.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;so long nv play liaoz...&lt;br /&gt;saw it at toys 'r' us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i bought shawl... so cheapp must buy..lol.. 4 for 10 nia&lt;br /&gt;at lucky plaza.. but 4 is like alot right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i bought a new pair of shoes from bata.. also quite cheap la.. 19 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he dint bet today... hmm cos he has not confidence :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a bus down to somerset... these is wat i call lazy ppl... :P&lt;br /&gt;wanted to look ard john little, see if they have similar balenciaga bag.. but too bad nope..&lt;br /&gt;saw one nice shoe.. but abit not worth it... sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we head down to bugis...&lt;br /&gt;BUGIS CAFE LATTE SUX......&lt;br /&gt;oh well wat can i expect? the cheese cake also sux.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess wat? dear dear bought me a new jacket.. yeah.. im so suprise.. but yet im so happy... heee hee.... &lt;br /&gt;oki gtg back to his side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112756501184683171?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112756501184683171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=112756501184683171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112756501184683171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112756501184683171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/09/is-been-6-days-since-i-last-saw-nesh.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-112748743045663092</id><published>2005-09-23T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T22:57:10.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ANY ONE &lt;br /&gt;Who came across this blog.&lt;br /&gt;and have any tuition agency to recommend me....&lt;br /&gt;please tag at my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112748743045663092?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112748743045663092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=112748743045663092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112748743045663092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112748743045663092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/09/any-one-who-came-across-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-112653469985763736</id><published>2005-09-12T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T22:27:26.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a disappointment....&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden tell me u got school tml....&lt;br /&gt;bbbb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... but he promised to go with me on saturday....&lt;br /&gt;sad sad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baking boys are really delicious.... &lt;br /&gt;esp the chocolate fav... ah....&lt;br /&gt;so sinful&lt;br /&gt;but once u take a bite, u cant stop thinkin of it.. unless u don like chocolate..&lt;br /&gt;http://www.bakinboys.com.sg/index.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder when would i get to know where is my new class&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112653469985763736?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112653469985763736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=112653469985763736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112653469985763736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112653469985763736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-disappointment.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-112644741110315401</id><published>2005-09-11T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T22:03:31.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh god &lt;br /&gt;i think im now addicted to running..&lt;br /&gt;i am so glad...&lt;br /&gt;hee i went running yest. &lt;br /&gt;at night at 8..&lt;br /&gt;god, first time to run late a night...&lt;br /&gt;is so shiok..&lt;br /&gt;the wind and everything&lt;br /&gt;just tat is a little dark that's all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after running....&lt;br /&gt;im bout to go home...&lt;br /&gt;then i notice this guy in blue behind me...&lt;br /&gt;walk walk walk.&lt;br /&gt;at the traffic light about to cross, we stopped..&lt;br /&gt;when it was green man,he started to walk faster than i am..&lt;br /&gt;i kpo ma.. then i go see what he buy.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;but cant really see, guess is some shopping bags...&lt;br /&gt;then i still walk behind him&lt;br /&gt;when reached the coffee shop&lt;br /&gt;he walk thru the coffee shop&lt;br /&gt;i walk outside the cofffee shop making a bigger round..&lt;br /&gt;but we cross each other paths again at the mini mart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we cross the road again..&lt;br /&gt;this time im still behind him...&lt;br /&gt;i tot after the road. he walk all the way in straight direction..&lt;br /&gt;but he turn and walk under my block..&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;i guess he must be living the same block as me..&lt;br /&gt;and yes indeed.&lt;br /&gt;i tot he was going to take the lift..&lt;br /&gt;instead he continue to walk straigh...&lt;br /&gt;lol i tot he lives in one of those ground floor flats...&lt;br /&gt;*usually i would climb the stairs after running..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad.. he also head for the stairs...&lt;br /&gt;make it as if im some sort of pervert stalker...&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;so paiseh..&lt;br /&gt;he lives on the second floor, shit and he turns back to see who was walkin behind him all the while..&lt;br /&gt;i hope i don bump into him again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112644741110315401?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112644741110315401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=112644741110315401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112644741110315401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112644741110315401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-god-i-think-im-now-addicted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-112618965742135497</id><published>2005-09-08T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T22:27:37.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~!@#$%^&amp;*&lt;br /&gt;today there is this idiot woman who was talking to her son, and she call me an aunty!!!&lt;br /&gt;so the F***&lt;br /&gt;i maybe older than her son.. but im younger than her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbbb&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;i decided to go sun tan next tue... hmm first i must decide wat i want to wear... =)&lt;br /&gt;so bored... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really thinkin what i can do when i get out from rp.... i wish i can study forever lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112618965742135497?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112618965742135497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=112618965742135497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112618965742135497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112618965742135497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-there-is-this-idiot-woman-who.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-112601911257334250</id><published>2005-09-06T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T23:05:12.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/783422460.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this been a pair that i have always wanted to get...&lt;br /&gt;but no money&lt;br /&gt;hee..&lt;br /&gt;i don mind similar one...&lt;br /&gt;i have decided instead of sitting down here and thinkin where can i get a replica, i should go hunt for it...&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112601911257334250?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112601911257334250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=112601911257334250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112601911257334250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112601911257334250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-been-pair-that-i-have-always.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-112593225945054783</id><published>2005-09-05T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T22:57:39.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everyone...&lt;br /&gt;hmm where should i start my entry?&lt;br /&gt;oki lets start from last week&lt;br /&gt;last week was the last week of school, kinda like a slacking week for me..&lt;br /&gt;i skipped anatomy to celeb wendy's birthday..&lt;br /&gt;skip tue cos i too lazy to go and went back for test in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;forced myself to come on wed so that i can get the grade i needed it&lt;br /&gt;came for thur, cos is pract. like biochem module but not doing well wat to do?&lt;br /&gt;skipped ester class =P to give nesh a big suprise....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee on 2nd of sep..&lt;br /&gt;i woke up like damn early at ard 7.30 just to sms him so that he wont get suspiscious that i dint sms him..&lt;br /&gt;but i think i still half a sleep... i sms some cock things over...&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then woke up at 8.30 to sms him again&lt;br /&gt;and finally i woke up at 10..&lt;br /&gt;to get ready&lt;br /&gt;left the house at 11.30 to go over to IMM first...&lt;br /&gt;i was suppose to get a card and the cake&lt;br /&gt;but i was so caught up by window shopping&lt;br /&gt;damn&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but lucky enough i came to my senses and pick up his cake..&lt;br /&gt;went down to his school&lt;br /&gt;has no idea where the block is, only rem askin nicholas how to get there&lt;br /&gt;oh well i try my luck..&lt;br /&gt;but nicholas instructions were all wrong..&lt;br /&gt;ahah i mean partly wrong..&lt;br /&gt;i follows signs that point to lecture theater 50.. which i think is blook 50, to comfirm i sms him&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;then he told me go downslope then upslope&lt;br /&gt;is actually upslope then downslope&lt;br /&gt;at the upslope junction i could see bloock 54 then i ave no idea where to turn to..&lt;br /&gt;so i ask the guys who were walkin behind me..&lt;br /&gt;yea i got my directions&lt;br /&gt;when i reacheed there i call andrew his friend. he ask me to walk upslope&lt;br /&gt;again? lol&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea where is it&lt;br /&gt;so he has to come annc pick me up&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;reach his office..&lt;br /&gt;got another friend to smuggle the pressent back to the class first.&lt;br /&gt;while i set up the cake and candle..&lt;br /&gt;and they off the lights and sang him birthday song&lt;br /&gt;he was so shocked.. he thought i went to school =P&lt;br /&gt;hee&lt;br /&gt;so fun so happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday we went out to celeb, haha we cant decide wat to eat&lt;br /&gt;so we went billy bombers..&lt;br /&gt;and i think we made a wrong choice..&lt;br /&gt;we ordered the set meal that consists of the MC chicken, soup, root beer, and dessert&lt;br /&gt;and the chicken was like half cook, not sure is it their style..&lt;br /&gt;but it wasnt out sytle&lt;br /&gt;and i wasted food.. sorry&lt;br /&gt;i bought 2 new earrings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was a slacky day&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;i slpt at home the whole day&lt;br /&gt;and at night watched the "a date with the vampire 3"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;first thing, we went to get my IC replaced&lt;br /&gt;i have to tell them it was pickpocket&lt;br /&gt;i aint sure it is or did i lost it..&lt;br /&gt;oh well they made me pay 60 instead of 100..&lt;br /&gt;and i have to come and collect another day?&lt;br /&gt;sianz..&lt;br /&gt;and i bought a new necklace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/lala.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw it the other day at topshop in orchard was like 33 for it?&lt;br /&gt;i dint wanna buy cos is not worth it&lt;br /&gt;and was suprise that when i came over to suntech branch it was like selling for 16?&lt;br /&gt;i kinda have this feeling that different stores sells at different price&lt;br /&gt;i have this bangle that i bought at 50% off at the price of 8 dollars&lt;br /&gt;another shop was selling at a discounted price too but is 11 dollars&lt;br /&gt;and one shop selling at the actual price 16 dollars..&lt;br /&gt;hmmmph..&lt;br /&gt;moral of this is to check the other stores before buying =)&lt;br /&gt;we also went and watched the red eye..&lt;br /&gt;wasnt that nice, quite disappointing...&lt;br /&gt;sad&lt;br /&gt;went jogging today for 12 mins&lt;br /&gt;my aim was 20 mins&lt;br /&gt;end up working the rest of the time&lt;br /&gt;to make up for it, i climbed the stairs..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml would be another great day&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112593225945054783?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112593225945054783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=112593225945054783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112593225945054783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112593225945054783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/09/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-112445513258846467</id><published>2005-08-19T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T20:38:52.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want a tattooo.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/nicole_richie_barefoot.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something like this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112445513258846467?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112445513258846467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=112445513258846467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112445513258846467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112445513258846467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-want-tattooo.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-112445500944459641</id><published>2005-08-19T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T20:36:49.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;im so tired...&lt;br /&gt;is been a long time since i had nap..&lt;br /&gt;wahohoo...&lt;br /&gt;oh well class was pretty interesting and ez today..&lt;br /&gt;as we had only 4 teams..&lt;br /&gt;esther,  she drew a tree with 4 branches on the board.&lt;br /&gt;and ask each team to write down what we want to present and make into one presentation..&lt;br /&gt;hee..&lt;br /&gt;since we were sitting so near to the board.. :P&lt;br /&gt;we ask devin to go grab the markers first...&lt;br /&gt;haha kinda play cheat...&lt;br /&gt;and we wrote first..&lt;br /&gt;it was the easiest..&lt;br /&gt;descibe what each part of the tree means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using a genetics programn,&lt;br /&gt;to draw up the relationship between human, chimps and gorilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/Presentation2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;most of the time im playin neopets...&lt;br /&gt;so bored ma..&lt;br /&gt;then so lazy to dress up...&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;then veenaa had a manicure...&lt;br /&gt;phew.. luckily i dint went..&lt;br /&gt;is totally sux to the core...&lt;br /&gt;bleah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther came at 2pm...&lt;br /&gt;we can actually end pretty early like 230?&lt;br /&gt;haha.. but we chatted (whole class) till like 3?&lt;br /&gt;hee...&lt;br /&gt;then we start our presentation...&lt;br /&gt;and 3.30 we had ended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i left....&lt;br /&gt;together with Jacitha..&lt;br /&gt;i found out she has a cool job..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;she actually helping her band instructor to conduct in the saint therassa band...&lt;br /&gt;ahah... kewlness man.....&lt;br /&gt;Last time Eugene also being hired by Brandon..&lt;br /&gt;to come back and teach our section...&lt;br /&gt;miss those days...&lt;br /&gt;BUT i miss mickey the most....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112445500944459641?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112445500944459641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=112445500944459641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112445500944459641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112445500944459641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/08/yawn-im-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-112437721298266108</id><published>2005-08-18T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T23:00:13.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Hi...&lt;br /&gt;Today we skipped class...&lt;br /&gt;hohoho.. biochem classs...&lt;br /&gt;the leo is damn cock today...&lt;br /&gt;had genetics UT today after that, till 11 the leo was down.. cannot view the workplace at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so comming to 11, i pack up and left the class.&lt;br /&gt;with yy, meiyan, jacitha, veena and azu...&lt;br /&gt;we went marina square....&lt;br /&gt;and had NYDC for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;I had all american oven backed rice..&lt;br /&gt;seriously i think the rice is nicer than the pasta...&lt;br /&gt;hoho..&lt;br /&gt;and the oreo obsession cheeze cake is heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the late afternoon, most of them need to go back to sch for CCA..&lt;br /&gt;so i went and find my dear..&lt;br /&gt;huggies him hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am glad sat is comming....&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112437721298266108?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112437721298266108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=112437721298266108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112437721298266108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112437721298266108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/08/hi-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-112425678155650256</id><published>2005-08-17T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T13:34:40.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello peeps...&lt;br /&gt;My melie bianco was here yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/Picture39.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so happy... i want another gold one. ppout..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday&lt;br /&gt;i bring mum to see doc, her asthma seems bad...&lt;br /&gt;but it was interesting to tag along..&lt;br /&gt;she has to blow into this spirometer...&lt;br /&gt;i have seen one in the lab...&lt;br /&gt;but the one in his clinic is really small&lt;br /&gt;it doest print the graph, just some reading on the spirometer...&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden i am so proud that i took biomedical science...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala..&lt;br /&gt;i want a pair of mules...&lt;br /&gt;but i have no idea where to get a nice pair...&lt;br /&gt;ppoouut..&lt;br /&gt;i want so many things...&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/trinapoon-img430x350-gojane_1846_11.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this nice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112425678155650256?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112425678155650256/comments/default' title='Post 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type='html'>http://summerbelle.com/preorder.htm&lt;br /&gt;o0o they have it in gold..&lt;br /&gt;finally...&lt;br /&gt;so tempting...&lt;br /&gt;i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today our team has the least amount of slides..&lt;br /&gt;is anatomy but yet we have so little slides..&lt;br /&gt;unbelievable..&lt;br /&gt;13 slides !!!&lt;br /&gt;hee..&lt;br /&gt;oh well everyone was in the mood of studyin biochemistry..&lt;br /&gt;i so scare it going to be diff.. hope it would not be the same as biochem 3..&lt;br /&gt;diff.. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now jim tan is going through 6 ppt. and guess wat i have the 6th ppt already&lt;br /&gt;nei ni nei ni poo poo..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;and i think he is thinkin i am typing down but the fact is i am writing my blog.&lt;br /&gt;haha. so mean of me right?&lt;br /&gt;oh well that man don wanna meet me..&lt;br /&gt;so mean sia...&lt;br /&gt;cos wanna do some project for his IS class.&lt;br /&gt;pout cant image 2 guys in a team only doing project..&lt;br /&gt;GAY..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. oppsy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to bags again...&lt;br /&gt;haha shld i get it?&lt;br /&gt;but seriously i think i shouldnt spend so much money on bag. i think i had spent enough on them&lt;br /&gt;i think it should be time where i divert my attention to shoes and bottom.&lt;br /&gt;reallly been a long time since i bought new shoes.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;but im so lazy this days...&lt;br /&gt;haho haho....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. i thik is time i pay a little attention to the class..&lt;br /&gt;cya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112409042852313730?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112409042852313730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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self..&lt;br /&gt;u know&lt;br /&gt;i am into bags again&lt;br /&gt;whaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/star-style-2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this another bag i am thinkin of getting&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but i think sg is selling so ex.&lt;br /&gt;when i was surfing the hk or tw auction, they have the bags too!!!&lt;br /&gt;and converts back to sg dollar is only less than 20&lt;br /&gt;but sg raise it up to like 50 plus?&lt;br /&gt;pfft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well&lt;br /&gt;i am thinking of makin this top&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/snowflakes_216-img600x450-queen2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh today really shld be a studyin day for me not a surfing net day..&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112403409360978753?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112403409360978753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=112403409360978753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112403409360978753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112403409360978753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/08/first-thing-first-i-think-i-am-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-112399754738671170</id><published>2005-08-14T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T13:32:27.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.funnyhub.com/videos/page.cgi/einstein-the-bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smart bird... catch this video clip&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112399754738671170?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112399754738671170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=112399754738671170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112394793346075186?