<?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-1011488126528369765</id><updated>2012-02-03T09:49:08.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is either a daring adventure or nothing</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jessamine</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>141</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011488126528369765.post-4190410144027493866</id><published>2012-01-31T16:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T16:16:12.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phobia</title><content type='html'>Philophobia: Fear of falling in love or being in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough week and its only tuesday.. Suffered a serious case of food allergy on sunday. Freaked out when it spreaded to my face. A really painful jab and the hives are more or less gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been really weak recently, 3 doc visits in a month.. Im sure the doctor recognized me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been partying the past few mths, time to take a break again. No more festive season as an excuse:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-4190410144027493866?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/4190410144027493866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2012/01/phobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4190410144027493866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4190410144027493866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2012/01/phobia.html' title='Phobia'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-6285043796708353095</id><published>2012-01-28T17:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T17:55:08.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me about it..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FCJWwUgQDiI/TyPF4XUhZpI/AAAAAAAABHA/hr8AMPuBv18/s1600/tumblr_lxvcdlGDnL1qhzv6oo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FCJWwUgQDiI/TyPF4XUhZpI/AAAAAAAABHA/hr8AMPuBv18/s320/tumblr_lxvcdlGDnL1qhzv6oo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-6285043796708353095?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/6285043796708353095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2012/01/tell-me-about-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6285043796708353095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6285043796708353095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2012/01/tell-me-about-it.html' title='Tell me about it..'/><author><name>Jessamine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FCJWwUgQDiI/TyPF4XUhZpI/AAAAAAAABHA/hr8AMPuBv18/s72-c/tumblr_lxvcdlGDnL1qhzv6oo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011488126528369765.post-1115697135074294873</id><published>2012-01-26T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T23:41:58.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminders</title><content type='html'>Don’t be exclusive unless he is too, if you aren’t his one and only then don’t make him yours. Keep your options open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="contentStreamPostBodyText"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont give more than u receive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="contentStreamPostBodyText"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-1115697135074294873?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/1115697135074294873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2012/01/reminders.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1115697135074294873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1115697135074294873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2012/01/reminders.html' title='Reminders'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-2304014230070940128</id><published>2012-01-16T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T19:51:26.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don’t be with someone who doesn’t want to be with you.</title><content type='html'>"Another one of those things that sounds obvious, but we often forget when we’re caught up in the turmoils of our relationships. &amp;nbsp;Don’t date someone who doesn’t want to be with you. &amp;nbsp;The person you are with should always, ALWAYS want you by their side. &amp;nbsp;Not only when things are good, and not only when things are convenient. &amp;nbsp;If there is any situation where the boy you date indicates that you are not his best alternative, kick him to the curb. &amp;nbsp;I guarantee that there is someone else who would love to have you in his company."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-2304014230070940128?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/2304014230070940128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2012/01/dont-be-with-someone-who-doesnt-want-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2304014230070940128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2304014230070940128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2012/01/dont-be-with-someone-who-doesnt-want-to.html' title='Don’t be with someone who doesn’t want to be with you.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-5785327864948450117</id><published>2012-01-16T14:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T14:52:16.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Three (my echo, my shadow and me)</title><content type='html'>I don't quite like the person i've became lately, or i think i've become..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those values that i used to stand strong and practiced are being stacked away now. Maybe its time to rethink about the beliefs i used to hold firmly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-5785327864948450117?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/5785327864948450117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-three-my-echo-my-shadow-and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5785327864948450117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5785327864948450117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-three-my-echo-my-shadow-and-me.html' title='We Three (my echo, my shadow and me)'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-1664972149539140094</id><published>2011-06-11T17:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T18:05:00.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A piece of mind...</title><content type='html'>Doesnt it hurt when your friend do shit to you ,esp friend whom u tot u knew for a long time(or so i thought i did). Make it double if its someone who was once your dearest bestest friend and wait.. not that i didn express my "uncomfortability" before. But u did it anyway. Its not the boy tt screw us up, its u that screw this up. You can choose to be in denial, you can choose to not remember..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, enough said. Thanks but no thanks, i think dont need such friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-1664972149539140094?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/1664972149539140094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2011/06/piece-of-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1664972149539140094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1664972149539140094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2011/06/piece-of-mind.html' title='A piece of mind...'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-2470372158659678183</id><published>2011-05-21T02:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T02:54:07.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And so they say, life is about making choices.</title><content type='html'>I ought to stop thinking so much, quit over analyzing things and just concentrate on being the happy jessamine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I've have learnt to let go, learnt to forgive. Or maybe its just me getting numb, getting used to it... And so i wonder...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-2470372158659678183?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/2470372158659678183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2011/05/and-so-they-say-life-is-about-making.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2470372158659678183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2470372158659678183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2011/05/and-so-they-say-life-is-about-making.html' title='And so they say, life is about making choices.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-2381172468078144330</id><published>2011-05-17T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T22:45:57.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson 101</title><content type='html'>I have learnt that people come and go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-2381172468078144330?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/2381172468078144330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2011/05/lesson-101.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2381172468078144330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2381172468078144330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2011/05/lesson-101.html' title='Lesson 101'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-8795175796059000008</id><published>2011-04-24T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T23:59:32.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision decision decision</title><content type='html'>Found myself standing at the crossroad once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its the comfort that I dont like. Maybe its the thrill, the uncertainty that i had prefer. I really dont know, i feel like a headless chicken running around right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, I pray that I've made the correct decision. And keep my finger crossed that the big guy up have his plans and will be looking after me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-8795175796059000008?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/8795175796059000008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2011/04/decision-decision-decision.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/8795175796059000008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/8795175796059000008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2011/04/decision-decision-decision.html' title='Decision decision decision'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-3834721316686668698</id><published>2011-04-17T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T22:55:28.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The second verse...</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(237, 28, 36); font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(111, 49, 152);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;如果，你发现以下说的对，那说明你真的受伤了…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(237, 28, 36); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(111, 49, 152);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-3834721316686668698?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/3834721316686668698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2011/04/second-verse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3834721316686668698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3834721316686668698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2011/04/second-verse.html' title='The second verse...'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-2428667965962980655</id><published>2011-03-30T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T23:23:02.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥流浪人之处【新生活】</title><content type='html'>1.生活里，有很多转瞬即逝，像在车站的告别，刚刚还相互拥抱，转眼已各自天涯。很多时候，你不懂，我也不懂，也许就这样，说着说着就变了，听着听着就倦了，看着看着就厌了，跟着跟着就慢了，走着走着就散了，爱着爱着就淡了，想着想着就算了。­&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.其时，我很累了，我习惯假装坚强，习惯了一个人面对所有，我不知道自己到底想怎么样。有时候我可以很开心的和每个人说话，可以很放肆的，可是却没有人知道，那不过是伪装，很刻意的伪装；我可以让自己很快乐很快乐，可是却找不到快乐的源头，只是傻笑。­&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.   有时候，莫名的心情不好，不想和任何人说话，只想一个人静静的发呆。有时候，夜深人静，突然觉得不是睡不着，而是固执地不想睡。有时候，听到一首歌，就会 突然想起一个人。有时候，别人突然对你说，我觉得你变了，然后自己开始百感交集。------ 丢了的自己，只能慢慢捡回来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  没有人有耐心听你讲完自己的故事，因为每个人都有自己的话要说；没有人喜欢听你抱怨生活，因为每个人都有自己的苦痛；世人多半寂寞，这世界愿意倾听，习惯 沉默的人，难得几个。------ 我再也不想对别人提起自己的过往，那些挣扎在梦魇中的寂寞，荒芜，还是交给时间，慢慢淡漠。­&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.假如爱情可以解释，誓言可以修改。假如，你我的相遇，可以重新安排。那么，生活就会比较容易。假如有一天，我终于能将你忘记。然而，这不是随便传说的故事，也不是明天才要上演的戏剧，我无法找出原稿将你一笔抹去。­&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.   有人告诉我，鱼的记忆只有7秒，7秒之后它就不记得过去的事情，一切又都变成新的。所以，在那小小鱼缸里的鱼儿，永远不会感到无聊。我宁愿是条鱼，7秒一 过就什么都忘记，曾经遇到的人，曾经做过的事，都可以烟消云散。可我不是鱼，无法忘记我爱的人，无法忘记牵挂的苦，无法忘记相思的痛；无法忘记我的失败、 亲人的误解……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 一个人总要走陌生的路，看陌生的风景，听陌生的歌。最后你会发现，原本费尽心机想要忘记的事情真的很难忘记。­&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.所谓练习微笑，不是机械地挪动你的面部表情，而是努力地改变你的心态，调节你的心情。学会平静地接受现实，学会对自己说声顺其自然，学会坦然地面对厄运，学会积极地看待人生，学会凡事都往好处想。这样，阳光就会流进心里来，驱走恐惧，驱走黑暗，驱走所有­……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.心理学家推荐的能让你开心的事：每天拍几张照片；看快乐的电影；在周末的白日清晨做梦；给朋友寄卡片；在水边散步；偶尔吃一顿大餐；每星期坚持做一次锻炼；一边开车，一边大声歌唱；一边喝咖啡，一边读小说；一边打电话，一边信手涂鸦；一边洗澡，一边唱歌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.你见，或者不见我，我就在那里，不悲不喜；你念，或者不念我，情就在那里，不来不去；你爱，或者不爱我，爱就在那里，不增不减；你跟，或者不跟我，我的手就在你的手里，不舍不弃。------ 来我的怀里，或者让我住进你的心里，默然相爱，寂静欢喜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.曾经在某一个瞬间，我们以为自己长大了，有一天，我们终于发现，长大的含义除了欲望还有勇气和坚强，以及某种必须的牺牲。------ 在生活的面前我们还都是孩子，其实我们从未长大还不懂得爱和被爱。­因为爱过，所以慈悲；因为懂得，所以宽容。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.一生至少该有一次，为了某个人而忘了自己，不求有结果，不求同行，不求曾经拥有，甚至不求你爱我，只求在我最美的年华里，遇到你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.有些伤口，时间久了就会慢慢长好；有些委屈，受过了想通了也就释然了；有些伤痛，忍过了疼久了也成习惯了……然而却在很多孤独的瞬间，又重新涌上心头。------ 其实，有些藏在心底的话 ，并不是故意要去隐瞒，只是，并不是所有的疼痛，都可以呐喊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.   面对让自己失败的人，最佳的报复不是仇恨，而是打心底发出的冷淡和不屑，也应该感激他们，感激他们给我的人生上了一课，只是学费高了些，干嘛花力气去恨一 些对自己未来的人生从此不再相干的人，恨，只能恨自己，恨自己的孤傲、自闭，一时冲动是你失败的根源，知道路线错了，停止就是前进，冷静；思考；检讨自 己……然后，从头再来！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.遇到一件事，如果你 ------ 喜欢它，那么享受它；不喜欢，那么避开它；避不开，那么改变它；改不了，那么接受它；接受不下，那么处理它；难以处理，那么就放下它。------ 其实，人最难的是“放下”。放下了，就释然了。­&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.可以一个人唱歌，一个人喝咖啡，一个人涂鸦，一个人旅行，一个人逛大街，一个人在雨中漫步，一个人听音乐，一个人自言自语，一个人发呆，一个人寂寞，一个人看电视，一个人翻杂志...... 只有爱，是自己一个人做不到的。­&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.人一简单就快乐，一世故就变老。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.感情再深，恩义再浓的朋友，天涯远隔，情义，终也慢慢疏淡。------ 不是说彼此的心变了，也不是说不再当对方是朋友，只是，远在天涯，喜怒哀乐不能共享。------ 原来，我们已是遥远得只剩下问候，问候还是好的，至少我们不曾把彼此忘记。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.世界上最凄绝的距离是两个人本来距离很远，互不相识，忽然有一天，他们相识，相爱，距离变得很近。然后有一天，不再相爱了，本来很近的两个人，变得很远，甚至比以前更远。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.如果你看到面前的阴影，别怕，那是因为你的背后有阳光。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some food for thought. Enjoy~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-2428667965962980655?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/2428667965962980655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2428667965962980655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2428667965962980655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='♥流浪人之处【新生活】'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-5654439524841058307</id><published>2010-12-27T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T10:17:13.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye singapore and hello philipine</title><content type='html'>see you when I'm back on nye:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-5654439524841058307?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/5654439524841058307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/12/goodbye-singapore-and-hello-philipine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5654439524841058307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5654439524841058307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/12/goodbye-singapore-and-hello-philipine.html' title='goodbye singapore and hello philipine'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-8632704524175002814</id><published>2010-11-30T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T22:49:49.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey, dont throw stone. n dont push ur luck.</title><content type='html'>Cos i cant control wad others say.. but at least i know i can control how i react(or dont react) and feel about them. She can say whadever she like, as the saying goes "People who live in glass houses should not throw stones".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, im damn sure im not gonna become a victim of this kind of stupidity, childish and small-mindedness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-8632704524175002814?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/8632704524175002814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/11/honey-dont-throw-stone-n-dont-push-ur.