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112394793346075186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=112394793346075186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112394793346075186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112394793346075186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-think-this-t-is-so-melissa-httppage.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-112394460656451144</id><published>2005-08-13T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T22:50:06.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Home sweet home.. this is where I belong..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Haha. I am so glad I am at home now..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My legs are so sore.. is so different..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like if i am shopping, I don feel leg sore.. but today is so different. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I did enjoyed myself in the heritage tour.. GOT 3NDA..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hee I think mine ce points is bout to finished.. yeah…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I saw ling fong today, she also came and participated..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Damn my leg has a burning sensation now. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;At one of our last few stops..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We had to stop by this art museum,&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I ask the person for the questions slip, she gave me one with answer&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was like hmm? Got answer already lehz..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then she said oki lo, then u just copy into the booklet, so that I can give u the chop..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We took a lot of pictures along the way, which may explain why we were so slow…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh yea…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I SAW SAMMY at final stopover..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Weee &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Although is only a few seconds.. but is nice seeing him&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He wore dark colors.. heard his band was playin there.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then Azu told me something bad about him..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He made her gf (malay) pregnant I nv marry her..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wonder why..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Seems like a bad boy..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But who cares?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It did not happens on me..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Plus I have my Scooby doo by. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh well..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Before going to school. I met my Scooby doo.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mucky him.. hee.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We went suntech.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I had subway.. it always taste better then ever.. haha.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I bought one Minnie top.. haha a little childish.. but I enjoy right? =P&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then we went topshop, supposing looking for Michelle Bday present…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I started to look for clothes that can fits me..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Haha so in the end I bought one more top.. and another for Michelle.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Happy Birthday to u too…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just now I was watching channel 8, missing..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kinda scary..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This middle age woman went out, then nv came back..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am so scared that one day it would happen to me…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;=(&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mummy not home yet..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She went visit her friend at bedok..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So far from here..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I kinda feel worry for her too..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Peace out..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Love mummy…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112394460656451144?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112394460656451144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=112394460656451144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112394460656451144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112394460656451144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/08/home-sweet-home.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-112385480587348322</id><published>2005-08-12T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T21:56:32.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have u seen Paris hilton's Carl's jr ad??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. u shld catch it.. is really sexy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.carlsjr.com/ontv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after watchin her video..&lt;br /&gt;watch this&lt;br /&gt;http://www.accolo.com/Accolo-Rethink-Recruiting.wmv&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what is the conclusion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/spicy_paris_and_fat_guy.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112385480587348322?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112385480587348322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=112385480587348322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112385480587348322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112385480587348322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/08/have-u-seen-paris-hiltons-carls-jr-ad.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-112364417902629635</id><published>2005-08-10T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T11:22:59.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/47443.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o0oo..&lt;br /&gt;What u all think of this bag?&lt;br /&gt;Nice and vintage right?&lt;br /&gt;but too bad the only thing i don like the bag is the strap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose to be studyin for friday test..&lt;br /&gt;but i am slackin now.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;im just too lazy to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;hohoho..&lt;br /&gt;i MUST go study now...&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112364417902629635?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112364417902629635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=112364417902629635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112364417902629635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112364417902629635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/08/o0oo.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-112359035339701749</id><published>2005-08-09T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T20:25:53.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello&lt;br /&gt;Been a long time since i last blog...&lt;br /&gt;HoHoHo...&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy.... i getting my Melie Bianco Bag....&lt;br /&gt;weeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/tanjyi75-img600x321-ringbag2_758x40.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/tanjyi75-img600x367-fashionflairs2_.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be worn in 3 manner...&lt;br /&gt;cos the strap is detachable .. And it comes with 1 big and 2 small rings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next bag i wanted to get is ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/meliebianco.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i cant decide the color...&lt;br /&gt;And the price for this bag is steeper...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well i was also thinkin of getting this in gold...&lt;br /&gt;This color isnt so bad... hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/siruz_rain-img500x376-goldconv.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well i going off to see shooting star...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112359035339701749?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112359035339701749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=112359035339701749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112359035339701749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112359035339701749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello-been-long-time-since-i-last-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-112126019534762693</id><published>2005-07-13T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T21:11:06.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>German Legend</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="760"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ebce78" width="6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td bgcolor="#efece7" width="6"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/image/dot.gif" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td width="10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td class="v_small" id="Content" valign="top"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="v_medium"&gt;Granny grows tired of prostitution at age 63&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b class="v7"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; (Agencies)&lt;br /&gt;Updated: 2005-07-13 13:35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;!--enpcontent--&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A Berlin grandmother who has worked the city's diplomatic quarter as a prostitute for the last 49 years plans to retire when she turns 64 next year, according to Germany's Bild newspaper. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Even though prostitutes were forced to leave the area after the Berlin Wall, fell because dead-end streets in the downtrodden district were re-connected to east Berlin and property values surged, Renate Dolle was allowed to stay, Bild said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"I've got a lot of regular clients," the blonde woman told the newspaper, pictured wearing a short red mini skirt and high-heeled white boots as she stood near the Japanese embassy. She said she charges 30 euros ($36) and on good nights she has four to five clients. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"I'm going to stop at 64 and retire," said Dolle, whose husband drops her off for work each night after the television evening news and who has a nine-year-old granddaughter. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She is one of 10,000 prostitutes in Berlin and 400,000 in Germany, where prostitution is legal. Dolle said she tried to work in a popular red light district nearby recently but was chased away by younger competitors. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"What do you want here, you old whore, get lost," Dolle said they shouted at  her. "What did I ever do to them?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-112126019534762693?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/112126019534762693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=112126019534762693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112126019534762693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/112126019534762693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/07/german-legend.html' title='German Legend'/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-111962206914740750</id><published>2005-06-24T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T22:07:49.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala...&lt;br /&gt;i am a frickle minded person...&lt;br /&gt;hohoho..&lt;br /&gt;even though i may be doin science now..&lt;br /&gt;but i don know am i doing it right?&lt;br /&gt;part of me like the feeling of understanding of anatomy and drugs and genetics.&lt;br /&gt;but the other part of me wants me to be someone else..&lt;br /&gt;which i also dont know if i cam cut for it.&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;mango sales are on.. but this time i aint interested.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and school going to starts next week, i am so not looking forward but at the same time i am still looking to it tooo.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant wait to have my own hse....&lt;br /&gt;right now i think i will continue to searching for myself.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway bat begins is nice.. caught it last sunday, haha now then i feel like talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;is a 2 hrs and 20 min show...&lt;br /&gt;i finally know how he came about...&lt;br /&gt;all along i tot he and spiderman was the same, bitten by spider or bats..&lt;br /&gt;but this show will tell u, he backgd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next show would be wars of the world.&lt;br /&gt;till then...&lt;br /&gt;cheers....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-111962206914740750?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/111962206914740750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=111962206914740750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/111962206914740750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/111962206914740750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/06/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-111918918993506157</id><published>2005-06-19T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T21:55:18.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=(&lt;br /&gt;the white and pure skirt that make me look so innocent and angelic is now gone...&lt;br /&gt;i curesd upon the kian beng, though we were taught to forgive and forget..&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;i don know which idiot come and steal my skirt from my house laundry outside.&lt;br /&gt;-pout-&lt;br /&gt;so mean right?&lt;br /&gt;i think he/she used my house mop to read for the bambo sia..&lt;br /&gt;so mean..&lt;br /&gt;if i seen anyone who wear that skirt&lt;br /&gt;i will pull the hair..&lt;br /&gt;make sure i pull ur skrt down too..&lt;br /&gt;or even walk up and asked, nice skirt. where did u steal it from? !@#$%^&amp;*&lt;br /&gt;i only wear it less than 5 times...&lt;br /&gt;-pfft-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously i don really facny guess bags..&lt;br /&gt;but cos this bag is so nice..&lt;br /&gt;i thought might as well get it..&lt;br /&gt;hey i din know that guess bag quality so lousy..&lt;br /&gt;the first and second bag both have defect.&lt;br /&gt;now the third bag that seems all so perfect.&lt;br /&gt;but not so...&lt;br /&gt;has loose threads and the zipper pull is gone! OMG. i don know where it went..&lt;br /&gt;!@#$%^&amp;amp;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess is not my day...&lt;br /&gt;but i will still look out for the stealer..&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-111918918993506157?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/111918918993506157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=111918918993506157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/111918918993506157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/111918918993506157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/06/white-and-pure-skirt-that-make-me-look.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-111849204928558135</id><published>2005-06-11T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T20:14:09.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wazzzup...&lt;br /&gt;is so hot now adays....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;happy 365 days to neshie..&lt;br /&gt;u *scReaMz* at Me today... pfft..&lt;br /&gt;hate u...&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;he got his E398..&lt;br /&gt;but i think the handphone batt abit cock sia..&lt;br /&gt;like keep stuck there...&lt;br /&gt;then very hard to take it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went and watched Mr and Mrs smith...&lt;br /&gt;ermz.. no comment.. not really that nice la..&lt;br /&gt;is 2 hours..&lt;br /&gt;so it helps to kill time..&lt;br /&gt;hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermz... wanan wished flona and her darling happy 365 days too....&lt;br /&gt;hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ros and wendy's erm erm happy birthday...&lt;br /&gt;darly and veena's bithday also coming..&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day i saw min ping and wan ting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and.. singapore is so boring..&lt;br /&gt;i think i need financial planning for myself..&lt;br /&gt;i am always broke cos i am always over spending it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need to do my pilates..&lt;br /&gt;if not i really growing sidewards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help... i still haven started studyin for my UT..&lt;br /&gt;bish*&lt;br /&gt;i don wanna flunk it man...&lt;br /&gt;better get some real studying going on..&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;br /&gt;peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-111849204928558135?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/111849204928558135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=111849204928558135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/111849204928558135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/111849204928558135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/06/wazzzup.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-111819840953317019</id><published>2005-06-08T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T10:43:12.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;PeTrInA....&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;actually i should be the one saying sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;well please don take that entry to heart.. i was just merely venting my anger....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;perhaps i really don know u very well, that causes me to react stupidly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;sorry for calling u names as well.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;and please take ur promise back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;after all u and neshie are still good friends from OI.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;why waste it coz i was petty?  and me making a fuss over it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;oh well.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;u take care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-111819840953317019?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/111819840953317019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=111819840953317019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/111819840953317019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/111819840953317019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/06/to-petrina.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-111798689598071991</id><published>2005-06-05T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T23:54:55.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hihi…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is my last year of my life starting with “1” SO SAD….. I am aging… oh no..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well………&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am really happy today… simple but blissful. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;First of all.. I wanna thank the whole of bunch of ts0210…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;They were so sweet..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I got my first present… a teddy bear with a birthday cake.. hee (thanks mel)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And a birthday card written by many ppl… thank u…..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;U know I am very impatient.. I actually force nesh to give me the present on Saturday..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Haha.. I did try my luck earlier on.. but he insisted on giving me on Sunday. =(&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well.. on Saturday nite, I went to bed like 1030? Ahha. So boring right? I was really tired, and furthermore he has project to do… &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lala.. and I woke up like 730 in the morning. Hee..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then I checked my phone, couple of peeps had already sms me to wish me happy birthday.. Where is my dear? Was a little pissed with him… haah..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I try to call him, but he dint pick up. Hee.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I sms him, so wat u gonna get for my second present (see I told u I was impatient)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He said the bag.. oh well I am fine with it..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I asked him, what time u slept last night? He said 2..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Haha… there I go questioning him why he never wishes me, when the whole world had…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And apparently is my fault.. wahha..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He said he call me at 12 on my phone…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I asked him what u want?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He said, happy birthday dear.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I said, thank you.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He said, u wanna sleep is it?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I said, yea..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He said, oki… bubbye..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I just hang up like this… must have broken his heart. Haha..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I don rem all this… omg… I really ave bad memory… the only thing I can rem is I was happily in dream land..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I met him, he gave me a ross.. haha.. after 359 days…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And on the bus, as I open up the dolly girl perfume set (it wasn’t Elizabeth Aden, he lied)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There were a perfume, a shower form, a body lotion.. as I was about to keep the things back….&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He said still got one more thing inside.. I saw something black… I tot it was an anna sui mirror.. haha.. but it was a fossil watch.. omg.. I was really shocked… &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I don know why I cried… haah..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I am really happy dear…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thanks&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Muackz!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-111798689598071991?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/111798689598071991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=111798689598071991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/111798689598071991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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laptop fan is spoil..&lt;br /&gt;kinda farny to see him bring this silver thing, that got 3 fans attached to it...&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;erm.... i miss eating soupy soupy soup... haha can put chilli padi... so nice and spicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe now adays i like canto songs... they are great..&lt;br /&gt;i think cos my bro...&lt;br /&gt;i rem that is once, when i am slpin he play this hai kuo tiang kong so loudly!!...&lt;br /&gt;and woke me up... and the song is really nice...&lt;br /&gt;and i din realize that he also send me 2 other beyond songs which is so nice too!!!&lt;br /&gt;but too bad i cant understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yest i finally found the song that i have been wantin to want..&lt;br /&gt;i keep searching under the name tian huo.&lt;br /&gt;little did i realize is actually is xia ke zhan tian huo...&lt;br /&gt;alot of difference!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i finally got the song!!!&lt;br /&gt;wee...&lt;br /&gt;another thing why i like beyond, is cos of the guitar&lt;br /&gt;:P is so nice, inside...&lt;br /&gt;like guns and roses, the nov rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm... i had lots of food today... hee...&lt;br /&gt;yummy&lt;br /&gt;2 more days to hols~~~ weee....&lt;br /&gt;muackz my dear....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-111762813865711191?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/111762813865711191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=111762813865711191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/111762813865711191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/111762813865711191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-111728755501081227</id><published>2005-05-28T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T21:39:15.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wasssuppp!!!&lt;br /&gt;today kenny was early...&lt;br /&gt;finally..&lt;br /&gt;well, we went tao pa yao..&lt;br /&gt;on the way he plead to get down at clementi.. pfft... i know wat u did.. hee&lt;br /&gt;well, we went on with the journey...&lt;br /&gt;to tao pa yao...&lt;br /&gt;cos he wants to sell his phone..&lt;br /&gt;well.. at i-mobile..&lt;br /&gt;i saw a pink mitsubishi...&lt;br /&gt;i asked how much is it..&lt;br /&gt;hee&lt;br /&gt;and it is 190....&lt;br /&gt;it got the scratches that i make&lt;br /&gt;hee..&lt;br /&gt;and also the scree can shift!!!!....&lt;br /&gt;kinda misses it... hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after that we went orchard...&lt;br /&gt;went heeren to see the bag.. but it wasnt on discount..&lt;br /&gt;than we went&lt;br /&gt;M1&lt;br /&gt;he was so tempted to sign up a new plan&lt;br /&gt;we i really don want him to burden himself with another plan...&lt;br /&gt;than we head tangs&lt;br /&gt;hee... almost wanted to buy the tangerine shoes..&lt;br /&gt;but luckily i dint.. i managed to save it up... heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went the third floor.. to see the guys stuff..&lt;br /&gt;wow dear the puma haven 20% discount..&lt;br /&gt;again... i almost wanted to buy the leather puma bag..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;it is really nice.. and got 20%&lt;br /&gt;luckily, he told me too guyish....&lt;br /&gt;but stil i got a wristband for myself...&lt;br /&gt;we were there seeing the bags&lt;br /&gt;between this jamaia, the black leather puma and brown fat puma..&lt;br /&gt;couldnt make up our mind..&lt;br /&gt;even the sales ppl also don wanan be bother about us..&lt;br /&gt;and he cant make up the decision whether the bag will fit his laptop..&lt;br /&gt;-.-||&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to go see if there is a laptop at the electronice section.. hee&lt;br /&gt;we saw this hello kitty cam... is so adorable..&lt;br /&gt;than than.. we found some display laptops..&lt;br /&gt;but there is no toshiba..&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;we still try to use it as a measurement&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;than the sales person came..&lt;br /&gt;and ask how can he help&lt;br /&gt;we say is oki... just seeeing&lt;br /&gt;but he still stood there..&lt;br /&gt;wahah&lt;br /&gt;so i turn and told him the truth..&lt;br /&gt;actually we are using ur laptop to guage how big the lap top is&lt;br /&gt;and see if it can fit the puma bag we wanted to buy&lt;br /&gt;the guy was stunned....&lt;br /&gt;and -.-|||&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still he cant make up his mind..&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;so we had to walk to tangling mall.. to look at the le coq sportif..&lt;br /&gt;cos there has the design he want..&lt;br /&gt;is really far..&lt;br /&gt;we can actually take bus..&lt;br /&gt;but i actually wanted to walk&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;so i cant complain..&lt;br /&gt;on da way... i had haagen dazs tiramisu ice cream..&lt;br /&gt;delicious..&lt;br /&gt;still the tangling is really far..&lt;br /&gt;ahah...&lt;br /&gt;i asked him wanna go Man-U shop to see?&lt;br /&gt;hee&lt;br /&gt;he said no..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i knew it..&lt;br /&gt;act loyal to liverpool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess wat?&lt;br /&gt;he dint buy the le coq sportif..&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;but this time, we take bus back..&lt;br /&gt;cannot tahan liaoz..&lt;br /&gt;ahha&lt;br /&gt;so we back to tangs..&lt;br /&gt;is the same sale person&lt;br /&gt;whaha..&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;erm..&lt;br /&gt;than&lt;br /&gt;he cant decide which color..&lt;br /&gt;god!!!! so indecisive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he fianlly got his JAMAICA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wee..&lt;br /&gt;we can finally leave in peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm... than we went taka....&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;actually i just wanan go there get some water or something...&lt;br /&gt;hee..&lt;br /&gt;but end up getting something else for myself...&lt;br /&gt;hee...&lt;br /&gt;we went guess..&lt;br /&gt;dear was lookin at the jeans..&lt;br /&gt;there is sinful, daredevil, fit, dream...&lt;br /&gt;he said i fit into the sinful category...&lt;br /&gt;haha.. always buy liaoz.. than feel guilty..&lt;br /&gt;ahah..&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;i am so tired&lt;br /&gt;i saw how indecisive dear can be..&lt;br /&gt;at IMM, giant&lt;br /&gt;he mum asked him to pick up some groceries on his way home..&lt;br /&gt;so we were getting eggs..&lt;br /&gt;his mum like pasa eggs..&lt;br /&gt;there don have..&lt;br /&gt;and he like die die also wanna find..&lt;br /&gt;we don have means don have... pfft&lt;br /&gt;than he call his dad, his dad said anyting would be fine..&lt;br /&gt;so he started to choose eggs....&lt;br /&gt;he very ma fan lehz..&lt;br /&gt;got sai one... he don want&lt;br /&gt;is oki.. i understand..&lt;br /&gt;but when the egg got so many dots.. he said mutated..&lt;br /&gt;cannot take&lt;br /&gt;-.-|||&lt;br /&gt;hate u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knock off~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-111728755501081227?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/111728755501081227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=111728755501081227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/111728755501081227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/111728755501081227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/05/wasssuppp-today-kenny-was-early.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-111724370396862484</id><published>2005-05-28T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T09:28:23.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can say i am lucky shit..... haha&lt;br /&gt;yest the wallet attempt to leave me again...&lt;br /&gt;well i cant rem how i drop it..... no collection at all!&lt;br /&gt;i was so lucky, when this lady point to the floor at my foot...&lt;br /&gt;i tot it was something that drops out from my book!&lt;br /&gt;well.. that thing looks farmiliar..&lt;br /&gt;hee&lt;br /&gt;but the moment i pick it out and claim is mine....&lt;br /&gt;sort off i feel they don believe it!!!&lt;br /&gt;whahah..&lt;br /&gt;well i am so lucky..&lt;br /&gt;this is the third time in the month..... haha..&lt;br /&gt;i was only unluck at the first time =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well me and small ass. when shopping yest.. haha&lt;br /&gt;i practically force him to try alot of things...&lt;br /&gt;hee... he gimme this o.O look haha....&lt;br /&gt;haix.. he doenst look nice in pink...&lt;br /&gt;wasted...&lt;br /&gt;well u know the topshop male fitting room...&lt;br /&gt;well the gers cannot go in..&lt;br /&gt;so i stood outside..&lt;br /&gt;hee&lt;br /&gt;leaning on the so called wall...&lt;br /&gt;and as i wanna move..&lt;br /&gt;my bag got stuck at the fake wall...&lt;br /&gt;-.-|||&lt;br /&gt;god... and no one sees it..&lt;br /&gt;but i cant pull it out!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;whahah..&lt;br /&gt;until i asked the sales ger and guy&lt;br /&gt;could this be open..&lt;br /&gt;they look suspicious.. and gimme a ya...&lt;br /&gt;well so i lean forward a little and show them..&lt;br /&gt;wahha..&lt;br /&gt;feel so farny.. bag also can get stuck one..&lt;br /&gt;the hole quite small&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw claire yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;as i was talkin to her...(she has 2 friend beside)&lt;br /&gt;i can heard another person replyin on my right&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i turned&lt;br /&gt;it was xiu li...&lt;br /&gt;haha i din see her...&lt;br /&gt;hohoho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i saw tina too..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;and i go call her ina&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;well seems like everyone is doin fine....&lt;br /&gt;so happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. my ngee wah fac is really nice..&lt;br /&gt;she say she allow us to submit late rj to her..&lt;br /&gt;she willl post it on the individual comments so we can read ours rj..&lt;br /&gt;so sweet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest we order mac .... hhoho&lt;br /&gt;we went outside class to makan...&lt;br /&gt;so farny... that class got ppl attending class sia..&lt;br /&gt;and we happily sat down and eat..&lt;br /&gt;anyway that class only got 5 ppl i think&lt;br /&gt;is the retake module..&lt;br /&gt;hoho..&lt;br /&gt;as i ented the classroom&lt;br /&gt;i can smell mango smell&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;and jacinta and umesh can think that it actually came from outside the window..&lt;br /&gt;its actually here, right beside me..&lt;br /&gt;and throughout the 1st and 2nd meeting.. it helps my stomach to secrest enzymes...&lt;br /&gt;cos it smells really nice....&lt;br /&gt;yummy...&lt;br /&gt;oki.. i going to bath....&lt;br /&gt;going out soonn..&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-111724370396862484?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/111724370396862484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=111724370396862484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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double mc spicy burger....&lt;br /&gt;god, i cant actually visually myself putting all those food into my stomach&lt;br /&gt;pat pat stomach, liver, kidney.... take ur time to digest.....&lt;br /&gt;we went and stroll around tangling mall also known as "the mall that i always cant rem the name"&lt;br /&gt;dear dear wanna buy this le coq sportif bag, so am I!... hahah&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i don know to buy anot.. i quite like the capacity of the bag..&lt;br /&gt;don know should i buy it for sch?&lt;br /&gt;but sch, also no need to buy so nice one...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;at the same time, i want a new wallet, after the lost of my le sport sac...&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;it was really so nice... and i really loving it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ganster don know how to act... from ciara OH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ truth is... i never got over u... hee~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-6998859.post-111703456055389865</id><published>2005-05-25T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T23:22:40.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>call my paranoid&lt;br /&gt;i don care&lt;br /&gt;for all i know,&lt;br /&gt;the death of all brave insects,&lt;br /&gt;who risk their life crawling into my room,&lt;br /&gt;will be send to hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first brave soldier was found on the wall..&lt;br /&gt;"pia" it was killed by me within seconds...&lt;br /&gt;is oki to see the first one ard...&lt;br /&gt;cos insects are everywhere&lt;br /&gt;second soldier the biggest among them...&lt;br /&gt;crawling ard my photoframe.&lt;br /&gt;with wings that can fly~~~&lt;br /&gt;1, 2, 3 u are gone too..&lt;br /&gt;third tiny insects,&lt;br /&gt;lied helplessly on the floor..&lt;br /&gt;that was easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i cant stand the side of all this insects&lt;br /&gt;it just make me feel disgusted.....&lt;br /&gt;i will feel as if they are millions of them out there&lt;br /&gt;hidding in my room&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the oppotunity to come and kill me..&lt;br /&gt;i will have this feelin they are all over my body&lt;br /&gt;paranoid u can call!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don have insect repellent at home&lt;br /&gt;=( only got mosquitoe repellent&lt;br /&gt;+sadden+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took the repellent...&lt;br /&gt;muhha..&lt;br /&gt;saving my own self!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took the repellent&lt;br /&gt;spray under my table... over my table&lt;br /&gt;under my bed&lt;br /&gt;all over the window&lt;br /&gt;at corners of the room&lt;br /&gt;behind the door&lt;br /&gt;behind the cupboard&lt;br /&gt;on the aircon ( i really don know why i spray there)&lt;br /&gt;above my wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;at my doorstair (in case they came in by there)&lt;br /&gt;under the coffee table&lt;br /&gt;the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;the kitchen windows&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the smell is so strong =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so scare they hide themselves somewhere and build a condo, or bungalow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant afford them here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen up.... the death of this creepy crawlies would be right at my door step....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: i really don need u all to come and pay me a visit...&lt;br /&gt;i like to be lonely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-111703456055389865?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/111703456055389865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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today, and i took 20 mins from my home to reach clementi station.... so long!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH well......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft to all LIVRRPOOL fans&lt;br /&gt;i hope u they don win... hee hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melissa don pin too much hope la.....&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;to dear, save ur money la.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECK-HAM is e best... awww so charming... hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want that le coq sportif bag..... hee hee i don mind that guess bag, but that model abit old liaoz....&lt;br /&gt;school is freaking boring....&lt;br /&gt;one more week only!!! goodnesss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abercrombie i still love u... hee heee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gers out there, hang on!!! don spend first.. the GSS is coming soon... don waste ur few bucks!!! it can buy u a cup of starbucks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml is anatomy ~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-6998859.post-111685151951325253</id><published>2005-05-23T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T20:31:59.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; any moment anything can change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;to all people out there,&lt;br /&gt;just take note that,&lt;br /&gt;the memories u shared with the special person&lt;br /&gt;might not be the same as what u had.&lt;br /&gt;our mind capture different things compare to the other,&lt;br /&gt;mins later,&lt;br /&gt;2 person with their own set of memories&lt;br /&gt;from the same event. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;thus, when quarrelling, it gets so tiring as u are saying the part u had rem,&lt;br /&gt;arguing with some one whom with the other part.&lt;br /&gt;there's where u have to sit down and listen to both side of the stories&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;it seems like in life, we never get to cross each other path...&lt;br /&gt;u and me, parallel path. walkin just side by side&lt;br /&gt;trying to get pass with our life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;the person who knows u the best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;not necessary be the person who was the closest to u.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;most of the time,&lt;br /&gt;we lead our life wearing a mask&lt;br /&gt;as we age,&lt;br /&gt;we are non-longer ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;we live each day,&lt;br /&gt;trying to please others,&lt;br /&gt;we had forgotten who we are.&lt;br /&gt;we had forgotten how we first cried,&lt;br /&gt;how we had lived in a world w/o strangers.&lt;br /&gt;at the end of our life,&lt;br /&gt;we are nothing but a plastic. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;in fact,  we are nothig but just a great drama mama queen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-111685151951325253?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-6998859.post-110614678374167674</id><published>2005-01-19T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T22:59:43.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mockingbird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt; I know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now&lt;br /&gt; But hey, what daddy always tell you?&lt;br /&gt; Straighten up little soldier&lt;br /&gt; Stiffen up that upper lip&lt;br /&gt; What you crying about?&lt;br /&gt; You got me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hailie I know you miss your mom and I know you miss your dad&lt;br /&gt; Well I'm gone but I'm trying to give you the life that I never had&lt;br /&gt; I can see you're sad, even when you smile, even when you laugh&lt;br /&gt; I can see it in your eyes, deep inside you want to cry&lt;br /&gt; Cuz you're scared, I ain't there?&lt;br /&gt; Daddy's with you in your prayers&lt;br /&gt; No more crying, wipe them tears&lt;br /&gt; Daddy's here, no more nightmares&lt;br /&gt; We gon' pull together through it, we gon' do it&lt;br /&gt; Laney uncles crazy, aint he?&lt;br /&gt; Yeah but he loves you girl and you better know it&lt;br /&gt; We're all we got in this world&lt;br /&gt; When it spins, when it swirls&lt;br /&gt; When it whirls, when it twirls&lt;br /&gt; Two little beautiful girls&lt;br /&gt; Lookin' puzzled, in a daze&lt;br /&gt; I know it's confusing you&lt;br /&gt; Daddy's always on the move, mamma's always on the news&lt;br /&gt; I try to keep you sheltered from it but somehow it seems&lt;br /&gt; The harder that I try to do that, the more it backfires on me&lt;br /&gt; All the things growing up his daddy that he had to see&lt;br /&gt; Daddy don't want you to see but you see just as much as he did&lt;br /&gt; We did not plan it to be this way, your mother and me&lt;br /&gt; But things have gotten so bad between us&lt;br /&gt; I don't see us ever being together ever again&lt;br /&gt; Like we used to be when we was teenagers&lt;br /&gt; But then of course everything always happens for a reason&lt;br /&gt; I guess it was never meant to be&lt;br /&gt; But it's just something we have no control over and that's what destiny is&lt;br /&gt; But no more worries, rest your head and go to sleep&lt;br /&gt; Maybe one day we'll wake up and this will all just be a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; [Chorus]&lt;br /&gt; Now hush little baby, don't you cry&lt;br /&gt; Everything's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt; Stiffen that upperlip up little lady, i told ya&lt;br /&gt; Daddy's here to hold ya through the night&lt;br /&gt; I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why&lt;br /&gt; We feel how we feel inside&lt;br /&gt; It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby&lt;br /&gt; But i promise momma's gon' be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's funny&lt;br /&gt; I remember back one year when daddy had no money&lt;br /&gt; Mommy wrapped the Christmas presents up&lt;br /&gt; And stuck 'em under the tree and said some of 'em were from me&lt;br /&gt; Cuz daddy couldn't buy 'em&lt;br /&gt; I'll never forget that Christmas I sat up the whole night crying&lt;br /&gt; Cuz daddy felt like a bum, see daddy had a job&lt;br /&gt; But his job was to keep the food on the table for you and mom&lt;br /&gt; And at the time every house that we lived in&lt;br /&gt; Either kept getting broke into and robbed&lt;br /&gt; Or shot up on the block and your mom was saving money for you in a jar&lt;br /&gt; Tryna start a piggy bank for you so you could go to college&lt;br /&gt; Almost had a thousand dollars till someone broke in and stole it&lt;br /&gt; And I know it hurt so bad it broke your momma's heart&lt;br /&gt; And it seemed like everything was just startin' to fall apart&lt;br /&gt; Mom and dad was arguin' a lot so momma moved back&lt;br /&gt; On the Chalmers in the flat one bedroom apartment&lt;br /&gt; And dad moved back to the other side of 8 Mile on Novara&lt;br /&gt; And that's when daddy went to California with his CD and met Dr. Dre&lt;br /&gt; And flew you and momma out to see me&lt;br /&gt; But daddy had to work, you and momma had to leave me&lt;br /&gt; Then you started seeing daddy on the T.V. and momma didn't like it&lt;br /&gt; And you and Laney were to young to understand it&lt;br /&gt; Papa was a rollin' stone, momma developed a habit&lt;br /&gt; And it all happened too fast for either one of us to grab it&lt;br /&gt; I'm just sorry you were there and had to witness it first hand&lt;br /&gt; Cuz all I ever wanted to do was just make you proud&lt;br /&gt; Now I'm sittin in this empty house, just reminiscing&lt;br /&gt; Lookin' at your baby pictures, it just trips me out&lt;br /&gt; To see how much you both have grown, it's almost like you're sisters now&lt;br /&gt; Wow, guess you pretty much are and daddy's still here&lt;br /&gt; Laney I'm talkin' to you too, daddy's still here&lt;br /&gt; I like the sound of that, yeah&lt;br /&gt; It's got a ring to it don't it?