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/8632704524175002814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/8632704524175002814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/11/honey-dont-throw-stone-n-dont-push-ur.html' title='Honey, dont throw stone. n dont push ur luck.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-2413896340617097023</id><published>2010-11-30T12:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T22:36:17.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>最近</title><content type='html'>你想要的我却不能够给你我全部；&lt;br /&gt;我能给的却又不是你想要拥有的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly a fan of chinese music. But i happened to chance upon this song(i think its quite an old song alrdy) on youtube recently, and have been hooked ever since. The lyrics are so straight to the heart, so true, so meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ultimately, thanks for being there when im.. Ermm.. Hiding in the toilet:x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-2413896340617097023?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/2413896340617097023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2413896340617097023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2413896340617097023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='最近'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-8514785701885377911</id><published>2010-11-25T23:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T07:02:42.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The simplest thing.</title><content type='html'>The most ridiculously long yet extremely enjoyable conversation about the most random things imaginable=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-8514785701885377911?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/8514785701885377911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/11/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/8514785701885377911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/8514785701885377911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/11/d.html' title='The simplest thing.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-1963940833171890232</id><published>2010-11-23T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T21:41:36.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back(sorta)</title><content type='html'>I know, i know. I have been missing in action and well. Truth to be told, i have been trying to find myself back. Not the party me. I really had a hard time figuring out where to go(aside from zouk). Then after last weekend, i realized. It doesnt exactly matter where one go, for what matters is the company! For instance, last fri. I met up with this poly friend of mine. we went for chinese food followed by some chill out session at wala. I was home by midnight! As for sat, i stayed home the entire day. Yet i wasnt bored, and yes not at all. We talked, from 10pm to 7am the next day. Other than feeling friggin tired, i was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can say is that things are kinda taking its turn. "Whatever happen, happens for a  reason" so im gonna just go with the flow and maybe ride on the wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; be thankful for what I've got. also to lose the weight tt i've gained. MUAHAHHAHAA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-1963940833171890232?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/1963940833171890232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-backsorta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1963940833171890232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1963940833171890232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-backsorta.html' title='Im back(sorta)'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-6391331117097943439</id><published>2010-11-02T10:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T23:57:07.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Forget the past that made you cry and start focusing on the &lt;s&gt;phuture&lt;/s&gt;(sorry i cant help it)future that make you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh! My Mobile bill for  the month of Oct came up to $168.. yeahh, how auspicious NOT. Who the hell did i even text.. seriously...&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/1011488126528369765-6391331117097943439?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/6391331117097943439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/11/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6391331117097943439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6391331117097943439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/11/wow.html' title='WOW..'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-9100726427960728046</id><published>2010-10-30T14:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T12:06:45.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wont stop, cant stop</title><content type='html'>And despite it all, he still mean the world to her, she just kept it all in her. But deep inside, she will drop everything just to be by his side. She will go all out to brighten his day, even if she can't even brighten her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She never stopped loving him, she just temporarily stopped showing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-9100726427960728046?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/9100726427960728046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/wont-stop-cant-stop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/9100726427960728046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/9100726427960728046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/wont-stop-cant-stop.html' title='Wont stop, cant stop'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-6434802376041803598</id><published>2010-10-27T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T01:33:16.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick n bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TMcQH9seNUI/AAAAAAAABBk/w6pY1g7-pQg/s1600/z209419981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TMcQH9seNUI/AAAAAAAABBk/w6pY1g7-pQg/s320/z209419981.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532408396254164290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TMcQGx1bdeI/AAAAAAAABBc/PeJ6Afzo4pk/s1600/z192603132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TMcQGx1bdeI/AAAAAAAABBc/PeJ6Afzo4pk/s320/z192603132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532408375890638306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TMcQFgGmy3I/AAAAAAAABBU/JTQzB13OUY0/s1600/z199432319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TMcQFgGmy3I/AAAAAAAABBU/JTQzB13OUY0/s320/z199432319.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532408353950976882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TMcQE9qsz3I/AAAAAAAABBM/gw6yomq5wKk/s1600/tumblr_kuuyhbtClS1qzqezho1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TMcQE9qsz3I/AAAAAAAABBM/gw6yomq5wKk/s320/tumblr_kuuyhbtClS1qzqezho1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532408344707125106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-6434802376041803598?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/6434802376041803598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/sick-n-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6434802376041803598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6434802376041803598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/sick-n-bored.html' title='Sick n bored'/><author><name>Jessamine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TMcQH9seNUI/AAAAAAAABBk/w6pY1g7-pQg/s72-c/z209419981.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011488126528369765.post-2734461228075766668</id><published>2010-10-26T07:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T07:35:43.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unwell</title><content type='html'>Awesome, at this critical make it or break it point of time. My body is down. Fever, running nose and the main culprit, tonsillitis. What a pain in the ass and damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Lucas, here i come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-2734461228075766668?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/2734461228075766668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/unwell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2734461228075766668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2734461228075766668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/unwell.html' title='Unwell'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-433144682803926635</id><published>2010-10-23T20:52:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T16:37:39.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause life's too short to dwell on the unchangeable.</title><content type='html'>Life is full of disappointments and people you trusted will sooner or later let you down. I've learned that often those you love will love someone else and there's only one way to fall. Often fast and hard. I've learned that everything can change in a blink of eye and tears often come involuntarily. I've learned crying can make us stronger and there is can never be too much love to go around. Lastly, I've found that every time you give someone a piece of your heart, it's a piece that you will never get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno when and I dunno how. But i know that we won't ever really be close again and someday, you and i will stop talking. And eventually, we will grow apart.  Im not giving up, Im just accepting tt things just werent meant to be or supposed to be. I have reached a point where im tired of chasing and trying to fix things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really never wanted to leave, but you have never ever gave me a reason to stay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-433144682803926635?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/433144682803926635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/cause-lifes-too-short-to-dwell-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/433144682803926635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/433144682803926635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/cause-lifes-too-short-to-dwell-on.html' title='Cause life&apos;s too short to dwell on the unchangeable.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-1061267431835952404</id><published>2010-10-18T14:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:27:27.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A promise is a comfort for a fool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have came to realize that u r just a guy, a special one maybe, but u r not mine at the end of the day. and i dont need to do things to make u love me again. cos if u wanted to, u would. Maybe this time.. we r really going back to our lives, separate from each other. And maybe one day when you see me, when I see you, we will pretend we dont know that at one time we were lovers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've clearly made your point when u chose partying instead of spending my 21st bday w me. You know what is the funny part? The girl wasnt the one who changed this time, the guy did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is prove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-1061267431835952404?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/1061267431835952404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/promise-is-comfort-for-fool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1061267431835952404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1061267431835952404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/promise-is-comfort-for-fool.html' title='A promise is a comfort for a fool'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-4954097445309915254</id><published>2010-10-17T21:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T21:28:15.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy weekend</title><content type='html'>Suffering from the cough of the yr=(( Nonetheless it didnt quite affect the weekend activities. Velvet on fri, was half smashed. belated bday celebration w Briana jie jie n Ron kor kor on sat! "Takers" w ivan and  Ipuddo ramen-ed with the besties couple(Morv n Aud) on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ron n Briana jie for the red packet.. many thanks and much appreciated=) And Paul smith perfume is my new love=) Thank u besties&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough cough cough cough x infinity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-4954097445309915254?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/4954097445309915254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/busy-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4954097445309915254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4954097445309915254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy weekend'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-6033585102539307677</id><published>2010-10-14T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T20:36:01.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White lie</title><content type='html'>noun. An often trivial, diplomatic or well-intentioned untruthful statement, often with the further intention to maintain a secret or reputation, protect someone's feelings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-6033585102539307677?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/6033585102539307677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/white-lie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6033585102539307677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6033585102539307677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/white-lie.html' title='White lie'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-5466620640389623306</id><published>2010-10-13T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T20:29:13.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is all we need</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ok, my birthday is officially over. Had a blast for my 21st! Thanks everyone who really make the effort to make the whole celebration works. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i present you my fav ppl(my gf, my bffs, my confidants) on the planet:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TLbZw4XclzI/AAAAAAAABBE/vwjQLqVSfr8/s320/33613_433897048028_741533028_5184375_3199116_n.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527845026431538994" border="0" /&gt;Baby Audrey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TLZEikTnAFI/AAAAAAAABA0/Hw10qo7RJY0/s320/IMG_5106.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527680953296027730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My three girls=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TLbZTwMAJ9I/AAAAAAAABA8/2p2miWWF0I8/s320/67012_439171538028_741533028_5288649_5897489_n.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527844526019848146" border="0" /&gt;Morven and my fav aunt!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-5466620640389623306?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/5466620640389623306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/10q.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5466620640389623306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5466620640389623306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/10q.html' title='Love is all we need'/><author><name>Jessamine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TLbZw4XclzI/AAAAAAAABBE/vwjQLqVSfr8/s72-c/33613_433897048028_741533028_5184375_3199116_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011488126528369765.post-7992098202482701408</id><published>2010-10-12T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T22:54:06.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and so i miss.</title><content type='html'>I miss having u lie next to me &lt;br /&gt;I miss slping in ur arms&lt;br /&gt;I miss how you like to play and smell my hair&lt;br /&gt;I miss hw u hold my hands whn we cross the road &lt;br /&gt;I miss hw u roll ur eyes at me when i do silly things&lt;br /&gt;I miss the instant noodle tt you cook&lt;br /&gt;I miss how u complain about my blanket kicking habit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i think i rlly misses u. x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-7992098202482701408?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/7992098202482701408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-miss-u-lying-next-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/7992098202482701408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/7992098202482701408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-miss-u-lying-next-to-me.html' title='and so i miss.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-7949944981197200393</id><published>2010-10-05T23:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T23:30:20.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist</title><content type='html'>I can easily write a full list of things that i want for my bday. But again, wad i rlly need is happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-7949944981197200393?