&lt;br /&gt; Shh, momma's only gone for the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; [Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And if you ask me too&lt;br /&gt; Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird&lt;br /&gt; I'mma give you the world&lt;br /&gt; I'mma buy a diamond ring for you&lt;br /&gt; I'mma sing for you&lt;br /&gt; I'll do anything for you to see you smile&lt;br /&gt; And if that mockingbird don't sing and that ring don't shine&lt;br /&gt; I'mma break that birdies neck&lt;br /&gt; I'd go back to the jewler who sold it to ya&lt;br /&gt; And make him eat every carat don't fuck with dad (haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-110614678374167674?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-6998859.post-110451425068297583</id><published>2005-01-01T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T01:30:50.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can say is a rotten new year eve!!!! all the plans seems to not carry out well.... sigh in the end we end up at west mall, feel so pathetic and had some fiction with him, kinda mad at him and us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had dinner at pizza hut..&lt;br /&gt;the place is so chaotic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we had super supreme, hut couple meal's and add 2 choco temptation.&lt;br /&gt;and the cutlery actually nv wash properly one...&lt;br /&gt;ekk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway so after our so called " candle night dinner" where every other restaurant is crowderd , i would really appreciate if is at swensens, then can eat the earthquake ice cream... YUMMY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the dinner, i went and pay.&lt;br /&gt;gave the lady $52 and the bill was $41.3&lt;br /&gt;so naturally i wld expect $10.70 back into my wallet...&lt;br /&gt;but i think the ger failed her maths.. gave me $0.70.... really i can feel question mark on my head.. so i asked her, she like quite confident that she was right... then she show me the recepit.. haha... she key in as i pay her $42... i think something wrong with her eyes, has she seen a one $40 note?&lt;br /&gt;anyway, then she start using the calculator and show me the sums, as if i was wrong.. she took my 70 cents back and return me $10.20, seriously think her math failed, this time still short of 50 cents. well cant be borther and jusd nod and say "yeah" correct... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we went and watch the phantom of the opera... love the song since my days in band... really bring back many memories back then.... kinda miss band... miss brando too... and all the seniors and of course except some ppl la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the show phantom of the opera really rocks... guys shld give it a try.. is really something diff...&lt;br /&gt;enjoy with ur loves one as well as ur families and friends... nites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sigh, my bf not getting car, but nvm la... can take bus... wink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i wish we will quarrel lesser&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-110451425068297583?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/110451425068297583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=110451425068297583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110451425068297583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110451425068297583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-year-can-say-is-rotten-new.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-110407409394349540</id><published>2004-12-26T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T23:14:53.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in life u can only either be a rugby ball, soccer ball, basket ball or poision ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rugby ball, everyone out there to snatch u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer ball, everyone kicking u around like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basket ball, everyone simply dosent want u at all, passing u around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poision ball, everyone siam (move away) when they sees u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-110407409394349540?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/110407409394349540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=110407409394349540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110407409394349540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110407409394349540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/12/in-life-u-can-only-either-be-rugby.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-110406728703540921</id><published>2004-12-26T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T21:21:27.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;MERRY XMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;another year is gonna pass.... so sad.. i suddenly feel old when my cousins starts to go for xmas caroling. tsk tsk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have i been up to?&lt;br /&gt;i think i am pretty happy...&lt;br /&gt;got a new swearter, 3 new tops and a new ring... what more can i ask? perhaps jus a new pair of C &amp; K shoes.. wink and hinting dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, then on xmas eve, suppose to go over to michelle place for dinner, too bad that dude of mine was sick... so i decided to drop by my aunt place.. waited for like 1 hr plus and finnaly the carols came... the house is so squeezy and anyway, i dint stay long too... cos i am damn slpy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the very next morning, i wanted to go little india and check out some of the things..&lt;br /&gt;noe who is the person who woke me up? my very nice cousin of mine, caleb calls me up early in the morning... the frist time i dint pick up, only pick up the 2nd time he calls... well i was tryin not to sound so hoarse.. he was like sort of pestering me to bring my bf to his hse for dinner later.. haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie then when i was a woodlands, he called again, to remind me to bring... -.-&lt;br /&gt;when he finaaly reached his own house, he calls again, and ask me don lie ar, MUZ bring....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. so i brought him there...&lt;br /&gt;the dear of mine, i feeel he is like so teeny.... i have to drag him out of the lift to the house, think my uncle saw it.. opps. haha...&lt;br /&gt;but i think we did have a good time there la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-110406728703540921?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/110406728703540921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=110406728703540921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110406728703540921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110406728703540921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-xmas-another-year-is-gonna-pass.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-110381347544372465</id><published>2004-12-23T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T22:51:15.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shopping mood.... i am so happy.. but i am greedy, aint satisfied yet... definiety not... LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i am definietly getting my hands on that top that doesnt fit me. :(&lt;br /&gt;the shoes?&lt;br /&gt;the zara skirt?&lt;br /&gt;the morgan handbag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus there is levis sales... gosh... is there anyone out there who is willing to sponsor me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-110381347544372465?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/110381347544372465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=110381347544372465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110381347544372465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110381347544372465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/12/shopping-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-110355341860547785</id><published>2004-12-20T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T22:36:58.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oki.. lets update now!!!!! i think sims is overwhelming me.....&lt;br /&gt;"elaine" just adopted a child beverly, she adorable, she is super clever, she got more skills then her foster father, and me.. humph....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well beverly first day at sch, helps the family to earn 255 bucks in this spelling competition. (so clever right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and elseve family has a new daughter, i name her verony (got the inspiration from veronica)..&lt;br /&gt;well, she still a tiny baby, cant talk or hear me yet... only thing i can do with her is play cuddle and change her diaper (yucK)&lt;br /&gt;to be cont....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to real life...&lt;br /&gt;plan sort of ruin this week, suppose to go with dear to his friend's bday party. but appearently it been shifted to sat, so fri went and jus catch some movie which is not my type... yawn...&lt;br /&gt;then sat when for the sports sales which is totally a waste of my time... after which follow him home to change clothes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glance at the watch is already like 7 already and the party starts at 630 at acidia road.&lt;br /&gt;well waited for the wont be here taxi... waited at the main road... shitty, all being occupied, then walk towards his hse again.. LOLX.... and went to a place near the cc and the ntuc.. and finally caught the taxi... then yackiy yack.. i tot the it gonna be a while before we reach, has this mentality that it till cost bout 10 dollars plus.. but is only 8...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so his hse is a condo... a big space condo, i meant that the blocks between one another quite spacious... but the place is freaky errie at night, i walk with goose-bumps!!! geek....&lt;br /&gt;so much of the insect sounds, is practically like a jungle... (tazan!!)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, bday boy mum is really kewl, i can say i like their hse, is very modern indians... don ave that kinda funny smell, everything is so clean.... and we ex-change handshake.. kinda don noe wat am i doin, introduce myself as nesh gf, lolx why not elaine? kinda gon gon like tat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well went to the kitchen and took some food. all seems kinda unfamiliar to me except the rice, but i din take that... then ask my dear wat is this red and yellow round thing (in my heart i was thinkin wat indian pie is it?)? he said isnt this obvious is pizza?? raise eyebrow? pizza? look more like a pie to me... hehe.. so i took one slice of their so call pizza and one pathetic mutton.. haha... then the small toilet caught my eye, was really in need of one, politely ask her mum can i use this? she said no, she said go to the one downstairs... (raise my eyebrow again.... u mean that is a floor down and up? wow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after shocking trip to toilet, sat and eat, gosh the so called pizza is freaking delicious.. the cheese and the ham i think got eggs inside too... is jus go along and yum yum, but i still think is some sort of a french pie.... cos it got the pie crust not the pizza crust....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then drank this volka sprite... seriously i think i can make better... haha.. kidding.. but it really taste like panaodoll.. bish....&lt;br /&gt;well, still dear dare me to drink it in one gulp.... as ez as ABC.... after that force him to take one so called pizza... after eating that, i still cant get enuff of it.. and dear want, so i went and took one to share with him.... got some tips from his mum, that the so called pizza is order from the regent hotel... mmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oki... party ended, is sort off we wanna go back, cos the place kinda not accessible to go back....&lt;br /&gt;well, got to walk out of the creepy place back to the road... so much of the insect sound... and dear told me we have to walk a long way before we reach the main road, *drop jaws. so we walked... i tried so hard not to think that there is ghost behind us... haha..... imagination goin wild again... cant help, too imaginative... then i think we walk pass 3 different big condos all name acidia, but i believe is not under the same company... and we finally reach this path, we turn and saw a very creepy small path.... ekk... feel like is haunted, kinda kewl too... have to walk like few meters in with both side tall with trees then reached the bungalow..... the thought of walkin in freak me out... hair standing up straight!... but luckily we need not to, so we cont walkin... and yesh... finally left the cemetry like place.. guess we really walk a long way.... 1.2 km++ cant believe right? i think got that long.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chillin out.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-110355341860547785?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/110355341860547785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=110355341860547785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110355341860547785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110355341860547785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/12/oki.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-110303891010271163</id><published>2004-12-14T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T23:41:50.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Official launching: the sims 2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few weeks… I finally finished downloading my sims from surponova.org… it was 4 am in the morning when it was done…. At that night I was pretty nervous bout it . I think u guys don see why I so enthu this game, maybe tung will noe… hehe…. Well, it says 3 hrs later will be done.. so I woke up at 230 in the morning to see if is done.. so sad it hasn’t… sms dear to tell him to slp first don wait with me. (I got him to wait with me so he can help me with the installing.. hhehehe…) so woke up at 3 plus again to check it… god I cant slp in peace… it still wasn’t done it says 40 mins more..&lt;br /&gt;Is really getting on my nerves.. so went back to slp and auto woke up at 4 plus I saw the word download success, wanna shout yippie but was too tired… hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So woke up at 9 so happy yet is like so near yet so far… haha…cant play till my dear help me fixed it…. 12 plus he was here… HE WAS HERE!!!! Brought my lap down for him to install, But after the installing, I still cant play, cos promise him to go driving center and watch movie…. Sigh… so I waited again (really testing my patient). But we did gave a trial… love u sims, it can build!!! Yipppie sort of telling me is worth waiting…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to the bus stop for 188… dear suddenly commented me that if my nose is sharper I will more prettier…. :P…. guess wat I reply? Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Dear: if ur nose is shaper, u will be prettier than pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Me: u noe why it isn’t sharp, cos god is fair… he knew I was gonna be vain, so if he make my prettier than what I have now and plus my vainness, u wont be able to woo me, so he make slightly uglier….. HAHAHAHA…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When and eat at west mall mos burger… really think they very kian beng.. the burger so small? Feed wat? Feed dogs ar? Well I tried their chili hot dog (opps did I mention I also tried and cut down my calorie? Which I dint?)… so the chili dog.. here I come.. one bite… OMG is so juicy I can practically tell u that the meat simply burst the juice in ur mouth, plus the sausage quite crunchy also… but dear like the one at ikea better… the ikea one is great but not that juicy (remind me of the first time I tasted xiang chan at the bbq.. hahaaha, mum nv let me try this since young xiang chang….)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating we went and bought tix for the national treasure a 630 show…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then walk around and play his arcade. Then we head to the driving center…told him where the class was and he dint believe me…. SIGH….. he got his basic test today at 330… so he said he will come out in bout 15 mins and we can head town awhile.. so luckily I got my fitness mag with me… was reading…. Till bout 345 he wasn’t out yet…but at this time the bell was on.. ding dong dong ding…. Everyone got out and head towards my left side of the exit… kinda scary like they were robots, the master has called for them, they all were like walking pointlessly, imagine them with their hands up like zombie… CREPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4, I kinda cant take it, cos the mag has really been used up, as in I am done… so went up the class room and waited for him outside…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his test went to lot1 with him… walk ard and crap ard… sort of feel like we are fools….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to west mall to catch the movie…..&lt;br /&gt;Bout KEROPO my all time fav…. So happy, seems like ages since I last taken them…..&lt;br /&gt;So went in to the theater… as usual ppl was sitting on our seats… so we went and take the seats on the left… sort of is the couple seats… and no one is using… will be a pity if we don give the theater face, so we humbly took the seats :D… and noe wat I got soo much distraction.. the guy beside me, jus won let me take my keropo… humph……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the movie is terrific but is so long, deep down I cant wait to go home to get my hands on the game…. Hehee….&lt;br /&gt;And it finally ended…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After show, went to ladies, and saw zuan ye, chat with her, she was askin me wat am I doin her, told her I was watchin movie, national treasure, and she was watchin the same show as me… some more same theater same slot… LOL… so fated…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.. I gonna play sims now and slp and tml got dance and makeup rehearsal..&lt;br /&gt;PS: world peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-110303891010271163?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/110303891010271163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=110303891010271163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110303891010271163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110303891010271163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/12/official-launching-sims-2.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-110294466268453333</id><published>2004-12-13T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T21:31:02.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was watching channel 8 and realize that I learnt something out from there. The ger was always fierce and unreasonable, always scold and shout at the husband, where else the guy tolerate cos he love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today I think I really need to finalize one thing. The more I asked on things that I had yearn, I felt that I would nv be happy if one day it was given to me… one simple reason is I had hinted for too long, that I does not interest me at all. Achieving things like that sort of prove me that I got it cos I ask for it, dint felt that it had came purely from his heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-110294466268453333?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/110294466268453333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=110294466268453333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110294466268453333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110294466268453333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/12/was-watching-channel-8-and-realize.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-110186144168003352</id><published>2004-12-01T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T08:37:21.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i watched the mr. incredibles yesterday... is really a nice show. i give it 4 stars out of 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love my boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-110186144168003352?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/110186144168003352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=110186144168003352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110186144168003352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110186144168003352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-watched-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-110165308455084458</id><published>2004-11-28T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T22:44:44.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's the Way You Make Me Feel,&lt;br /&gt;The way that you make me feel,&lt;br /&gt;Spinning my world around,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how can I walk away,&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what they say,&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving you anyway,&lt;br /&gt;It's the way you make me feel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-110165308455084458?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/110165308455084458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=110165308455084458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110165308455084458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110165308455084458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-way-you-make-me-feel-way-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-110148040999751877</id><published>2004-11-26T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T22:46:50.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeap!! i grad from ZA workshop liaoz...&lt;br /&gt;so happy and took so many of my self portrait with my handphone.the one at the blog is one of them man... well can see i am goin broke too.. bought the 2 way foundation and the wrinkle minimizes.. hopes it works.... and i realize i have the blush that i used it yest... so goin to dress nice nice tml...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i need a bigger bag for me cosmetic.... things inside are busting now.. so many things&lt;br /&gt;but i still wants more..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna buy the eye shadow and the blushes (maybeline)... and the true white emulsion.. lemme find money first then i am eligible to buy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is like so many things i wanna buy and my resources are depleting... haha...&lt;br /&gt;guess is time for me to work durin the hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my baby boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-110148040999751877?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/110148040999751877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=110148040999751877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110148040999751877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110148040999751877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/11/yeap-i-grad-from-za-workshop-liaoz.