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/7949944981197200393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/wishlist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/7949944981197200393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/7949944981197200393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/10/wishlist.html' title='Wishlist'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-6288832711269007557</id><published>2010-09-15T10:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T11:14:42.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do i go from here?</title><content type='html'>Achy, stuffed up and feeling feverish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan to eat mooncakes, play w lantern and burn trees down. HAHAHA.. weird i know, but thats what i always do with my second brother when we were young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wan my birthday to reach. I hate birthdays. All I wan to do is to stay in my room and wish myself a not so happy happy bdae when the clock strikes twelve. then go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***mooncakes from Goodwood Park is AWESOME=S&lt;br /&gt;***i wan to slp cos im tired, sad and all the wad not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-6288832711269007557?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/6288832711269007557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/09/where-do-i-go-from-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6288832711269007557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6288832711269007557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/09/where-do-i-go-from-here.html' title='Where do i go from here?'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-8606708584688848735</id><published>2010-09-13T13:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T13:44:31.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you, the old you.</title><content type='html'>So if I have to cross you out, I want you to know that in the end, it  wasn't because I stopped caring and stop trying, it's because you stopped being a  trustworthy/non-backstabbing friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to give u the benefit of doubt and u blew it off. Well, disappointment is a bitch and thats all im gonna say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-8606708584688848735?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/8606708584688848735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-miss-you-old-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/8606708584688848735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/8606708584688848735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-miss-you-old-you.html' title='I miss you, the old you.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-1592987550366037003</id><published>2010-09-10T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T21:32:55.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A bottomless pit of misery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be kind&lt;/span&gt;, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be sensitive&lt;/span&gt;, for harsh words cut in deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perception is tt im always happy/crazy/funny, and that im good at what I do, but what they dunno is, im a freaking god damn good actress too who managed to fool everyone into believing that im all okay. Fact is tt im always one step away from the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe, one day, just one day. I will be able to fool myself into believing that im really the happy, crazy, funny me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; here's a tupperware since you love screwing leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-1592987550366037003?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/1592987550366037003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/09/bottomless-pit-of-misery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1592987550366037003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1592987550366037003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/09/bottomless-pit-of-misery.html' title='A bottomless pit of misery'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-3323399144509895834</id><published>2010-09-09T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T13:24:16.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marina Bay Sands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TIhvCSBuJrI/AAAAAAAABAc/PlwXye2PoQY/s1600/Marina-Bay-Sands-Design-Exterior-1-588x378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TIhvCSBuJrI/AAAAAAAABAc/PlwXye2PoQY/s320/Marina-Bay-Sands-Design-Exterior-1-588x378.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514779828704650930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-3323399144509895834?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/3323399144509895834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/09/marina-bay-sands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3323399144509895834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3323399144509895834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/09/marina-bay-sands.html' title='Marina Bay Sands'/><author><name>Jessamine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TIhvCSBuJrI/AAAAAAAABAc/PlwXye2PoQY/s72-c/Marina-Bay-Sands-Design-Exterior-1-588x378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011488126528369765.post-4694071054464643359</id><published>2010-09-07T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T10:03:15.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you see me walking with someone else, It's not because I like his company It's because you're not brave enough to walk beside me.&lt;/span&gt;-Ally Mcbeal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you brave enough?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-4694071054464643359?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/4694071054464643359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-is-not-love-which-alters-when-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4694071054464643359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4694071054464643359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-is-not-love-which-alters-when-it.html' title='Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-6522978295362110599</id><published>2010-09-05T15:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T16:06:49.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes the time comes along when it's time: Time to move on. You'll still be there in everything that I do, and wherever I go I'll remember you- Leann Rimes, leaving's not leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone, you'll do anything and everything you can to keep them with you. Until one day when you realize that theres no way to go back to the past when things were the way they were before, step back and its time to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, being friends are rlly better than lovers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-6522978295362110599?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/6522978295362110599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6522978295362110599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6522978295362110599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-22.html' title='Day 22'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-6179239949914772765</id><published>2010-08-31T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T11:11:22.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nickleback- If today was your last day</title><content type='html'>My best friend gave me the best advice&lt;br /&gt;He said each day's a gift and not a given right&lt;br /&gt;Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind&lt;br /&gt;And try to take the path less traveled by&lt;br /&gt;That first step you take is the longest stride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late&lt;br /&gt;Could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Would you live each moment like your last&lt;br /&gt;Leave old pictures in the past?&lt;br /&gt;Donate every dime you had, if today was your last day?&lt;br /&gt;What if, what if, if today was your last day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against the grain should be a way of life&lt;br /&gt;What's worth the price is always worth the fight&lt;br /&gt;Every second counts 'cause there's no second try&lt;br /&gt;So live like you're never living twice&lt;br /&gt;Don't take the free ride in your own life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late&lt;br /&gt;Could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Would you live each moment like your last?&lt;br /&gt;Leave old pictures in the past?&lt;br /&gt;Donate every dime you had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And would you call those friends you never see?&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce old memories?&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive your enemies?&lt;br /&gt;And would you find that one you're dreaming of?&lt;br /&gt;Swear up and down to God above&lt;br /&gt;That you'd finally fall in love if today was your last day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;Would you make your mark by mending a broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;You know it's never too late to shoot for the stars&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you can't rewind a moment in this life&lt;br /&gt;Let nothing stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the hands of time are never on your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late&lt;br /&gt;Could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Would you live each moment like your last?&lt;br /&gt;Leave old pictures in the past?&lt;br /&gt;Donate every dime you had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And would you call those friends you never see?&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce old memories?&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive your enemies?&lt;br /&gt;And would you find that one you're dreaming of&lt;br /&gt;Swear up and down to God above&lt;br /&gt;That you'd finally fall in love if today was your last day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-6179239949914772765?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/6179239949914772765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/nickleback-if-today-was-your-last-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6179239949914772765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6179239949914772765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/nickleback-if-today-was-your-last-day.html' title='Nickleback- If today was your last day'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-658360917518909605</id><published>2010-08-30T21:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T10:02:52.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever=(</title><content type='html'>But this is not the end. Im gonna bounce back. Just watch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best friends, thanks for everything.&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/1011488126528369765-658360917518909605?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/658360917518909605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/658360917518909605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/658360917518909605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/fever.html' title='Fever=('/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-8695801491380510179</id><published>2010-08-28T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T17:09:11.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not again.</title><content type='html'>I totally top the chart for losing things in the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this time, with a hefty price tag. I am just that lucky that the cash deposit machine was down and i couldnt deposit my pay.. so my pay, plus my friend's camera.. 2k? good game jess, good game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line is.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Im stopping clubbing.&lt;/span&gt; And dad is implementing the 2359 on me=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Thanks for being there .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-8695801491380510179?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/8695801491380510179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/not-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/8695801491380510179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/8695801491380510179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/not-again.html' title='Not again.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-17773823496162294</id><published>2010-08-26T20:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T20:33:36.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>王力宏 - 你不知道的事</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;蝴蝶眨几次眼睛 才学会飞行&lt;br /&gt;夜空洒满了星星 但几颗会落地&lt;br /&gt;我飞行 但你坠落之际&lt;br /&gt;很靠近 还听见呼吸&lt;br /&gt;对不起 我却没捉紧你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;你不知道我为什么离开你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;我坚持不能说放任你哭泣&lt;br /&gt;你的泪滴像 倾盆大雨&lt;br /&gt;碎了满地 在心里清晰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;你不知道我为什么狠下心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;盘旋在你看不见的高空里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;多的是 你不知道的事&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;蝴蝶眨几次眼睛 才学会飞行&lt;br /&gt;夜空洒满了星星 但几颗会落地&lt;br /&gt;我飞行 但你坠落之际&lt;br /&gt;很靠近 还听见呼吸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;对不起 我却没捉紧你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不知道我为什么离开你&lt;br /&gt;我坚持不能说放任你哭泣&lt;br /&gt;你的泪滴像 倾盆大雨&lt;br /&gt;碎了满地 在心里清晰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;你不知道我为什么狠下心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;盘旋在你看不见的高空里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;多的是 你不知道的事&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;我飞行 但你坠落之际&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;你不知道我为什么离开你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;我坚持不能说放任你哭泣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;你的泪滴像 倾盆大雨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;碎了满地 在心里清晰&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;你不知道我为什么狠下心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;多的是 你不知道的事&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;盘旋在你看不见的高空里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-17773823496162294?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/17773823496162294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/17773823496162294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/17773823496162294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title='王力宏 - 你不知道的事'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-8522009312783935513</id><published>2010-08-26T08:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T08:44:09.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful.</title><content type='html'>Thanks for being there when i really need someone to talk to. Thanks for getting me ice cream cos u knew that i was really down. Thanks for acting like a clown just to make me laugh. I know i have always been nasty to you, scolding you like no others but thanks for being my best brother in the whole wide world, Jeffrey Then=)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And sweetie s, I hope i can find a way to ease your pain, to help you deal with whatever you are going thru right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody says its going to be easy, but i will be here with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-8522009312783935513?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/8522009312783935513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/thankful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/8522009312783935513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/8522009312783935513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/thankful.html' title='Thankful.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-595435171751276298</id><published>2010-08-23T10:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T11:47:35.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That which does not kill me, makes me stronger.</title><content type='html'>Cos I miss the old happy me. And sooooooo.... Im bringing the happy me back *Dance ard in circle and touch my toes=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-595435171751276298?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/595435171751276298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/that-which-does-not-kill-me-makes-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/595435171751276298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/595435171751276298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/that-which-does-not-kill-me-makes-me.html' title='That which does not kill me, makes me stronger.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-3016350386997277605</id><published>2010-08-22T08:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T08:43:17.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Its funny how you are still able to make me nervous=S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-3016350386997277605?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/3016350386997277605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3016350386997277605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3016350386997277605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-324766641281261467</id><published>2010-08-20T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T10:49:31.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words without action are meaningless.</title><content type='html'>Maybe i just need something to happen, a sign that things are going to change(for better or for worse). i need a reason to go on, to fight on. i need some bloody hope to cling on to! i was fighting hard against all the odds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i thought, just for a millisecond, I thought.. wads the point when im doing it all alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-324766641281261467?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/324766641281261467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-now-brown-cow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/324766641281261467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/324766641281261467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-now-brown-cow.html' title='Words without action are meaningless.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-6253910250373489293</id><published>2010-08-16T11:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T13:26:52.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossroad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TGjLWStweiI/AAAAAAAABAU/vOLrDMIjbwE/s1600/crossroad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TGjLWStweiI/AAAAAAAABAU/vOLrDMIjbwE/s320/crossroad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505874128301750818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a choice to make and no guarantee where the road leads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will not know where the road will lead until I take it. There is no guarantee the choices will lead to happiness because somethings are just beyond my control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who are meant to be together always find a way to each other. so yes. PEACE OUT=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-6253910250373489293?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/6253910250373489293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/crossroad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6253910250373489293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6253910250373489293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/crossroad.html' title='Crossroad'/><author><name>Jessamine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TGjLWStweiI/AAAAAAAABAU/vOLrDMIjbwE/s72-c/crossroad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011488126528369765.post-6377015340832540414</id><published>2010-08-15T05:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T06:12:31.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone bad</title><content type='html'>My intention was good, im sure. However, it backfired. It really did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-6377015340832540414?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/6377015340832540414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/gone-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6377015340832540414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6377015340832540414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/gone-bad.html' title='Gone bad'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-3102170772047883839</id><published>2010-08-11T08:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T10:11:33.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now what?</title><content type='html'>"Its not that i dont trust you, but its your heart tat i dont trust"&lt;br /&gt;"But isn't that what you signed up for"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's what my friends been telling me. As much as i wan to deny it, its true in every possible way. Most of the time I try my very best to not ask question that i already know the answer, but sometimes, even the mere 0.01% gives me hope, gives me a reason to stay and a reason to fight on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know exactly wat shit im getting myself into, but maybe im used to the pain r/s brings me. It makes me feel alive and not dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You love the heart that hurts you, hurt the heart that loves you", cliche yet so true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-3102170772047883839?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/3102170772047883839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/now-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3102170772047883839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3102170772047883839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/now-what.html' title='Now what?'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-9164803256906191067</id><published>2010-08-08T19:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T21:47:44.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfectly imperfect.</title><content type='html'>I'm just me. Faults, shortcomings, AND all the good things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-9164803256906191067?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/9164803256906191067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/fighter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/9164803256906191067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/9164803256906191067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/08/fighter.html' title='Perfectly imperfect.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-3496777104149217576</id><published>2010-07-28T09:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T09:20:38.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The more you expect, the more disappointed you will be.</title><content type='html'>The higher you aim, the higher the fall, which is why I try not to aim very high, or expect a lot, because I know that chances are I'm simply going to be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is, always expect the worse and you will not never be disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-3496777104149217576?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/3496777104149217576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-you-expect-more-disappointed-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3496777104149217576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3496777104149217576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-you-expect-more-disappointed-you.html' title='The more you expect, the more disappointed you will be.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-4090121371318098673</id><published>2010-07-24T21:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T21:30:31.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get to know yourself better</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not looking merely for a girl/boyfriend - you are looking for your life partner. Perhaps you should be more open-minded about who you spend time with. The person you are looking for might hide their charm under their exterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your views on education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You try to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-4090121371318098673?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/4090121371318098673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/get-to-know-yourself-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4090121371318098673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4090121371318098673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/get-to-know-yourself-better.html' title='Get to know yourself better'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-8158367715565006106</id><published>2010-07-22T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T10:21:32.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because sometimes hearts are broken by words left unspoken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TEeo0QlqH_I/AAAAAAAABAM/Dd-RPIczasQ/s1600/ccccmamffi-fca-b.gif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TEeo0QlqH_I/AAAAAAAABAM/Dd-RPIczasQ/s320/ccccmamffi-fca-b.gif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496547485988560882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heart beat, or will stay awake to watch you sleep, wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you’re just in t shirt n shorts, who holds your hand in front of his friends. Who thinks that you’re just as pretty without make-up on, one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have you…The one who turns to his friends with a smile and says, “She’s the one!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is just one guy, to prove that they’re not all the same. Someone to change my perception of love, someone to prove me that happy ending do exist. Strong as i can look, naive i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-8158367715565006106?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/8158367715565006106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/because-sometimes-hearts-are-broken-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/8158367715565006106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/8158367715565006106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/because-sometimes-hearts-are-broken-by.html' title='because sometimes hearts are broken by words left unspoken'/><author><name>Jessamine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TEeo0QlqH_I/AAAAAAAABAM/Dd-RPIczasQ/s72-c/ccccmamffi-fca-b.gif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011488126528369765.post-2532603979551092814</id><published>2010-07-20T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T23:52:53.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont look back, you're not going that way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A friend of mine pasted me this &lt;a href="http://321greetings.com/inspirational/dont-look-back-youre-not-going-that-way/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;. And its pretty good. Everything it says, touches every corner of my heart. Do take a look, u will not regret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-2532603979551092814?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/2532603979551092814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-look-back-youre-not-going-that-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2532603979551092814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2532603979551092814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-look-back-youre-not-going-that-way.html' title='Dont look back, you&apos;re not going that way.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-8769974066745849071</id><published>2010-07-18T09:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T09:54:00.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u can have all the people in the world, and still feel empty</title><content type='html'>My gastric pain is excruciating. But deep inside me i was wondering tt maybe i like this pain. Maybe i wanted it this way. Because without this pain, i wouldnt feel real, wouldnt feel alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-8769974066745849071?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/8769974066745849071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/u-can-have-all-people-in-world-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/8769974066745849071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/8769974066745849071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/u-can-have-all-people-in-world-and.html' title='u can have all the people in the world, and still feel empty'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-4182215313235393942</id><published>2010-07-13T12:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T18:03:10.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A very unusual, absurd feeling.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been surrounded by a lot of people and yet you still feel lonely? I have and it was not a good feeling to be in. Im better these days, but once a while, the feeling comes back. Thats when i get all cranky and sensitive=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe its just me pms-ing? Its a little too early to be pms-ing thou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-4182215313235393942?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/4182215313235393942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/very-unusual-absurd-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4182215313235393942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4182215313235393942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/very-unusual-absurd-feeling.html' title='A very unusual, absurd feeling.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-3268999108192374360</id><published>2010-07-11T05:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T05:38:45.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good sunday.</title><content type='html'>Despite some gastric issue, it was a awesome sunday. Esp since I had all my fav food, all in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.)Dipping ramen&lt;br /&gt;2.)Cheesecake&lt;br /&gt;3.)Foie Gras sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;4.)Strawberry shaved ice&lt;br /&gt;5.)Nachos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with damien n anna. Forced damien to speak in our native singaporean language and scolding hokkien vulgarities in his british accent. pure bitchiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-3268999108192374360?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/3268999108192374360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3268999108192374360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3268999108192374360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-sunday.html' title='Good sunday.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-5802921298047104777</id><published>2010-07-09T11:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T11:14:08.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my lovely stephy and all my fav girls=)</title><content type='html'>Because every relationship could end tomorrow. This in no way means that it isnt good for as long as it does last, does it? What im trying to say, is that love is a risk and its something thats usually worth taking. Or at least thats my mantra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that any thing could happen at any moment thus i always do my best to live each day to its bestest, just so I can go to sleep with no regrets just in case I don’t wake up tomorrow, thats fine because at least i will have enjoyed life to the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your relationship, while you still have it! Protect yourself the best you can, but once that urge to love is there, and you have a good guy to love you back, don’t hold back, give it your all. Love with no regrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-5802921298047104777?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/5802921298047104777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-my-lovely-steph-and-all-my-fav-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5802921298047104777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5802921298047104777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-my-lovely-steph-and-all-my-fav-girls.html' title='To my lovely stephy and all my fav girls=)'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-3930527111981423247</id><published>2010-07-05T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T06:08:19.