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-110136443117860215</id><published>2004-11-25T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T14:33:51.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh!!!&lt;br /&gt;this week is so pathetic for us!!!&lt;br /&gt;haven been able to be dear long!!! always so short but it is sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been going for quite a lot of workshop after school!! i am really tiring myself out!.&lt;br /&gt;the ZA workshop was fun!!! learn a few things from there. but i think the speaker for the eye brow isnt that friendly and so cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i bought an eye cream to pamper my eyes who have been workin since i was born..makin me be able to look at wonderful things around the world!!! so beautifu.. though my eye bu zhen qi, have to wear spect or contact lenses. i still love it... love u, eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am so fortunate yest.. to have some one to wait for me and buy me famous amos!!! wippie.. there is 2 packet!! i had this morning too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea and!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;CHERIE is back!! havent see my gf for so long! miss her more than anyone less than keith! *wink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-110136443117860215?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/110136443117860215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=110136443117860215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110136443117860215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110136443117860215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/11/sigh-this-week-is-so-pathetic-for-us.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-110101724021123910</id><published>2004-11-21T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T14:07:20.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY BOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-110101724021123910?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/110101724021123910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=110101724021123910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110101724021123910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110101724021123910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-boo.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-110096125790835070</id><published>2004-11-20T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T22:34:17.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am becoming FAT!!! yes fat... ate so much at the buffet at merchant court hotel last evening.. the food isnt that fabulous.... and today i had so much again!!! die la... i don wanna gain back wat i had lost!!! YING YING mon diet together!!!! hahaha...but yest nite wasnt that bad....&lt;br /&gt;well thanks to li may!!! i got cannon in d in my blog liaoz!!! wippie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: do u still love me? cos i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-110096125790835070?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/110096125790835070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=110096125790835070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110096125790835070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110096125790835070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-am-becoming-fat-yes-fat.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-110078894364603151</id><published>2004-11-18T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T22:42:23.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear dear so poor thing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending me to school!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, his tummy hates me to the core that, it stomachache and make him came late and he has to take a cab down make him spent 7 bucks and the ku ku driver said he got booking cannot carry on. So we waited for another cab, take down to bouna vista, when reaching, we agree to share the cost, was looking for my wallet and realize it wasn’t with me, call home and got my bro to check my table for me…&lt;br /&gt;Sight I really forgotten to bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at the bus stop and was thinking wat to do, dear doesn’t have much money left cos most were used in the cab fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he lent me money to take bus, on the bus, he sort of persuaded me not to go…&lt;br /&gt;So bad ar… so I see 111 bypass my school, we were discussing where to go, so we decided to go Chinatown, and if we were to take bus to go there, will waste money, later no more money to eat and go home…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah&lt;br /&gt;So at PS we walk to china town!!! Can u believe it? I cant leh…. It was so hot…. Ard 920 we walk and reach bout comin to 10!!! We walked for 40 mins +++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached, I bring him to the place I came with my class peepz last time… bought him bee hoon (70c) and my porridge(70c) I jus simply like the porridge…. And bought chee chong fun which inside got prawn one. Not so bad… and bought he a bowl of tau huay…. Is really nice, cos the texture of it is really smooth…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When going home, we abit siao siao u noe, we walk to Singapore conference hall to take bus leh!! Which is some where near lau pa sa… hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually dear very sweet, I got down the bus and told him I wanna pee!!! Hahah… he gave me his ezlink card to take home and he walk to my hse… so sweet ar!!!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the rest of the day was a tragic to him, feel so sad for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lost his adidas bag at wisma mac!! Is my fault… I asked him to company me to go buy food…. So he left the bag unattended at the seat, but from where we stand we can see it… is like one moment is there and next poof! Is gone… sigh I think he sad over his boots….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;++love u, but curse the person who stole ur things++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear so sweet as usual, he came to my school to pick me up… and ask me do I like long wallet, I have to admit I don’t.. oopss… he said he ask his friend to buy a wallet for me from USA. He said this company call Westport that produces leather wallet… and the brand is called mundi. While he said the wallet as home…. Urmmm!!! At the arcade, I was watching him playing the soccer game and offered to hold his sling bag… sneaky me, put my hand in and grab the wallet!!! :D is really long and fat… though I don really like it cos not my style yet… but is really the thought that count that I am touch. Thanks dear I love u so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-110078894364603151?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/110078894364603151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=110078894364603151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110078894364603151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110078894364603151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/11/dear-dear-so-poor-thing-sending-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-110061542925652384</id><published>2004-11-16T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T22:32:12.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;wat a tradegic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my precious lappy had fallen sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it happened yesterday, when i was signing up at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iwebmusic.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;www.iwebmusic.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;cos i saw my friend got the cannon in D music... so envy&lt;br /&gt;so when i and try it out....&lt;br /&gt;and the webbie is so laggy man... idiot.... not long, the whole secenario changed.....&lt;br /&gt;i kept havin this windows asking me to send error, my backgroud kept changing to active desktop.... die la...&lt;br /&gt;wat had happened to my ASSETS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear tried and help me up by remote assess. but think no use, the routine keep on rolling, is impossible to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the next day went and sent it to the IT helpdesk, this woman help me out, and at 10 i rushed down to pick it up... i miss it so much.... but i realzie the problem is still there...&lt;br /&gt;so i have to log into administrator acc.. sigh... luckily most of my things are in the D drive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sch, i went down and look for her again, she help me create a new acc and i move my old things to the new ones....&lt;br /&gt;with the help of my dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear help me clean abit here and there.... was so excited though it will be alrght.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night when i on my router and my lappy, i cant connect to home connection... SHIt i think i mus accidentally forgotten to shif some of the things... and i had already deleted em (including my sims 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... now using my house comp... so long nv use, not so used to it....&lt;br /&gt;search for virus, and there is a whole chunk....&lt;br /&gt;searh for spywares there are &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;147&lt;/span&gt; problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2090&lt;/span&gt; bad products blocked&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;58&lt;/span&gt; adwares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;then when to edit my blog... bout the cannon in D, at first i went to my friend's one, and it came up this pop up that says update ur windows, i recalled and remember dear told me that one is virus, bluff u one... gosh, it gave me a fright!!!! now i noe what happend to my lappy mus be the iwebmusic webbie....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys out there beware k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love dear!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wishlist: i want levis lady jeans and creative mp3 player.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-110061542925652384?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/110061542925652384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=110061542925652384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110061542925652384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110061542925652384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/11/wat-tradegic-my-precious-lappy-had.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-110049612263169734</id><published>2004-11-15T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T13:22:02.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Sentosa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;The character:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Me and honey, wei yi and sarah, lois and wei zhen. Darly and yi  ping, wendy, Richmond and lorita, chun jie, keith, wai jun, Nicholas, chyee chee, yong quan, jin xiang, kum wai,  zhen long, simon, andy, sun wei, yao xing, wen han,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes my sentosa trip!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sat:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met honey bout 1230 like tat, I am so glad he dint go play soccer, if not he will be super tired later at sentosa… anyway he did played, when he went to the court to pick up his soccer ball, and they make him played to win the opponent team… poor honey, nv wear shoes and play, now his little toe on the right is looking bad…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met honey at the bust stop (LOL). Sometimes I jus feel like smackin him… hahhaa…&lt;br /&gt;Ask him wanna go? He said wait a while he very tired… ok….&lt;br /&gt;When 333 came I said wanna take? So u need not to walk… he abit reluctant cos later need to cross the road…. -.- but in the end I pulled him to hop on the bus…. :D&lt;br /&gt;He damn fanry…. Kept complaining that his walkin is abit weird weird one… well this is because he always been wearing shoes, and like out of the blue he wore slippers and he cant control well… hahaha……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached imm, I was looking for my handcream cos  my supply at home had all used up….. and the sad part is they don ave the portable ones that I always bring to school… so I had to buy the big bottle and bring it there… walk around because we were too early to go meet them…&lt;br /&gt;So went to mac, to sit..&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking of letting him getting some food for himself…&lt;br /&gt;U see he eat a lot!!!!  And I think I gonna ave a good appetite, I ate the choc bread in the morning…. Share a nugget’s meal with honey…. I paid TWO DOLLARS leh…(lol)&lt;br /&gt;So went on eating….&lt;br /&gt;Feel damn guilty bout that…&lt;br /&gt;Hahha..&lt;br /&gt;And slowly stroll to the mrt station….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1330:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; intro honey to all of my friends…. And sat with him there alone on the other side of the bench….. talk and talk… and wait and wait…&lt;br /&gt;Is so expected that the rest will be late…. Yest he was a bit turn off at the giant…. When I intro em to him, he offers the handshake but they dumb guy went and turn and look in front…. Well today was much better, most of them offer the handshake first than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everyone was here, we took the train…&lt;br /&gt;At the train most of my friends were sitting down, well me and honey and wei yi and sarah and keith was standing….&lt;br /&gt;Me and him jus talk cock…. Gosh I cant remember what we said… hahaha….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At harbor front:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the peepz went and bought more water for the bbq, I pull honey along to the shop and save….. I grap a bottle of ice mountain for us later… cos I noe I cant drink soda drinks…. And the water is like damn cheap only a dollar for 1.5 L!!! Well me and honey also got bring our own bottle of water….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We delly dally and finally reached the bus terminal to take the MR bus to sentosa…..&lt;br /&gt;Honey very lame and duh….. he is the one that asked me to be with him and don abandon him, and yet he himself ask me to accompany wendy…. Do u want me to be torn apart in to 2 pieces?!  Hahaha…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;On the bus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happened much actually….. jus simple talk cock and collect money for the entrance fee and talk cock…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;At the entrance:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of talk cock…. And waited for wei zhen and lois to settle the bbq pit….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is OUR turn to go in!!!! wippie!!!! And we waited for the yellow bus!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the yellow bus: talk cock again!!!! Hahaha…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we finally reached the dolphin lagoon!!! Their pink dolphin is really adorable… their grayish pink when they are young and become fully pink when they mature.. (opps off topic, we dint went and watched that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went and meet more peepz at the dolphin lagoon.&lt;br /&gt;We walk and talk cock…&lt;br /&gt;Honey was nearer to the beach as I waked on his right…. As I turned and wanted to talk to him, I saw this man!!! (wee weeeee!!! He is so marcho and tanned) not on purpose I went and check out on guys… well he like orh, see guys… u good…&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaha…. But he has to also admit that guy really has the bods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;At camp Laguna:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We were at the feet of it, and he asked why we are waiting here!!!! I said they were lookin at which pit and compound to take…. Hahha…&lt;br /&gt;And so they picked pit 18? Mmm am I right?&lt;br /&gt;And we chose the compound with the concrete flooring… it was wet….&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless they still set up the “tent”&lt;br /&gt;And we talk cock there again…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And had our appetizers (sort of). We had fried rice…..&lt;br /&gt;And I cant believe is Jun Jie who actually cooks it…. Hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;Well, It really not bad….&lt;br /&gt;And we had to share bowls due to the limited resources….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the guys went and played beach soccer….&lt;br /&gt;Only me and sarah went and see them played…. As our Bf are playing!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se sat on our slippers and watched them played and as well as taking cares of their belongings…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And out of the blue, one guy!!! Which I don noe who is it… I wanna smack his butt.. came and slide in front of me…. And make me eat the sand… (Tongue out) so disgusting….&lt;br /&gt;Sarah help me to dust off the sands and I ave to puai puai the sand out…..&lt;br /&gt;And soon lois came along with weizehn…&lt;br /&gt;And they had a re-shuffle of members….&lt;br /&gt;I picked honey, chyee chee, wai jun,  and blah blah…&lt;br /&gt;I cant remember liaoz…. Hahhaah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They played and played till honey ask me got see me score anot?&lt;br /&gt;And opps I did it again.. I dint!!! Hahaah….&lt;br /&gt;Wat to do? I am blind…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bout 4 plus or 3 plus… darly came with yi ping….. darly joined us… and dear said he really not a bad player… of course he hokey player….. and soon, jun jie said wanna played with those foreigners there? Well they had no opinion and jun jei went and asked….. wei yi help to score one….&lt;br /&gt;And I went back to help to take water bottle for him….&lt;br /&gt;Wendy was sleeping in the tent think she is quite sick (take care k?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to see him played, but not long it ended as the rain drops gets bigger….&lt;br /&gt;They hurried back there, well I said I want to go the toilet……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back up there, all of them were taking the floor mat to protect the tent… which I wonder why? The reason is the tent is not water proof omg!!!! Hhahaha…. So took the brolly out of his bad and shelter us…. And went and shelter sarah and yi  ping…&lt;br /&gt;Soon the rains got so heavy that they finally decided to bring all the bags to the shelter… (lol) when  we reached the shelter we were all wet…. For the first time, I feel that we were damn farny…. Everyone was inside their own tent and we were like trying to protect the tent and the bags….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;And bout an hour later:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rain stops…..&lt;br /&gt;And I think around this time, it was like 6 plus liaoz…. And we haven’t eaten… and 7 than we start to BBQ, while the rest of the people at the laguna already start to eat and there is already fire liaoz!!! Hahah…&lt;br /&gt;It took us a while to start the fire……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant belive that I actually have a very good appetite!!! I had a few honey chicken wings…. A few hotdogs, a few crab sticks, one xiang chang, and satay!!! They really bought a lot of food….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 packets of hotdogs&lt;br /&gt;10 packets of crap sticks&lt;br /&gt;80 chicken wings&lt;br /&gt;8 packet of xiang chang&lt;br /&gt;One big packet of nuggets&lt;br /&gt;100++ of satays.&lt;br /&gt;And one tray of fried rice&lt;br /&gt;And 15 bottles of drinks&lt;br /&gt;Absolute volka&lt;br /&gt;And some of the alcohol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum yum I am so full!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat and eat and walk here and there… and blah blah and its midnight liaoz…. Hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And honey realizes that there are bats flying lowly around our bbq pit…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuck yuck…. Is like so scary…. And don noe why the time passes so fast??!!! And is like 3 plus in the morning….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people were still talk cock and talk cock at the bench there….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them were like slping around the tent….&lt;br /&gt;And oh yea… sun wei gave me a fright… hahha…. I tot only wendy slping and when I heard someone yawn, and I turn to my right it was him!!!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went and sleep at the beach!!! So romantic… and see the dawn break!!!! Hehehe!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And soon the sun came up…. Went back to them and saw them bout to go change and bath…. Follow up with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water is damn cold…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, I was surprise they gonna go bath and go liaoz… I tot they were gonna swim or smth, I guess everyone was too slpy to do anything….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad there aint any more monorail, walk to the dolphin lagoon bus stop, and took a bus.. and to the visitor arrival center.. took another bus to the main land…&lt;br /&gt;Had out breakfast there…&lt;br /&gt;We share out carrot cake….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, and I accidentally saw patrina sms my honey!!! Was mad at the ‘little gal’ damn irritating, will nv forget it man…. She really acting cute in the sms, and my honey like putting good words for her…. The worst thing is her open sms was sorrie dearie….. dearie… and honey put words for her by saying she called everyone that? Dose she noes the meaning of shame? Only noe my honey in OI for like 3 mths, honey said she call everyone that 2 yrs ago… cant stand honey on the part that he actually don’t mind bout that…. And was like swearing her throughout the bus trip and honey was coaxing me…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pout pout… I demanded him to sms her back to asked her not to call him dearie….&lt;br /&gt;Sigh…. She such a B*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, then I went back home place my bag took my lib book, and went down and find him…. And finally took him, forget it, since u don’t mind she calling u that, and she not calling me tat, I shant be bother ( deep down in my heart I noe I mind)….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jp and had our lunch….. ate tom yum, and he ate chicken rice (I hate chicken rice)&lt;br /&gt;And share the chocoberry (ice cream), and he said wanna treat me to swensens, honey I have ur word… don lie to me.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I saw cheese hotdog and went to eat it…hahha I ate so much man!!! Feel damn guilty bout that, went home and bath, and finally hit the sheet… at 2 pm…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a good sleep till honey call me to wakey! Pout&lt;br /&gt;I wanna slp!! He said go eat ur dinner if not gastric… sigh, so I went and grap a hotdog bun and watched tv to 930, when online and chat till 1030 and finally hit the sheet again…. Slp till this morning at 10 am…. Aint doin anything much now, except writing this blog entry at mircosoft which is like 5 pages long!!! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-110049612263169734?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/110049612263169734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=110049612263169734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110049612263169734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110049612263169734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/11/sentosa-character-me-and-honey-wei-yi.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-110014786078862911</id><published>2004-11-11T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T12:37:40.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lalalala……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy deepavali to my honey dear…. So sorry I cant go visiting with u, I really wanted to…. Pout why I am sick at the wrong time of the month…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are officially 5 mths together…. weee!! We had come a long way dear… actually not that long also…. hehehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaa… well, dear I really appreciate all the little things u had done for me yest… is so&lt;br /&gt;sweet!!  I am glad u are mine and not others….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really missing u now… glad I have ur adidas jacket with me now… er, is it mine yet? Hahaha….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to my dear!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: thanks ying ying for the help to pass my hannah!!! hehehe. and oh yea when saying things bout me, make it softer... hahah i can hear u noe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-110014786078862911?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/110014786078862911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=110014786078862911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110014786078862911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/110014786078862911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/11/lalalala-happy-deepavali-to-my-honey.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109987685370997754</id><published>2004-11-08T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T09:20:53.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yea. One week had pass…&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired now…. Gosh, I wanna sleep can?&lt;br /&gt;-looking back-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat:&lt;br /&gt;Went out with dear, cur my hair with the curler, so I wore my new black pumps… it look really nice… and bought a new top from urban and co... I really need to declare bankrupt liaoz…. Hahaha…… saw Ricardo, then forgotten his name….. hahahaa…..&lt;br /&gt;And he went and cut his hair…. And when I reached home, I am calling for help man, my toes are so pain cos of the black heel pumbs… blish!!!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well so that goes my sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun: woke up like super early, at 630, delly dally, bath, change and eat, wanted to wear the boots so badly, but guess my toes cant take it, I have to stick that shoes….&lt;br /&gt;Went to orchard to meet them (ying2, Melissa and li may) and the bus was super fast, I thought I will reach there like abit later, but I was wrong, I reached at 810AM at orchard… went and find ying ying, went to paragon to wait for Melissa and li may to collect out charity stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say wanna go china town and sell ones, I think we go there sell backside…. Hahaha… go there eat lor, some more eat so much….then don noe how come decided to go bugis that side….&lt;br /&gt;And there is a cheated there!!! The fake blind man…. Tsk tsk…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, went and meet my dear, quite sweet of him to accompany me till I goin to meet my friend…. But too bad, he isn’t interested to come along…. So meet my peepz at tanjong pagar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went and find wendy, cos we are attending her “sista” toni and guys grad hair show….&lt;br /&gt;The place so small, abit pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got one of the stylists, I think is a he ba, the model all can sashay down the aisle beautifully, impressive…. And one of the stylist got a model is a sexy DUDE!!! Nice sia!!! But some of the stylist their male model really err… LOL their dress sense totally does not match the ladies…. T shirt and Bermudas, Yuck. And there is one that is the last one her models are all so gothic…. Nice! Too bad, don’t suit all their face cos their features not there…. Nicholas one also not bad la…. The clothes from the pilloff are nice, but don like wat the guys are wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just like tat, my one whole sun is gone and I am so lethargic now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109987685370997754?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109987685370997754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109987685370997754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109987685370997754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109987685370997754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/11/yea.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109931786158473696</id><published>2004-11-01T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T22:04:21.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bakers Inn strawberry cheese cake is the best I ever tasted. It is especially nicer, when share with some one who loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109931786158473696?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109931786158473696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109931786158473696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109931786158473696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109931786158473696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/11/bakers-inn-strawberry-cheese-cake-is.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109835043962870088</id><published>2004-10-21T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T17:20:39.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;JUICY GOSSIP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi peepz!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong about the guys in this world?&lt;br /&gt;That this phrase that says “guys are all the same” but is it true? I don’t think so. Why is it that different guys can treat their gals different. Some are so sweet and some are so EGOTISTIC (glance over to ying ying). Well anyone dying to hear what my guy is all about?&lt;br /&gt;-         I can said he really treats me very well, often sending me home, and now a days sending me to sch!&lt;br /&gt;-         Buy me pockey and panda&lt;br /&gt;-         Protects me.&lt;br /&gt;-         Cares about me&lt;br /&gt;-         Put me as his first (mm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well really something I don understands, his mum and my mum is the same as mine, will wanna wait for everyone to come back if the child is eating at home, so she cane wash the last dishes. Well, I have my own hands, and I can wash my own plates, unless I want my mum to heat up the food for me, if not I think she will go sleep first. So wat is it that he cant come and pick me up? He said that he wanna do since tml he got not school and the ezams are all over. Well, I think is not because of his is afraid of his mum will wait for him. But then some how, I think is because he thinks that he will have nothing to do during the time he is waiting for me. And apparently I suggested a suggestion to him, but I believe he ignores it. Well, he said, “huh? Play ur lappy for 5 hrs? anyway, wat will u be doin when u go home? tv, dinner, online, rest wah.” Is just so not fair. That to think that, raudah’s bf stays at woodlands, and she at sengkang, and everyday, he can come and pick her up after dance. All I want is only one time right? And I think he finds it hard to climb the slope, up to the plaza. And nurul, her zul especially come to sch to break fast with her and gonna send her home at what time? After the dance, whey they stays? Nurul at JW and her zul at ang mo kio…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common peepz? If anyone disagrees with me, lemme noe? Why is it that guys can be so different at some times, I am just so disappointed with u dear, and very. Though we agreed to put it behind. But is like so arrgh, to noe that u not comin when I told u most probably ends at 9 like that, when initial u agrees to come if it ends at 830. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109835043962870088?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109835043962870088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109835043962870088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109835043962870088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109835043962870088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/10/juicy-gossip-hi-peepz-what-is-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109819664594610773</id><published>2004-10-19T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T22:37:25.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is an auspicious day. Let see is been 2 days I nv see him!!!! Arrgghh… so dear came and pick me up after dance, finally get to see him for one pathetic hr. pout!!!!..&lt;br /&gt;Then we took 111 and 105 home. dear like grown more handsome… muahah… the effect of not seeing him for soo long. I don noe if my eyes is playin trick anot, but, his arms muscle like grown bigger (even dan told me that today!!) and darling is so sweet!!! He bought my favs!!!! But I ask him, is it he don noe which one I will prefer, that’s why he bought both pocky and hello panda? And he nodss… haha… so cute.. so poor thing that he fell today, saying dear!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And noe wat peepz, this is to ying ying, Melissa and Eunice, my snow muncher high score is 4,531 (four thousand and five hundred and thirty one!!!) lol… ok la.. shant be so bad…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry peepz, been a nerdy in class, haven been checkin ur guys blog and so on!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : so little time so much to do, I wanna spend one day with u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109819664594610773?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109819664594610773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109819664594610773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109819664594610773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109819664594610773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/10/today-is-auspicious-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109765207111817527</id><published>2004-10-13T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T15:21:11.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wassup peepz??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long nv write blog liaoz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ps fac is so lke boon chong.. lol… quick and fast…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so fortunate to be being pick up by my dear to sch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am abit mad in the morning…. First day he late for like 25 mins, and on tue he is like late for 20 mins… but on the account that he came and pick me up, I forgave him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the sad thing is that I had sci lesson yest!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that fac is so long winded…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen said she will end at 330, so I told him to come at 4 instead. Knowing that she will end late… bleah!!! She ended at 5!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear waited for me one whole hr….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess wat? Flona’s dear also waited in sch for one hr!! shld have ask them to sit together and wait for us! *wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some tum tum problem these days!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired… waiting for my weekend to come…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109765207111817527?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109765207111817527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109765207111817527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109765207111817527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109765207111817527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/10/wassup-peepz-so-long-nv-write-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109718187672401175</id><published>2004-10-08T04:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T04:44:36.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes we were so happy but other times we lost it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109718187672401175?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109718187672401175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109718187672401175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109718187672401175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109718187672401175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/10/sometimes-we-were-so-happy-but-other.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109698713572498216</id><published>2004-10-05T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T22:38:55.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scenario 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had pract today… yes!! I can finally shake my bum bum better… hehe…. It will become useful in future…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am a COLD-BLOODED!! Cos I like lower temperature, and don’t feel that cold… jus like a reptile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went and meet “man” like so handsome sia… hehehe…. Realize the world is so small; his sister’s best friend is Sham’s sister… LOLX man…. Then went town with him, only cover a few places, like far east and roxy… saw something nice, but nvm…. Don need it that much… then bout 630, took a double deck bus home…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went up the double deck bus, and head for the back seats… and think I have gone haywire… so lame to him, think he cant take it la… look at me gong gong like that….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then outta no where, perverted man spotted…. He came up and sat at the back row too, but at the other end….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what did this perverted man done? I think he is a bit crazy and weird… he kept looking at us… like no body business… but somehow he dint do anything except staring… dear say leave him alone… ok.. Shall avoid any conflict with dirty old fellow… I hid behind dear’s head, and occasionally peek at him… see if he is staring at us…&lt;br /&gt;I knew he was gonna do all the staring…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at one part of the journey, I turn towards the window, and lean on him… and look at the reflection, and I cant believe my eyes, he is like bending forward to stare at us… what the hell? Then he went back to looking front…. Hehe… and suddenly he turn and bend forward and stare us… and I quickly turn and stare at him… but too bad din too much…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perverted man got down just before the bus turn to the terminal…&lt;br /&gt;I tell dear, I bet he will look at us, before he got down the stairs of the bus… and MISS SMARTIE, me, was right… he gave us that bloody stare again…&lt;br /&gt;And when he got down, I bet with dear, if he will walk and look up at us… well I was half right and wrong, he din walk straight, but in climb up the overhead bridge.. and…..&lt;br /&gt;GAVE US the LAST STARE…. What the hell man???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109698713572498216?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109698713572498216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109698713572498216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109698713572498216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109698713572498216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/10/scenario-1-had-pract-today_109698713572498216.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109681523424958775</id><published>2004-10-03T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T22:53:54.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wats up peepz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. louise is in Singapore… so nice to see her again…….. miss her lots since I last saw her…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had a mini gathering…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call along, dear, arron and caleb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the six of us, me, louise, soon gui and the handsome dear, arron and caleb, we all head town together…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite glad caleb came, cos long time nv see him liaoz…. A pity that Kenneth and shi wei cant come, as well as meena and suhanna…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we first went and bought the tickets for the white chicks.. and head for late lunch at pasta mania.. louise order stuff pasta… make me feel like tryin them the next time…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon gui’s friend is workin there, so we were given discount… so sweet of her friend….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys have their pizza….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we took some pics, and more pics… hahaha…. Lousie is using a nec phone… quite cool…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we head to heeren… went walk about… seen nothing which caught my eye….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys went shoppin round at HMV…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White chicks is really hilarious…&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : love him…. miss him….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109681523424958775?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109681523424958775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109681523424958775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109681523424958775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109681523424958775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/10/wats-up-peepz-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109665420630554298</id><published>2004-10-02T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T02:10:06.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hihi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a long time since I last updated… well, what have my arse being hiding??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well basically I been playing and working on my new game, the sims2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is really a well designed game… so kwel…. U get to mortified the face features… how pointy ur nose to be, or how big the eyes to be.. And all sort….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sims have to always exercise if, not will slowly become obese..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they have so many obsession.. want this want that…. So troublesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun part bout sims is, u can use cheat and also, there is generation, non longer like the first version, these sims out there, will die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, during their puberty, they can even have pimple…&lt;br /&gt;So adorable….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can also go pa tuo one…&lt;br /&gt;Hheheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well… dance prac is getting more intense… and been spraining my here and there, jus got my thumb sprained, and a little strain on my right ankle… kinda feel nervous bout the upcoming performance….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the dance gals rocks men!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109665420630554298?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109665420630554298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109665420630554298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109665420630554298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109665420630554298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/10/hihi-been-long-time-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109611807320293446</id><published>2004-09-25T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T22:43:16.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear all peepz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is sat… dear got class till 12.. so I met him in the interchange, took a train to tiong bahru to buy my hot pink pointy from e-base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then head down to suntec to meet tung.. cos she wanna borrow my curling tongs…suppose to meet her at mango… so me and dear, yackily yack along the way…… crap with him so much about what to buy for my mum.. hahaha… cos he is meetin her this tue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear asked what to buy for my mum, I replied, anything lor… any top which is size small, and nice pointy size 36/7 or jacket size small… hahah… he knew the size refers to who!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk so much that……. i nv watch where I am going… till I got this feeling, some staring at us…. So I turned and look at the front, and I saw tung, standing in front of me, (she scares me.. I tot she was suppose to be at mango?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the farny part is I screamed and hid my face behind dear’s arm? (wat in the world am I doin? Pengz… I don understand why I did that… hahaha) dear, look side look back, tot I fall down or someone grab me from behind… when asked me wat happened, I said, my friend in front.. he also pengz after hearing that… (sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tung asked me am I that scary? (lol… no! u are so sweet looking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when mac and eat… saw this little boy so kawaii, it reminded how cute I am… (lol)… till I closely observe him, I realize it was a she…. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took 111 to orchard… on the bus, I fell asleep… and……&lt;br /&gt;When the bus took a turned, I turned with it… and fell off to the other side…. (:$)&lt;br /&gt;He quickly grabs me… phew…. If not, I think is so embarrassing….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok… my day ended off when I bought a new top…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I told both my parents bout him… now, I don noe what they gonna do….&lt;br /&gt;*pray for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today seems like a comedic day for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109611807320293446?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109611807320293446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109611807320293446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109611807320293446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109611807320293446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/dear-all-peepz-today-is-sat-dear-got.