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impossible</title><content type='html'>I remember years ago&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me I should take&lt;br /&gt;Caution when it comes to love&lt;br /&gt;I did, I did&lt;br /&gt;And you were strong and I was not&lt;br /&gt;My illusion, my mistake&lt;br /&gt;I was careless, I forgot&lt;br /&gt;I did&lt;br /&gt;And now when all is done&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;You have gone and so effortlessly&lt;br /&gt;You have won&lt;br /&gt;You can go ahead tell them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell them all I know now&lt;br /&gt;Shout it from the roof top&lt;br /&gt;Write it on the sky love&lt;br /&gt;All we had is gone now&lt;br /&gt;Tell them I was happy&lt;br /&gt;And my heart is broken&lt;br /&gt;All my scars are open&lt;br /&gt;Tell them what I hoped would be&lt;br /&gt;Impossible, impossible&lt;br /&gt;Impossible, impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling out of love is hard&lt;br /&gt;Falling for betrayal is worst&lt;br /&gt;Broken trust and broken hearts&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know&lt;br /&gt;Thinking all you need is there&lt;br /&gt;Building faith on love is worst&lt;br /&gt;Empty promises will wear&lt;br /&gt;I know (i know)&lt;br /&gt;And know when all is gone&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;And if you're done with embarrassing me&lt;br /&gt;On your own you can go ahead tell them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-3930527111981423247?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/3930527111981423247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/impossible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3930527111981423247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3930527111981423247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/impossible.html' title='Impossible'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-4522647948490640183</id><published>2010-07-05T08:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T08:34:33.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fav</title><content type='html'>Have you ever met someone and wish "if only i met them earlier". However, come to think about it, IF you met him/her earlier, things might not be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TDEnnPKDdHI/AAAAAAAAA_8/PCLCscqozpw/s1600/IMG_3973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TDEnnPKDdHI/AAAAAAAAA_8/PCLCscqozpw/s320/IMG_3973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490212975778428018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey, my fav girl. My favouritest of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TDEnn8XyoVI/AAAAAAAABAE/VH4tm-nUPXw/s1600/IMG_3975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TDEnn8XyoVI/AAAAAAAABAE/VH4tm-nUPXw/s320/IMG_3975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490212987915641170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morven, my fav girl's guy. And my fav guy too=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And together they make my topsy turvy world straight. They keeps me sane, keep me in place and tell me things that i hate. Yet i know that they will be there to catch me, if i fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-4522647948490640183?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/4522647948490640183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-fav.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4522647948490640183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4522647948490640183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-fav.html' title='My Fav'/><author><name>Jessamine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TDEnnPKDdHI/AAAAAAAAA_8/PCLCscqozpw/s72-c/IMG_3973.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011488126528369765.post-1855936183874441289</id><published>2010-07-02T20:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T21:02:03.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half empty or half full?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TC3gU1qZNiI/AAAAAAAAA_0/Mb1j-NfDNT8/s1600/glass_half_full1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489290169441400354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TC3gU1qZNiI/AAAAAAAAA_0/Mb1j-NfDNT8/s320/glass_half_full1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I agree that optimism can be rlly great and it often results in a happier life, in most situation that is. Cause basically being an optimistic nature also gives more positive reactions by others. But in other cases you also have to calculate with the worst case. It can be confusing at first. Or at least i was confused with the whole half empty half full therory. But i realized that if one look at it from a completely different direction. Is it always a bad thing to see the glass as half empty? Not so. Suppose such a perception motivates you to fill the glass whereas seeing it as half full leads to complacency. Focusing on the lack in one's life can sometimes be a driving force for success. 想通了!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-1855936183874441289?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/1855936183874441289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/half-empty-or-half-full.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1855936183874441289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1855936183874441289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/07/half-empty-or-half-full.html' title='Half empty or half full?'/><author><name>Jessamine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TC3gU1qZNiI/AAAAAAAAA_0/Mb1j-NfDNT8/s72-c/glass_half_full1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011488126528369765.post-6208747694298007647</id><published>2010-06-28T23:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T23:57:43.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can my monday get any crappier?</title><content type='html'>At this very moment, im bawling my eyes out=(  i seem to always managed to screw even the bestest thing up. everything, anything, anywhere and anytime. Maybe like wad i was told today, i rlly do not have common sense. And maybe, im a letdown too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job Jess. U sure got an A in screwing things up. U surely deserve everything that happen today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-6208747694298007647?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/6208747694298007647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/can-my-monday-get-any-crappier.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6208747694298007647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6208747694298007647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/can-my-monday-get-any-crappier.html' title='Can my monday get any crappier?'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-5362067935687127931</id><published>2010-06-27T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T11:09:14.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months and 17 days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TCMp-c806_I/AAAAAAAAA_k/RtUruHi_PiY/s1600/DSC_0068-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TCMp-c806_I/AAAAAAAAA_k/RtUruHi_PiY/s320/DSC_0068-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486274923967343602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This shall be my 21st birthday "cakes"=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the color theme will be black, preferably &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; more than 10 attendees. Im still on a lookout for an elegant yet casual dining restaurant, a private room will be a plus. But most importantly, THEY MUST HAVE MY DESIGNATED CUPCAKES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who know me will prolly know that i dont fancy big party, a cozy small gathering is what i prefer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*STRICTLY no sex toy for present as i had that for my 18th bdae if you haven alrdy know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-5362067935687127931?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/5362067935687127931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/3-months-and-17-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5362067935687127931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5362067935687127931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/3-months-and-17-days.html' title='3 months and 17 days.'/><author><name>Jessamine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/TCMp-c806_I/AAAAAAAAA_k/RtUruHi_PiY/s72-c/DSC_0068-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011488126528369765.post-2497379370745243682</id><published>2010-06-23T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T20:14:40.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cranky</title><content type='html'>Throbbing headache, fainting spell, cold sweating and period cramps, the most AWESOME combination! Appetite level is practically non existing=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im not exactly in the best mood to entertain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-2497379370745243682?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/2497379370745243682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/cranky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2497379370745243682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2497379370745243682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/cranky.html' title='Cranky'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-4956148612482094149</id><published>2010-06-17T12:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T00:36:17.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know and i get it but...</title><content type='html'>I know they are concerned and i know they are worried about me walking down the same path again. I know and i understand. Because i myself is afraid too. And i know that letting go is gonna hurt badly when the time comes. But you know wad, i dont care bout the hurting part cos what else can hurt more after *d case? All i need are some crying shoulders and listening ears when the time come. And for now, just wish me the best and yeah. thats all i need. They need to understand that they cant protect me from this forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independent as i can be, i still do crave being dependent on someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fyi. I am me, i am Jessamine Then Pei Wen, i am no her. So for god sake.. just stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-4956148612482094149?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/4956148612482094149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-know-and-i-get-it-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4956148612482094149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4956148612482094149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-know-and-i-get-it-but.html' title='I know and i get it but...'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-7266567693115103724</id><published>2010-06-13T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T19:11:15.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Boys - Wouldn't It Be Nice</title><content type='html'>Wouldn't it be nice if we were older&lt;br /&gt;Then we wouldn't have to wait so long&lt;br /&gt;And wouldn't it be nice to live together&lt;br /&gt;In the kind of world where we belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know its gonna make it that much better&lt;br /&gt;When we can say goodnight and stay together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if we could wake up&lt;br /&gt;In the morning when the day is new&lt;br /&gt;And after having spent the day together&lt;br /&gt;Hold each other close the whole night through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy times together we've been spending&lt;br /&gt;I wish that every kiss was never ending Wouldn't it be nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray it might come true&lt;br /&gt;Baby then there wouldn't be a single thing we couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;We could be married And then we'd be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it seems the more we talk about it&lt;br /&gt;It only makes it worse to live without it&lt;br /&gt;But lets talk about it Wouldn't it be nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night my baby&lt;br /&gt;Sleep tight my baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-7266567693115103724?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/7266567693115103724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/beach-boys-wouldnt-it-be-nice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/7266567693115103724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/7266567693115103724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/beach-boys-wouldnt-it-be-nice.html' title='Beach Boys - Wouldn&apos;t It Be Nice'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-4207915118043699181</id><published>2010-06-12T09:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T10:40:51.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unless he's all yours, he's still hers.</title><content type='html'>Occasionally, or rather frequently, I find it so hard to look at him in the eyes, knowing that he looked at her with those same eyes, same smile. And everything he say to me and the way he kisses me... he did the same with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that I really let myself fall for him...which was stupid,  because I knew the outcome. After all, its too much pain to love a man  you have to share. When people ask me what I see in him, I don't know what to tell them, cause honestly: I don't know. He just makes me want to lose myself in his arms, its magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is something between a miracle and an impossible. And for once, i wan to witness a miracle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-4207915118043699181?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/4207915118043699181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/unless-hes-all-yours-hes-still-hers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4207915118043699181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4207915118043699181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/unless-hes-all-yours-hes-still-hers.html' title='Unless he&apos;s all yours, he&apos;s still hers.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-1377819870321138761</id><published>2010-06-08T09:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T07:56:06.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under all the glitz and glamor, im still a simple girl looking for love.</title><content type='html'>"It’s easy to get caught up in the details and not see the light at the end of the tunnel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and again, i allow my emotions to overpower my mind even when people around me who really do care are constantly reminding that i should leave the situation that will eventually bring me pain, but i choose not to listen to anyone. Many people have told me ""it is easier said than done." I don't think so! When we are in any situation where we can see no apparent opportunity of growth in that relationship, but we choose to stay anyway even though we are being hurt in the process..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oxymoron? Idk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its due to past experiences, I think that I now am afraid of being love or loving someone.&lt;br /&gt;I'm insecure, cold, and afraid of happiness, sometimes I think i deserve so much more. I once joked to my friends that I only date assholes, and need "a guy that will hit back".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parents' broken r/s destroyed me.. therefore I am condemned to a life with terrible r/s.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-1377819870321138761?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/1377819870321138761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/under-all-glitz-and-glamor-im-still.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1377819870321138761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1377819870321138761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/under-all-glitz-and-glamor-im-still.html' title='Under all the glitz and glamor, im still a simple girl looking for love.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-5361077942780762849</id><published>2010-06-05T13:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T15:44:01.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on</title><content type='html'>...is hard. Even if it's a lost cause, even if there's nothing you can do to salvage the situation, for some reason it's next to impossible to just leave everything behind and start afresh. So what if the bad outshines the good? There's still that little something that's making you cling onto the past for dear life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 yrs to move on from my past. what about now? Same triangle, same feeling, same pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once told my friend, *d will always have a part of my heart. even 10 or 50 yrs down to road. Question is can one truly move on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-5361077942780762849?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/5361077942780762849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/moving-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5361077942780762849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5361077942780762849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/moving-on.html' title='Moving on'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-5448126737565472617</id><published>2010-06-03T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T11:56:09.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Into each life some rain must fall.</title><content type='html'>The better you learn to take care of yourself, the less you settle for being around people who can’t or won’t treat you as well as you’re accustomed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-5448126737565472617?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/5448126737565472617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/into-each-life-some-rain-must-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5448126737565472617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5448126737565472617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/into-each-life-some-rain-must-fall.html' title='Into each life some rain must fall.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-1177147293758881086</id><published>2010-06-02T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T14:50:34.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The past is still haunting.</title><content type='html'>I keep thinking of how much I love talking to you, how cute you look when you smile, how much I love your laugh. I daydream about you off &amp;amp; on, replaying pieces of our conversation, laughing at funny things that you said or did. I've memorized your face and the way that you look at me. I catch myself smiling again at what I imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the day, love is all about taking the leap of faith isnt it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-1177147293758881086?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/1177147293758881086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/past-is-still-haunting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1177147293758881086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1177147293758881086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/06/past-is-still-haunting.html' title='The past is still haunting.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-2342845428815009130</id><published>2010-05-30T18:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T18:18:47.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What an awesome weekend!</title><content type='html'>A quality amount was shared with my all my beloved. Sometime its really the quality and not the quantity tt matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that im becoming very picky with food=( TSK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-2342845428815009130?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/2342845428815009130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-awesome-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2342845428815009130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2342845428815009130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-awesome-weekend.html' title='What an awesome weekend!'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-4550765786072802207</id><published>2010-05-23T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T11:09:17.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless</title><content type='html'>False friends are like our shadow, keeping close to us while we walk in the sunshine, but leaving us the instant we cross into the shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy times and bygone days are lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-4550765786072802207?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/4550765786072802207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/05/speechless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4550765786072802207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4550765786072802207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/05/speechless.html' title='Speechless'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-9062263325275252573</id><published>2010-05-20T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T18:17:06.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Fall for the Sensitive and Romantic Type</title><content type='html'>You are a bit of an idealist when it comes to love, and you want to  be with a partner who appreciates romance as much as you do. You know you've found your soulmate when you're with someone you'd die  for. You believe in sacrificing everything for true love, if necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss you&lt;/span&gt;,"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; kiss&lt;/span&gt;, or even &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt; can sweep you off your feet.  You tend to get lost in the moment. You believe in happy endings, and you're looking for a prince or  princess willing to ride off into the sunset with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u tell me la, how?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-9062263325275252573?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/9062263325275252573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-fall-for-sensitive-and-romantic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/9062263325275252573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/9062263325275252573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-fall-for-sensitive-and-romantic.html' title='You Fall for the Sensitive and Romantic Type'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-4795435796582317289</id><published>2010-05-16T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T07:24:13.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The signs</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i save all his smses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i grin like an idiot when he smses me while overseas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i tell him i misses him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i forced him to make the time stop so tt we can forever stay tt way(im corny lyk tt k!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he listen attentively to my 2 hrs of crap when im high on alcohol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he is rather cute&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we knew each less than 2 weeks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wishes him a happy 1 weekiversary.(now, stop laughing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he has &lt;s&gt;a clean reputation, supposedly&lt;/s&gt; ok i think im wrong bout this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he is tall( HAHHAHAHHA!!!! this is important ok!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this mean? I dunno, i have forgotten how the L word feels like, looks like, sounds like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-4795435796582317289?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/4795435796582317289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/05/signs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4795435796582317289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4795435796582317289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/05/signs.html' title='The signs'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-6873557895911153344</id><published>2010-05-16T10:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T10:59:15.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF-ed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/S-9e_fUAQbI/AAAAAAAAA_c/FysejJD-v9g/s1600/IMG_3462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/S-9e_fUAQbI/AAAAAAAAA_c/FysejJD-v9g/s320/IMG_3462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471696517108613554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i am still paying for wad i drank on friday night=( terrible headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me break it down what exactly happened on friday. Tons of beer at the hawker, wala wala, follow by absinthe which was a big mistake, however the biggest mistake was was asking a friend for a drink. Because a drink turns out to be bottle. The rest was bits and pieces of memories. Like talking way too much, giving out real mobile no. and lastly giving drunk calls. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this bad habit of drunk calling/smsing thus i have also master the art of emptying all my msges before i beat myself up the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, i think being drunk gave u an excuse to do/say things tt u will not do. Alcohol makes u brave, not stupid. it gives u the courage to do things tt u dont dare to yet want to when u r sane. get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks till he is back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-6873557895911153344?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/6873557895911153344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/05/tgif-ed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6873557895911153344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6873557895911153344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/05/tgif-ed.html' title='TGIF-ed'/><author><name>Jessamine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/S-9e_fUAQbI/AAAAAAAAA_c/FysejJD-v9g/s72-c/IMG_3462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011488126528369765.post-3158694273607144957</id><published>2010-05-04T04:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T04:33:24.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In loving memories...</title><content type='html'>2 cases of suicide within 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kinda hit me. The first one was Ethan, someone from work, we weren't exactly friends, more like acquaintance. He wasn't exactly the nicest guy and i wasnt exactly fond of him either. however deep inside him, was a sad untold past. In which we only found out after his death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one was someone from TP, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/search/?post_form_id=e70091d354ff34c09da6d2936ac1c66c&amp;amp;q=In+Loving+Memory+Melissa+Toh&amp;amp;init=quick&amp;amp;ref=search_preload#%21/group.php?gid=121170341232607&amp;amp;ref=search&amp;amp;sid=741533028.22372776..1"&gt;Melissah Toh&lt;/a&gt;. Ok, i dont know her, not at all. I was told that it was due to a failed r/s. Im sure there is a story behind her case too, just like every other suicide case. She is so young, so much more to accomplish in her life. Its a pity, really a pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to how the two simple words "commit suicide" sound, it takes more than just courage to end one's life. The struggle and the emotion running thru before the final plunge. The lose of hope, the feeling of emptiness and the loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May they rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-3158694273607144957?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/3158694273607144957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-loving-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3158694273607144957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3158694273607144957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-loving-memories.html' title='In loving memories...'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-1883813879228572664</id><published>2010-04-29T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T20:52:47.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectations.</title><content type='html'>So, recently friends ard me have been giving me the "u-kinda-rlly-need-a-bf" actions. Im not too sure if its working. I mean, sure i do want a bf. But not just ANY bf. Idk, sometimes i think that my expectations are too high. arughh. i dunno!!!! and im shy. YES, Jess is very shy with guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was rlly bored. thus i came up with a list of like hmm my bf expections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A Sense of humor- I goof around alot. I love to laugh and I need my someone who is able to make me laugh and laugh with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Virtues Character- Honest, strong morals and filial. C mon, this is like the basic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Responsible- Independent and know to take care of  things without me having to nag him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Rational- Mature, logical thinking, not act on impulse or argue like a child. There's a fine line between child-like and childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sensitive- Im quite the emo person. I think too much for my own good, he need to know how to handle the situation without hurting my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sporting- Im a veryyy adventurous person. Im pretty reckless and daring. Pretty much of a no regrets kinda person. So i will rlly appreciate if he will follow suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of cos, i will be lying if i saying looks and money dont matter. They sure does matter, but they are only like bonuses if u get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, thats about it=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-1883813879228572664?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/1883813879228572664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/04/expectations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1883813879228572664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1883813879228572664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/04/expectations.html' title='Expectations.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-1790545746192549806</id><published>2010-04-03T18:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T18:50:14.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something amazing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/S7cY8CHx7BI/AAAAAAAAA_U/uSbCfb8pI0Y/s1600/b211197886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/S7cY8CHx7BI/AAAAAAAAA_U/uSbCfb8pI0Y/s320/b211197886.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455856893223365650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My career is taking a little turn right now. After almost a year, I've came to realize that this is not quite what i wanna do. Maybe its the unhappiness, maybe its the doubting from people, maybe its just not me or maybe its all of the them. They can say whatever they want, whatever they like. Because at the end of the day, i know that they are just trying to make themselves feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because i know that something amazing is waiting for me on the other 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/1011488126528369765-1790545746192549806?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/1790545746192549806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/04/something-amazing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1790545746192549806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1790545746192549806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/04/something-amazing.html' title='Something amazing.'/><author><name>Jessamine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/S7cY8CHx7BI/AAAAAAAAA_U/uSbCfb8pI0Y/s72-c/b211197886.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011488126528369765.post-7233343097529800360</id><published>2010-03-29T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:33:31.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If repeition is the key</title><content type='html'>I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics  I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics  I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics  I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics  I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics  I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics  I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics  I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics  I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics  I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics  I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics  I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics  I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics  I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics  I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics I will finish my antibiotics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And unless i wish to lose my tooth, I MUST FINISH THE FULL COURSE OF THE ANTIBIOTICS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surgery is a bitch, my gum hurt like *&amp;amp;^%%*. On the other hand, my fever have subsided. and yes, all the migraine and fever were the symptoms of the gum infection which i happily tried to ignore=X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-7233343097529800360?