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109595391218481425</id><published>2004-09-23T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T23:38:32.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am sad, when u are down, when u hate urself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : sorry.. i had disappoint u..... but this make me realize, i am glad i noe, i had disapponted u, better than not knowing when others are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109595391218481425?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109595391218481425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109595391218481425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109595391218481425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109595391218481425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-am-sad-when-u-are-down-when-u-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109558451719556174</id><published>2004-09-19T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T17:06:51.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dhoom dhoom, come on light my fire&lt;br /&gt;dhoom dhoom, let me take you higher&lt;br /&gt;dhoom dhoom, i wanna feel that burning&lt;br /&gt;dhoom dhoom, it's a wild emotion&lt;br /&gt;dhoom dhoom, passion and devotion&lt;br /&gt;dhoom dhoom, now the wheels are turning&lt;br /&gt;move your body close to mine now&lt;br /&gt;let me feel your love is divine now together&lt;br /&gt;we'll explode and we'll go boom boom boom&lt;br /&gt;Dhoom machale , Dhoom machale, Dhoom machale&lt;br /&gt;Dhoom machale , Dhoom machale, Dhoom machale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhoom dhoom, im gonna make you sweat now&lt;br /&gt; dhoom dhoom, let's get all wet now&lt;br /&gt; dhoom dhoom, gotta get down all day&lt;br /&gt;dhoom dhoom, 'til the early morning&lt;br /&gt;dhoom dhoom, until the dawn end&lt;br /&gt;dhoom dhoom, i know that you want it&lt;br /&gt; shake your body down to the ground want you all, t&lt;br /&gt;here's no turn around tonight&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna make the world go boom boom boom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dhoom machale , Dhoom machale, Dhoom machale&lt;br /&gt;Dhoom machale , Dhoom machale, Dhoom machale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this burning inside you know you just cannot hide&lt;br /&gt;so go find the feeling, let your body decide&lt;br /&gt;when you get down on the road it's the wild overload,&lt;br /&gt;riding higher than you ever did before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhoom dhoom, let your body do the talking&lt;br /&gt;dhoom dhoom, wanna keep on rocking&lt;br /&gt;dhoom dhoom, i want it 24/7&lt;br /&gt;dhoom dhoom, get the rhythm of the beat now&lt;br /&gt;dhoom dhoom, feel the fire and the heat now&lt;br /&gt;dhoom dhoom, take a trip to heaven&lt;br /&gt;i wanna feel the winds in my hair now&lt;br /&gt;spread the power everywhere now&lt;br /&gt;feel the magic just go zip zap zooooom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dhoom machale , Dhoom machale, Dhoom machale&lt;br /&gt;Dhoom machale , Dhoom machale, Dhoom machale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109558451719556174?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109558451719556174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109558451719556174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109558451719556174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109558451719556174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/dhoom-dhoom-come-on-light-my-fire.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109543100625808039</id><published>2004-09-17T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T22:23:26.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wassup ppl??!!&lt;br /&gt;I had my first dance training… I wasn’t as nervous as I thought I was gonna be.. perhaps cos only got nuru and me and nal… so it turn out that I enjoy it very well.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I regret not seriously stretching all my muscles… now, all like tense up!! Feel like a mummy…. Have difficulty sitting down, and goin down the stairs.. pout..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so sorry to ying today… she call me at comin to 9!! And before that I was happily dreaming… lol (some more I set 2 alarm clock to try and wake me up).. then I forgotten to woke up and go for the AVA thingy… sorry ying, cant make it there in time..  so tired from yest dance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lazy the whole day, since dance was cancelled.. and bones are aching… muscle are all stiff up!!! So painful….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then went to np and find him… wow someone’s bods getting bigger &amp; the biceps are enlarging…  I loving it…&lt;br /&gt;Dear, help me to loosen the muscle!! But hey… careful is pain!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha… this few days like seafood mania for me! Wink!!&lt;br /&gt;Had crayfish pasta yest.. and today I had clam chowder… (drooling) I am addicted to it.. I want more of it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muackz muackz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109543100625808039?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109543100625808039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109543100625808039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109543100625808039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109543100625808039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/wassup-ppl-i-had-my-first-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109539320164981228</id><published>2004-09-17T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T11:53:21.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DO u think that are many imperceptive people out there.. who are simply DUMB!! simply just a fraidy-cat!! GET UR ASS AWAY!! cos u know what!! U are jus a loser, an underdog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; pls don make a fool of urself!!! i don wish to laugh at ur ass!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109539320164981228?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109539320164981228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109539320164981228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109539320164981228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109539320164981228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/do-u-think-that-are-many-imperceptive.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109526668778089011</id><published>2004-09-16T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T23:31:53.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Angel_Youth" src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1060851094_gel_youth2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/??"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;?? Which Angel Or Demon Are You ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109526668778089011?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109526668778089011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109526668778089011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109526668778089011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109526668778089011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/youth-which-angel-or-demon-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109526612136761820</id><published>2004-09-16T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T00:35:30.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Seahorse" src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1061308713_pseahorse2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seahorse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/??"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;?? Which Creature Of The Sea Are You??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109526612136761820?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109526612136761820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109526612136761820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109526612136761820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109526612136761820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/seahorse-which-creature-of-sea-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109526587651171692</id><published>2004-09-16T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T00:31:38.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Season = Summer" src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1060127137_ikesummer2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're Most Like The Season Summer ...&lt;br /&gt;Whoa.... Passionate eh ?? Typically you're a fiery,&lt;br /&gt;zesty dominant person. As the hottest season,&lt;br /&gt;you certainly ooze Sex appeal. You have&lt;br /&gt;confidence which draws people to you, and you&lt;br /&gt;have the makings of a good leader.However sometimes your exterior is stronger then&lt;br /&gt;you are and so you scare people off before they&lt;br /&gt;can get close.&lt;br /&gt;Well done... You're the most memorable of seasons&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/??"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;?? Which Season Are You ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109526587651171692?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109526587651171692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109526587651171692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109526587651171692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109526587651171692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/youre-most-like-season-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109526563380186244</id><published>2004-09-16T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T00:27:25.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="French" src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1061732225_ktopfrench.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;France&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/??"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;?? Which Country Are You From ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109526563380186244?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109526563380186244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109526563380186244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109526563380186244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109526563380186244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/france-which-country-are-you-from.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109526436469738901</id><published>2004-09-16T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T00:07:43.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="dragon" src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1060677157_edragon222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're like a Dragon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/??"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;?? Which Mythical Creature Are You ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109526436469738901?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109526436469738901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109526436469738901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109526436469738901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109526436469738901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/youre-like-dragon-which-mythical.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109517053085874664</id><published>2004-09-14T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T22:02:10.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok… kinda getting lazier to blog liaoz.. hahah.. actually nothing much happens la.. jus that I love courageous and responsible man..  and that’s the man I AM with now… wink wink…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today is the last day of the school.. kinda unsure wat I intend to do during this break… ahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : I will try to keep away from clubbing&lt;br /&gt;And I noe that this song is so true for him :&lt;br /&gt; I am the man who would fight for your honor&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the hero you're dreamin' of&lt;br /&gt;We'll live forever&lt;br /&gt;Knowing together that we&lt;br /&gt;Did it all for the glory of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109517053085874664?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109517053085874664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109517053085874664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109517053085874664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109517053085874664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/ok-kinda-getting-lazier-to-blog-liaoz.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109500078074390232</id><published>2004-09-12T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T22:53:00.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a scrumptious dinner today!!! I requested to eat noodles for dinner.. so I had, veg noodles, with chim chai (veg), crabstick, fishballs, seaweed, scallop and ABALONE!!! Yum yum…. Is so delicious, I jus cant get enuff of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, jus read my dear’s blog!!! Kinda touching… jus click ‘a place call home’ and will get to his blog add… well, he seldom mention bout the times we quarrel. And definitely don want me to mention. Well, really past 4 days was like the worst days for us.. we had 5 rolls in 4 consecutive days.. I jus cant imagine, why we can still sustain it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes its me, sometimes its u....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think we both haf to blame ourselves for our own selfish reasons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, just want everything to be plain and simple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at that, think problems seem to cock up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haf seen relationships fall because some tend to neglect each other and lose interest when they dont meet everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haf seen relationships fall because they dont care abt each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haf seen relationships fall because of the tears shed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haf seen relationships fall because .... of so many other reasons too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : dear dear dear.. thanks for all ur concerns!!! So much that makes u special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109500078074390232?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109500078074390232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109500078074390232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109500078074390232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109500078074390232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-had-scrumptious-dinner-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109496881635045603</id><published>2004-09-12T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T14:00:16.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi pepple…. Yoz, yest we were 3 months together!!! time flies.. well, what to do?!!i got a adidas sling bag!!! The one that I wanted… hehehe… is really nice, is one of my fav sports brand plus it is also pink… well, so many  things happen in the past 4 days… right dear?&lt;br /&gt;Well came to this conclusion that&lt;br /&gt;: if we are meant to be together, we will be.. no need to hope or promise bout it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I definitely aint interested in my future. but care bout my now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it is Sunday again, kinda lazy to go any where.. jus wanna slack around at home, not sure if I want to go imm with my mum and aunt later… abit lazy to get outta house, jus wanna warm my own bed.. ahahahha…&lt;br /&gt;Well, really have got many things in mind that I want to get, but really short of cash and lazy to work for it.. though I want to be independent and also be self-sufficient.. was thinking of teachin for money.. but I am afraid that they will fail cos I am the one teaching. LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109496881635045603?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109496881635045603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109496881635045603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109496881635045603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109496881635045603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/hi-pepple.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109482892891771885</id><published>2004-09-10T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T23:08:48.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh, people you all guess wat? I cant type directly at my blog… so arrgghh… well what I am doin is, type at Microsoft and cut and paste there.. kinda troublesome… sigh… well have to say that I been a shitty person. Or maybe all along I was like tt? Haha… well so many things happened in a short period.. kinda feel sorry. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ok, think tml will be a better day… I was drag out to go out today!!! Hahaha.. I ran into shikyn. Went beach road, and bugis.. I wanna buy this addidas sling bag.. so nice… and the black shoes.. and the puma jacket(optional) and definitely the pants..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh… had a bad dinner.. buy cream of mushroom but go home to realize that no bread… so put noodles, I noe is yucky but wanna try. In the end, I think the combination jus sux. Well wanna eat crackers but it taste weird, so threw it always…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, goin to happy happy tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109482892891771885?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109482892891771885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109482892891771885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109482892891771885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109482892891771885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/sigh-people-you-all-guess-wat-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109478411967722201</id><published>2004-09-10T10:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T10:41:59.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh… think this feel days feels kinda shitty, so much that I just wanna break free. And at the same time afraid to let go. Well, sometimes i really wonder wat is blog for? To purposely let other noes how u feel? Well, at the same time, I have to careful what I put there. Kinda like arrghhh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109478411967722201?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109478411967722201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109478411967722201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109478411967722201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109478411967722201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/sigh-think-this-feel-days-_109478411967722201.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109478409584600703</id><published>2004-09-10T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T10:41:35.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh… think this feel days feels kinda shitty, so much that I just wanna break free. And at the same time afraid to let go. Well, sometimes i really wonder wat is blog for? To purposely let other noes how u feel? Well, at the same time, I have to careful what I put there. Kinda like arrghhh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109478409584600703?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109478409584600703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109478409584600703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109478409584600703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109478409584600703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/sigh-think-this-feel-days-feels-kinda_10.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109478409554741248</id><published>2004-09-10T10:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T10:41:35.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh… think this feel days feels kinda shitty, so much that I just wanna break free. And at the same time afraid to let go. Well, sometimes i really wonder wat is blog for? To purposely let other noes how u feel? Well, at the same time, I have to careful what I put there. Kinda like arrghhh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109478409554741248?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109478409554741248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109478409554741248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109478409554741248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109478409554741248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/sigh-think-this-feel-days-feels-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109478409467542406</id><published>2004-09-10T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T10:41:34.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh… think this feel days feels kinda shitty, so much that I just wanna break free. And at the same time afraid to let go. Well, sometimes i really wonder wat is blog for? To purposely let other noes how u feel? Well, at the same time, I have to careful what I put there. Kinda like arrghhh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109478409467542406?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109478409467542406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109478409467542406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109478409467542406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109478409467542406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/sigh-think-this-feel-days-feels-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109460402579487188</id><published>2004-09-08T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T08:40:25.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the hell!!!! i cant blog!!!! </title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109460402579487188?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109460402579487188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109460402579487188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109460402579487188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109460402579487188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/what-hell-i-cant-blog.html' title='what the hell!!!! i cant blog!!!! '/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109447963630230347</id><published>2004-09-06T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T22:07:16.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawn... NORTH was at zouk yestt.... i was so dying to go, since they send me a mail that i am invited. and said i will received it.. wonder it is the mail i received earlier on.. cos after that email i din received any mail... and sun it rained.. so i decided to laze at home.. muhahhaha.....&lt;br /&gt;ok, gonna cut my hair tml... well, where to cut?? cant figure it out.. pout...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109447963630230347?