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/7233343097529800360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-repeition-is-key.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/7233343097529800360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/7233343097529800360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-repeition-is-key.html' title='If repeition is the key'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-8296830183509088214</id><published>2010-03-16T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T21:11:32.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness is to set a prisoner free</title><content type='html'>to realize the prisoner was you.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-8296830183509088214?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/8296830183509088214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/03/forgiveness-is-to-set-prisoner-free.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/8296830183509088214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/8296830183509088214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/03/forgiveness-is-to-set-prisoner-free.html' title='Forgiveness is to set a prisoner free'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-7134493407161862041</id><published>2010-03-06T09:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T09:15:24.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost touch with life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/S5GsktGYghI/AAAAAAAAA_M/E0Wi00AgKhA/s1600-h/black-and-white-landscape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/S5GsktGYghI/AAAAAAAAA_M/E0Wi00AgKhA/s320/black-and-white-landscape.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445323171049275922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I traded in once colorful dream for a pay, I dont think its worth it anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-7134493407161862041?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/7134493407161862041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/03/lost-touch-with-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/7134493407161862041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/7134493407161862041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/03/lost-touch-with-life.html' title='Lost touch with life'/><author><name>Jessamine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/S5GsktGYghI/AAAAAAAAA_M/E0Wi00AgKhA/s72-c/black-and-white-landscape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011488126528369765.post-6019669195604729009</id><published>2010-03-04T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T01:16:14.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一波未平，一波又起</title><content type='html'>Im having the worst migraine ever, my head is exploding and im hyperventilating. Im so tired, I think im not strong enough. I dont want this anymore, i just wan to be happy=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, why should i allow others to be my source of misery?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-6019669195604729009?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/6019669195604729009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6019669195604729009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6019669195604729009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='一波未平，一波又起'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-2995256452121822297</id><published>2010-03-03T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T20:06:30.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth</title><content type='html'>I have yet to figure out how to be completely happy, because I'm not. I guess, in time I will be happy, but right now, it's really hard to deal with what I have to try to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its about taking chances and overcoming my fear, my selfishness.  Or maybe its about make a decision and jump, and not regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that’s the dream I’m working on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-2995256452121822297?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/2995256452121822297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/03/truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2995256452121822297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2995256452121822297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/03/truth.html' title='Truth'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-4406633492959243346</id><published>2010-02-26T16:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T16:32:04.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting.</title><content type='html'>Badminton Coach: What happened?! Chase after guys and sprain ankle arh?&lt;br /&gt;Jess: Nope, guys chased after me and i sprained ankle.&lt;br /&gt;Badminton Coach: Good answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-4406633492959243346?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/4406633492959243346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/02/interesting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4406633492959243346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4406633492959243346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/02/interesting.html' title='Interesting.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-6094709504215423644</id><published>2010-02-21T13:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T13:34:22.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undo them all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/S4DEg2KhB5I/AAAAAAAAA_E/UsO-IA0jFBI/s1600-h/goodbye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/S4DEg2KhB5I/AAAAAAAAA_E/UsO-IA0jFBI/s320/goodbye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440564418438039442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like little fool stop ending every note you've once written;&lt;br /&gt;undoing all the love i've ever had for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because all that sweet talk doesnt &lt;s&gt;work&lt;/s&gt;make sense now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You might think I'm stupid, but I'm not dumb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just play it cool because that's how you need it to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Jessamine Then&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/1011488126528369765-6094709504215423644?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/S4DEg2KhB5I/AAAAAAAAA_E/UsO-IA0jFBI/s72-c/goodbye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011488126528369765.post-6290187928741963722</id><published>2010-02-16T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T22:00:06.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye my lover</title><content type='html'>Did I disappoint you or let you down?&lt;br /&gt;Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,&lt;br /&gt;Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.&lt;br /&gt;So I took what's mine by eternal right.&lt;br /&gt;Took your soul out into the night.&lt;br /&gt;It may be over but it won't stop there,&lt;br /&gt;I am here for you if you'd only care.&lt;br /&gt;You touched my heart you touched my soul.&lt;br /&gt;You changed my life and all my goals.&lt;br /&gt;And love is blind and that I knew when,&lt;br /&gt;My heart was blinded by you.&lt;br /&gt;I've kissed your lips and held your hand.&lt;br /&gt;Shared your dreams and shared your bed.&lt;br /&gt;I know you well, I know your smell.&lt;br /&gt;I've been addicted to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus (2x)&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my lover.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my friend.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a dreamer and when I wake,&lt;br /&gt;You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.&lt;br /&gt;And as you move on, remember me,&lt;br /&gt;Remember us and all we used to be&lt;br /&gt;I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile.&lt;br /&gt;I've watched you sleeping for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be the father of your child.&lt;br /&gt;I'd spend a lifetime with you.&lt;br /&gt;I know your fears and you know mine.&lt;br /&gt;We've had our doubts but now we're fine,&lt;br /&gt;And I love you, I swear that's true.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot live without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus (2x)&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my lover.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my friend.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still hold your hand in mine.&lt;br /&gt;In mine when I'm asleep.&lt;br /&gt;And I will bear my soul in time,&lt;br /&gt;When I'm kneeling at your feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus (2x)&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my lover.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my friend.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so hollow, baby, I'm so hollow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i dont exactly like the song. my i love the lyrics=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-6290187928741963722?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/6290187928741963722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/02/goodbye-my-lover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6290187928741963722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6290187928741963722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/02/goodbye-my-lover.html' title='Goodbye my lover'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-5012487055081201320</id><published>2010-02-08T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T16:51:44.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're just not good enough.</title><content type='html'>Joy may be fleeting, but doubt and self-loathing are lifelong companions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-5012487055081201320?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/5012487055081201320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/02/youre-just-not-good-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5012487055081201320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5012487055081201320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/02/youre-just-not-good-enough.html' title='You&apos;re just not good enough.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-2087927471197339075</id><published>2010-01-30T07:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T07:47:02.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Healing</title><content type='html'>In the past years, I have tried to do everything to forget him. Booze and cigarettes became my best friends. I thought I was getting better and stronger, but everytime i came upon news on him, I kind of fell apart all over again. And then I found work, which kept me sane, kept me from having thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010, im glad and proud to say, im healing. Yes it took me almost two years to get over it. But im almost there. Never thought i could make it so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-2087927471197339075?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/2087927471197339075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/01/healing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2087927471197339075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2087927471197339075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/01/healing.html' title='Healing'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-4228648526566502428</id><published>2010-01-12T19:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:20:46.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bkk trip was off the hook!!</title><content type='html'>Amazing food, cheap shopping and lovely company. Needless to say, i had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now its back to reality, back to work back to where it all started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-4228648526566502428?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/4228648526566502428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/01/bkk-trip-was-off-hook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4228648526566502428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4228648526566502428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/01/bkk-trip-was-off-hook.html' title='Bkk trip was off the hook!!'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-24947172475597742</id><published>2010-01-02T11:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T12:02:25.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year to all lovlies</title><content type='html'>Since I have been really hard working in 2009(fyi I got a promotion!), i decided to reward myself with 2 awesome presents . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.)bangkok trip with the awesome ladies.&lt;br /&gt;2.)a new mobile phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I got neither blackberry nor iphone. I got a e71 (at a really awesome price!!!!). And its new, so why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw I'm blogging via the mobile now:)maybe its time I get a twitter account.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-24947172475597742?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/24947172475597742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-to-all-lovlies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/24947172475597742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/24947172475597742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-to-all-lovlies.html' title='Happy new year to all lovlies'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-2622077447572650013</id><published>2010-01-01T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:21:47.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pardon me for the lack of entries</title><content type='html'>Things have been so hectic this year that I have hardly had time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However despite the credit crunch I must say that i have the best year ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-2622077447572650013?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/2622077447572650013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/01/pardon-me-for-lack-of-entries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2622077447572650013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/2622077447572650013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2010/01/pardon-me-for-lack-of-entries.html' title='Pardon me for the lack of entries'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-1409576678096586255</id><published>2009-12-22T09:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T09:23:25.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just give me a break</title><content type='html'>And cut me some slack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-1409576678096586255?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/1409576678096586255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-give-me-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1409576678096586255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1409576678096586255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-give-me-break.html' title='Just give me a break'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-7756001674979137657</id><published>2009-12-18T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T02:32:09.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My luck is improving(I THINK)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Im thankful for having a great job&lt;/span&gt;.I’m hardly ever miserable at work. I’m thankful that not only do I have a good job, but I genuinely enjoy the people I work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Im thankful for things to look forward to&lt;/span&gt;. I have goals, big and small, on my list, both planned and yet to be, to be excited about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Im thankful for The hard times&lt;/span&gt;: Because they've made me stronger and wiser, and the good times even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Im thankful for all the lovely ladies in my life.&lt;/span&gt; Ladies who I can count on, who care about me, and who want only the best for me.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Im thankful for all the blessings and good luck=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 have been a really really REEAAALLLLy good year. And now I cant wait to see what 2010 have for me!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-7756001674979137657?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/7756001674979137657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-luck-is-improvingi-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/7756001674979137657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/7756001674979137657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-luck-is-improvingi-think.html' title='My luck is improving(I THINK)'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-1957439150504450378</id><published>2009-12-14T00:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T01:01:09.