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109447963630230347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109447963630230347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109447963630230347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109447963630230347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/yawn.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109439738308111315</id><published>2004-09-05T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T23:16:23.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>counting down to hols..&lt;br /&gt;and need a job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109439738308111315?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109439738308111315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109439738308111315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109439738308111315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109439738308111315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/counting-down-to-hols.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109431121351735922</id><published>2004-09-04T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T23:27:04.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people wassup?&lt;br /&gt;i realise when u are in great mood.. everything is great... esp shopping&lt;br /&gt;muahahha.. i managed to turn my dear to a good shoppin companion....&lt;br /&gt;things that caught my eye today&lt;br /&gt;1st) this new arrival at giodano, it is a dark brown with stripe drawstring pants&lt;br /&gt;2nd) this quite style thing don noe the name for it.. from isetan orange&lt;br /&gt;3rd) this mango jacket... gosh this really fits me man.. damn nice.. it is beige.. i want my hands on them&lt;br /&gt;4th) this boxing bag from bum....&lt;br /&gt;5th) this black top from far east.. quite vintage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think vintage style is nice.. but so far they aint on me yet.. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;dear, mus help me build my new wardrobe k??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion i aint a greedy person (lol) i jus wanna get the pants, the jacket and perhaps the bag.. total cost might round up to be $200 plus&lt;br /&gt;the hols are coming.. i need cash!!! anyone got any nice recommend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enuff bout my shopping list.. i had meals at pizza hut with dear, arron, william, jin yuen and freddie.&lt;br /&gt;quite crappy.. quite nice to see arron. (btw, he is my pri sch friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109431121351735922?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109431121351735922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109431121351735922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109431121351735922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109431121351735922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/hey-people-wassup-i-realise-when-u-are.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109426198904644803</id><published>2004-09-04T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T09:39:49.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wasssup??!! kinda bored here.. early in the morning and i am in school.. not kewl right? wat to do??! well, din go school yesterday cos, i am simply too lazy to.. and heard yesterday lessons is the last lessons we had with her.. well??!! wat to say? nothing.. hahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... i came up with this idea that eat less, u will have more money to spend on my new clothes.. i am so happy.. however i am sad too.. wahah.. contracdicting right? well wanted to wear this black top but it is lost!! oh gosh.. pout pout.. and i bought another shirt a while ago, at flowers in the attict~ and it is gone!!!! gosh.. really ought to pack that room of mine.. i seems to aways lost my things inside.. hahah.. don come into my room, or u wont be able to come out at all.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, later goin out, with his friends to eat and watch movie. actually arron wanted ktv, so asked dan to come,  and told him, where we were going. he said he hates ktv.. cos he finds it is boring.. sigh... why??!! so i said pool.. and wat i get? huh? play pool on bday..&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE is so small.. if we had everything, which we cant now.. sigh nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i realise my boy boy likes theme park.. ~~~ *shakes head..&lt;br /&gt;we were surppose to go swimmin today at cdans!! arrghh&lt;br /&gt;is already 2 weeks that i haven got into the water.. and i have to wait patiently to next week..&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shant relied on u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey dudes out there!! anyone wanna go sun tanning!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109426198904644803?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109426198904644803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109426198904644803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109426198904644803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109426198904644803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/wasssup-kinda-bored-here.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109417938622122728</id><published>2004-09-03T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T11:24:00.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;who had never admit i am better than anyone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god gave me a brain, which is working well, and it is co-ordinating well, with my mouth, and hands even with the rest of my body parts. to make fully use of it. i speak.. i aint dumb k?&lt;br /&gt;i cant stop u if u wanna insult that my brain aint working well with my mouth...&lt;br /&gt;people have different perception on others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;common ger, i think u should also get a life.. u cant be borther? YaWn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is a circle... watever comes around goes around..&lt;br /&gt;no one have the ability to manipulate people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109417938622122728?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109417938622122728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109417938622122728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109417938622122728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109417938622122728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/about-me-who-had-never-admit-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109414228371226393</id><published>2004-09-03T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T00:28:11.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh yea, are u tellin ppl don judge?? when i belive u always do that to others..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaa yeaa.. watched the channel news asia, and then, tokyo latest fashion is on gothic lolita...&lt;br /&gt;well.. so i told that gf of mine, bout it.. cos since she like fashion.. share share lor....&lt;br /&gt;she once told me, she wanna be a trend setter rather than a follower.. so i told her why not tried that? since no one had wore it here yet.. well obviously she wasnt interested..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh for goodness sake... i din said u cant bring ur self out properly... trendy and style is diff u noe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;u can don follow the trends and have ur own style.. thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;s i never disagree on u.. so how can u said i said u cant bring urself out properly?&lt;/span&gt; lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but there are also people out there who are trendy and yet not sylish or trendy and stylish...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"dun use jargons when u dun really understand well nuff." u are contradicting urself, when u said don judge others. LOLX.. pathetic...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well watever, how u gonna view it... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was jus telling u bout it.. but seems like the whole thingy thing got so big, that u feel sorry for me... asked me to get a life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well i had a beautiful life, so no need to feel sorry for me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS : dear, u have my promises, i will have the discipline to sustain it.. cos it takes 2 hands to clap....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109414228371226393?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109414228371226393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109414228371226393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109414228371226393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109414228371226393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/oh-yea-are-u-tellin-ppl-don-judge-when.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109404280818418095</id><published>2004-09-01T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T20:46:48.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, i went shopping on my own to buy something for my dear... sigh.. leg kinda tired now...&lt;br /&gt;i walked here and there, jus to find him something... and spent pretty much today... so dead.. is only the beginning of the month... i bought myseld something too.. so happy.....&lt;br /&gt; i saw this espirit haversack bag.. i think not bad.. quite normall.. but it attract my attention...&lt;br /&gt;tml then cont to let u noe what i got for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer my boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109404280818418095?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109404280818418095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109404280818418095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109404280818418095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109404280818418095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/today-i-went-shopping-on-my-own-to-buy.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109400555898931355</id><published>2004-09-01T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T10:25:58.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do u noe sch is kinda boring when u don have the mood for it? well today there aint any mood for school today... in fact i feel bad about myself today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it juss seems like not my day today... i hate to be out when i don feel like.. i wanna laze at home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109400555898931355?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109400555898931355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109400555898931355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109400555898931355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109400555898931355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/09/do-u-noe-sch-is-kinda-boring-when-u.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109396299924821536</id><published>2004-08-31T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T22:36:39.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyday is getting better.. i am getting a clearer picture each day.. as i look into his eyes, those big and mesmerizing eyes with his super long eye lashes.. it jus sort of melted my heart.. and those lips that he purposely pouted, jus cant resist it..&lt;br /&gt;everyday, its getting more and more happening.. missing more than ever.. realize alot of things thru the past weeks. something that i confronted him last night.. he make me change what i think about those negtaives thinkin that i had. make me noe that not all are true.. in fact none...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he had a new haircut.. so handsome... and i thinnk his shoulders got put slping spell.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;Don matter what may come my way, I m running after u. I wont turn back and go their way, cos I m running after u.&lt;br /&gt;don care how u gonna dress, how others said bout u. is wat u are that i am concern bout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109396299924821536?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109396299924821536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109396299924821536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109396299924821536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109396299924821536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/08/everyday-is-getting-better.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109378922776596039</id><published>2004-08-29T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T22:20:27.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh.... weekend is over!!!! omg... but i am kinda happy though, cos it one more week down to go to the hols...&lt;br /&gt;let me summarize what i did over the boring weekends..&lt;br /&gt;meet him on sat &lt;br /&gt;meet him on sun&lt;br /&gt;hahah... kidding, this isnt wat i mean..&lt;br /&gt;it's never boring to see him.&lt;br /&gt;sat, i waited for him at home, till i rotted.. so i decieded to go find him at jp, cos he meeting his friends there. so i told him, i am not comin to find him at the mac.. so went and walk ard alone. and finally he called, when i bout to enter the ladies, said he comin up to find me.. and his big gp of friends also came up.. saw arron from far.. hahah.. still lame. still think i don recognise him at all.. meet ryan, the windsurfin guy from rp.. not bad looking.&lt;br /&gt;then went and get their (dear &amp; ryan) hair cut.. its kinda boring.. wasted my 2 hrs plus there... but the ppl are friendly, they even got xbox for us to play. so dear cut his hair first.. then, i played with ryan.. it was fun at 1st, then getting really draggy and boring and HUNGRY. cos i haven taken my lunch and it was like 430??!! so after dear hair cut, see him played, then went over to funnan to buy food. bought pan cake.. realise i cant take too much peanut. hahah.. but din fin, and so bad of me, dump it at his bag. think now it at his house. then after all their hair losss (hair cut), went and get pasta mania. since like everytime i tell myself, i hate pasta liaoz, don noe why still eat. and their skills there is lousy, pasta is damn overcook, damn ekk..&lt;br /&gt;then went bugis and orchard and home.. i was quite sick last night esp on the bus.. but after takin the med, think i am better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun meet him quite late, cos is a sunday, so we delly dally to do things.. had lunch at 330.. damn late... sigh.. wat to do? then went bugis for haf an hr, then went and meet my pals for dinner at jp. he wanted to come, so i bring him. though, i din entertained him, hahha... sorrry la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG : i need to budget.. hahah.. anyway, got a new shoe and top.. sigh.. SINNED... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109378922776596039?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109378922776596039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109378922776596039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109378922776596039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109378922776596039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/08/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109371762143679745</id><published>2004-08-29T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T02:31:16.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg!!! look at the time!!!.&lt;br /&gt;i went to bed at 11 and woke up at 2 to use the internet.. noe why? in just 3 hrs, i had woke up &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THREE TIMES.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and non-stop of sneezing.. sigh...soon i gonna blow my nose off.. lol&lt;br /&gt;dear ask me to take the flu tablet.. but i lied and told him i did.. so sorry.. but i just took one just now.. hate flu, coz it will make my throat sore.. and i hate sore throat..&lt;br /&gt;hate to see the doc... cos everytime when i went to see one, it seems like everything is perfectly fine.. then very pai seh.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;ok.. feel abut hungry now.. since yesterday afternoon, i feel like eating fried fish beehoon&lt;br /&gt;see ar, i always forgot i sick one.. or allergy to some food. an example. peanut, i cant really take it, but i love it. hahah...shit, shldn't have talk about food. its makin me hungry. hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well todays is wendy birthday.. happy happy&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109371762143679745?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109371762143679745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109371762143679745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109371762143679745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109371762143679745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/08/omg-look-at-time.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109360741332913079</id><published>2004-08-27T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T19:50:13.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven been updating my blog... so boring...&lt;br /&gt;esp today's lessons. at least managed to did 7 slides for the ppt in 1/2 hr...&lt;br /&gt;the fac is not as long winded as the old one.&lt;br /&gt;been quite tired lately&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. got this feelin i am getting fairer and cant stand the feelin that i aint gonna sun tannin tml. pout... i cant wait to se my new shoes!!!. thanks wendy!! she the one helpin me to get it..&lt;br /&gt;she turning 18 in 2 days time.. so happy fer her..&lt;br /&gt;haven takin my dinner yet.. and stomache like givin me some problem.. sigh....&lt;br /&gt;so happy dad is oversea...&lt;br /&gt;i think the channel 8 show quite nice.. so dramatic.. i like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. david de cruz is quite handsome.. but hahah his singing? muahahh&lt;br /&gt;well cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109360741332913079?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109360741332913079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109360741332913079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109360741332913079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109360741332913079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/08/haven-been-updating-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109343803888576426</id><published>2004-08-25T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:47:18.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahaha..... my boyfriend POUTED... hahha... he starting to learn all these things from me... showin the pout lips, and the teary eyes... he asked me not to write abt it.. but i cant helped it... even his best friend, michelle, also noticed he pouted the other day... i bet he does it when he missed a goal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109343803888576426?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109343803888576426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109343803888576426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109343803888576426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109343803888576426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/08/hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109335286002333485</id><published>2004-08-24T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T21:39:52.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/img040824-2045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my new navel stud?? isnt it cute? it is.. cos it is called cutie navel stud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today have to rush home than no time for my man... i love the feeling of missing him... he is jus so cute!!!.. well is a good thing to be apart for 2 days.. i had alot to think.. and sort some thing out too... i concluded that, my thinking or feeling was quite badly affected, by the numerous time we quarrel.. well... i don wanna remember anymore... jus wanna treasure all those that were given to me... love u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*love wendy, tung, cherie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest dear went and had a match.. he so good... i not lying.. but i think i am lucky!! ;P he score 4 goals today... and they won by 5 to nil..&lt;br /&gt;so fit ar... his chest damn nice de.. hehehe.. and got the 'T' shape ... and the goattee he is trying to keep, cos i wanted him to have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went and meet him at paragon, he was stunned at what i wore... the off shoulder top (bought it a size bigger to make it offshoulder) and my PINK sunglasses... he was like, eh, nv see u wear like tt b4.... hehehe... his palm is always so big!!! like giant... but i like... hehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the singapore fashion design cometition yesterday... the show was quite nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/IMG_0470.jpg" width="225" length=" 225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/IMG_0472.jpg" width="225" length=" 225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singapre came in 1st runner up and thai as the winner...&lt;br /&gt;that was this contestant which uses boots for their model's shoes, and all their boots was so nice.. simply adore them.. cant wait to get my hands on em, one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/IMG_0478.jpg" width="225" length="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is like a climbin a moutain... always so exciting.. so many obstacle for me to overcome together with u. cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109335286002333485?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109335286002333485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109335286002333485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109335286002333485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109335286002333485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/08/thats-my-new-navel-stud-isnt-it-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998859.post-109327824349206553</id><published>2004-08-24T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T00:24:03.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to fashion show... the boots make me wanna grab them.. well i miss him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/IMG_0467.jpg" width =" 75," length =" 75" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/IMG_0470.jpg" width =" 75," length =" 75" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/IMG_0471.jpg" width =" 75," length =" 75" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/IMG_0472.jpg" width =" 75," length =" 75" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/jazzITupWITHmusic/IMG_0473.jpg" width =" 75," length =" 75" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998859-109327824349206553?l=jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/109327824349206553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998859&amp;postID=109327824349206553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109327824349206553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998859/posts/default/109327824349206553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzitupwithmusic.blogspot.com/2004/08/went-to-fashion-show.html' title=''/><author><name>jazzITup</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