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZoukOut 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/SyUbGhPUw8I/AAAAAAAAA-8/1QO-0oqd4js/s1600-h/P121209_21.56.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/SyUbGhPUw8I/AAAAAAAAA-8/1QO-0oqd4js/s320/P121209_21.56.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414763925798699970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/SyUbGdES2aI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Od083Blf2tg/s1600-h/P131209_00.44%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/SyUbGdES2aI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Od083Blf2tg/s320/P131209_00.44%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414763924678695330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/SyUawSNtjLI/AAAAAAAAA-s/i87z3kwHD7w/s1600-h/P131209_01.57.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/SyUawSNtjLI/AAAAAAAAA-s/i87z3kwHD7w/s320/P131209_01.57.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414763543808281778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/SyUacouvFAI/AAAAAAAAA-k/CMtybitWcos/s1600-h/15333_206699951974_545771974_3569531_2394229_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/SyUacouvFAI/AAAAAAAAA-k/CMtybitWcos/s320/15333_206699951974_545771974_3569531_2394229_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414763206254990338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt;. anyway. with regard to my previous post. Headed down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;zoukout&lt;/span&gt; despite the nasty rashes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt; who cares. everyone was high, i doubt they even notice my ugly rashes. Richie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hawkin&lt;/span&gt; was the bomb! And before anyone ask why not Armin since he is like the #1 DJ in the world, it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;becos&lt;/span&gt; i headed back before Armin started playing(he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;scheduled&lt;/span&gt; at 5am plus)!!! Yes, loser. But i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cant&lt;/span&gt; help it! My foot KO-ed at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;aroung&lt;/span&gt; 5am, too much jumping. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Zoukout&lt;/span&gt; was surprisingly fun(minus some usual issue)! The house music was phenomenal, the rnb sucks thou. but seriously, i wasnt expecting zoukout to be that fun. Reviews for the past few yrs haven been exactly good. Guess im just lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-1957439150504450378?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/1957439150504450378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/12/zoukout-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1957439150504450378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/1957439150504450378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/12/zoukout-2009.html' title='ZoukOut 2009!'/><author><name>Jessamine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/SyUbGhPUw8I/AAAAAAAAA-8/1QO-0oqd4js/s72-c/P121209_21.56.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011488126528369765.post-6769813034820150715</id><published>2009-12-11T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T17:01:19.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn</title><content type='html'>Despite alrdy gotten the zoukout tix, I think im gonna give it a miss. My skin is suffering from the worst skin allegy ever. My arms, my legs my whole body. They are so raw, red and itchy=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-6769813034820150715?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/6769813034820150715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/12/damn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6769813034820150715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6769813034820150715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/12/damn.html' title='Damn'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-4019074857198221403</id><published>2009-12-09T16:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:07:04.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every ending marks a new beginning</title><content type='html'>Im almost ready to spread my wings and fly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-4019074857198221403?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/4019074857198221403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/12/every-ending-marks-new-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4019074857198221403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4019074857198221403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/12/every-ending-marks-new-beginning.html' title='Every ending marks a new beginning'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-3699396453714918624</id><published>2009-12-02T10:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T10:41:23.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost and not found.</title><content type='html'>Lost in transition, stuck in unsatisfactory circumstances, confused about my direction in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out so motivated and so full of drive. But now im not so sure. Im not even clear of my goal now. i cant see what is in front of me. I need to figure my way out of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i can definitely pull thru this, but the ultimate qn is when?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-3699396453714918624?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/3699396453714918624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/12/lost-and-not-found.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3699396453714918624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3699396453714918624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/12/lost-and-not-found.html' title='Lost and not found.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-6948422720024366332</id><published>2009-11-13T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:09:31.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think im about to cry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/Sv1MWLFQfhI/AAAAAAAAA-c/AqjFDy-fLRE/s1600-h/silent-tears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/Sv1MWLFQfhI/AAAAAAAAA-c/AqjFDy-fLRE/s320/silent-tears.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403559071730138642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres so many things in my head, i dont even know where to start. I think i ought to stop stressing myself out, stop trying to give 101% in everything and maybe from then i will learn to relax=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-6948422720024366332?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/6948422720024366332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-think-im-about-to-cry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6948422720024366332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/6948422720024366332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-think-im-about-to-cry.html' title='I think im about to cry.'/><author><name>Jessamine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/Sv1MWLFQfhI/AAAAAAAAA-c/AqjFDy-fLRE/s72-c/silent-tears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011488126528369765.post-4481050224232476884</id><published>2009-11-09T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:28:03.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YUMMMYYYY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/SvgyRlaJs7I/AAAAAAAAA98/B2znm3mfwNQ/s1600-h/15847_194227351613_596731613_3964212_1045855_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/SvgyRlaJs7I/AAAAAAAAA98/B2znm3mfwNQ/s320/15847_194227351613_596731613_3964212_1045855_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402123030711874482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/SvgySPkljqI/AAAAAAAAA-M/7xWGKC0SNGA/s1600-h/15847_194227456613_596731613_3964228_5504625_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/SvgySPkljqI/AAAAAAAAA-M/7xWGKC0SNGA/s320/15847_194227456613_596731613_3964228_5504625_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402123042029932194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/SvgySc0sYBI/AAAAAAAAA-U/6LulA0ZS3RA/s1600-h/15847_194227461613_596731613_3964229_4387599_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/SvgySc0sYBI/AAAAAAAAA-U/6LulA0ZS3RA/s320/15847_194227461613_596731613_3964229_4387599_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402123045587148818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/SvgyR9VCpuI/AAAAAAAAA-E/j49Xby4hvo4/s1600-h/15847_194227446613_596731613_3964226_3067213_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/SvgyR9VCpuI/AAAAAAAAA-E/j49Xby4hvo4/s320/15847_194227446613_596731613_3964226_3067213_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402123037132891874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The food were not only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;phenomenal&lt;/span&gt;, they are also my last feast before my diet.( which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt; starts &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;) i have put on a hefty weight i know, so shut up.  So anyway, diet starts tmr. back to calorie watching=((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me no like calories counting=((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-4481050224232476884?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/4481050224232476884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/11/yummmyyyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4481050224232476884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4481050224232476884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/11/yummmyyyy.html' title='YUMMMYYYY'/><author><name>Jessamine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA_rYo07LC4/SvgyRlaJs7I/AAAAAAAAA98/B2znm3mfwNQ/s72-c/15847_194227351613_596731613_3964212_1045855_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011488126528369765.post-5499532163387948081</id><published>2009-10-31T00:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T01:12:42.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple yet...</title><content type='html'>Its funny how something he said fits right into the empty place in my heart=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-5499532163387948081?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/5499532163387948081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-funny-how-something-he-said-fits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5499532163387948081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5499532163387948081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-funny-how-something-he-said-fits.html' title='Simple yet...'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-3432458781451863191</id><published>2009-10-28T16:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T19:56:59.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonsillolith.</title><content type='html'>Managed to scrap thru my work today and revisted the doctor. Gotten another jab from the doctor today. This time, it hurt like mofo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, the doctor told me i had tonsillolith. In layman term, it meant tonsil stone, like ulcers on my tonsil. The worst thing is, i have not one and not two but 4 of those on my tonsil. Which also makes makes swallowing even water a bitch, let alone swallow food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a throbbing headache aint exactly an icing on the cake=(( Maybe i shld just get rid of the tonsil once and for all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-3432458781451863191?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/3432458781451863191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/10/tonsillolith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3432458781451863191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/3432458781451863191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/10/tonsillolith.html' title='Tonsillolith.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-4777323674385919288</id><published>2009-10-27T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:40:53.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick. AGAIN.</title><content type='html'>Had a really infected throat and high fever=( Got a jab from the doctor and was told to go for blood test if fever have not subside by wed. Pretty bad huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.3 degree c. Was sent home by the doctor and given 2 days of mc.&lt;br /&gt;39.5 degree c. On the second day of mc.&lt;br /&gt;37.5 degree c. In the noon.&lt;br /&gt;38.2 degree c. In the evening.&lt;br /&gt;37.0 degree c. Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one min it was up and another min it is down. The fluctuating of my temperature are kinda driving me insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i just got to say that i really appreciate the "get-well-soon" and "drink-more-water-and-rest-more" smses=) They really did brighten up my day=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-4777323674385919288?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/4777323674385919288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/10/sick-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4777323674385919288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4777323674385919288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/10/sick-again.html' title='Sick. AGAIN.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-4912821810136091043</id><published>2009-10-24T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:51:47.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Well, it seems to me that the best relationships--the ones that last-- are frequently the ones that are rooted in friendship. You know, one day you look at the person and you see something more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is...suddenly the only person you can ever imagine yourself with.&lt;/span&gt;" -Dana Scully (The X-Files)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-4912821810136091043?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/4912821810136091043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/10/confused.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4912821810136091043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/4912821810136091043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/10/confused.html' title='Confused.'/><author><name>Jessamine</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-1011488126528369765.post-5506730286348985692</id><published>2009-10-22T15:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T01:04:54.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My day</title><content type='html'>You know, i have this habit of being SUPER emo on my birthday. But amazingly, i wasnt that emo this yr. still feel abit of sadness, but not as much as before. Thats a good thing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway! On my birthday, the company bought me a ice cream cake and of cos sang me the wellness infinity bdae song=) i haven had someone singing me bdae song for a rlly long time, the last time was say 4 yrs ago? Afterwhich, the managers decided to bring me to carousel@Royal Plaza Hotel. I love my colleagues, managers and basically the whole company=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was the weekend celebration with wendy babe and rayner. Nice catching up with them. They are like the friends whom i might not meet often, yet i know that they will always be there type of friend. Precious much? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was deepavali celebration at auntie sarah's house. awesome indian food and cookies! And did i mention that it is my first deepavali celebration?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was greeted by a really sweet msg, totally brighten my day=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rlly lazy to upload photos. shall do so when i feel more like it. HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011488126528369765-5506730286348985692?l=allthejess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/feeds/5506730286348985692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-know-i-have-this-habit-of-being.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5506730286348985692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011488126528369765/posts/default/5506730286348985692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthejess.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-know-i-have-this-habit-of-being.html' title='My day'/><author><name>Jessamine</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>
