<?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-14776870934305544</id><updated>2012-02-17T10:38:20.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just me..</title><subtitle type='html'>s t r i p p e d.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>169</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-8087303876586491209</id><published>2010-03-20T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T23:44:25.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>click! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" width="100%" height="100%" id="loader" align="middle"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.rojaksong.com.my/rojak_blog.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="id=&amp;amp;uid=2516"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.rojaksong.com.my/rojak_blog.swf" flashvars="id=&amp;amp;uid=2516" width="100%" height="100%" align="middle" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="loader" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/14776870934305544-8087303876586491209?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/8087303876586491209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=8087303876586491209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/8087303876586491209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/8087303876586491209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2010/03/click-d.html' title='click! :D'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-2339051722733090858</id><published>2008-04-20T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:51:01.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day.</title><content type='html'>Overall, the week began great and its ending like a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hour I reached down KL, I had skyhigh fever.&lt;br /&gt;Which resulted to me sleeping the next two days doing nothing,&lt;br /&gt;feeling feverish day in day out,&lt;br /&gt;and now I'm coughing like an old lady with a very sore throat and voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad bad bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't study.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't focus.&lt;br /&gt;Worse of all, I couldn't finish my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;I might as well just flunk my core subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck man.&lt;br /&gt;My body has been fighting this cold since my dad came back from where else but Cameron with a very bad flu and I've been playing catch under the rain and I guess it finally hit the last straw when I came back from Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antibiotics are finished.&lt;br /&gt;Exam tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Crit tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Home alone tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Blaaaaahhhh tomorrow.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blablabla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rantrantrant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bitchbitchbitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coughcoughcough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had enough laaaaa, I don't want to hear any more shits from you two.&lt;br /&gt;Can't you read me.&lt;br /&gt;I. Had. Enough.&lt;br /&gt;Stop ranting to me, no one can help you with your lives except for you two.&lt;br /&gt;The solution may seemed to have presented there since ever, so why don't you just do it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a fuck anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It may be better off that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-2339051722733090858?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/2339051722733090858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=2339051722733090858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2339051722733090858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2339051722733090858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/04/last-day.html' title='last day.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-4699334181151858958</id><published>2008-04-19T00:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T01:53:36.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMFG.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 14 · The Blair Bitch Project&lt;br /&gt;Love the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spoilers**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's not to expect.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny's becoming a bitch, desperately doing anything to become uber popular.&lt;br /&gt;Blair returns to school after being dethroned.&lt;br /&gt;Serena's trying to adapt living with Chuck.&lt;br /&gt;There'll be a new chick, Georgina who's sort of into getting even with Serena.&lt;br /&gt;There's a new dude that's gonna be link with Jenny which I remember who is not totally that hot.&lt;br /&gt;and OH! If I'm not mistaken, there's something going on with N and V.&lt;br /&gt;Now thats something to catch on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OxC1_k4STL0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OxC1_k4STL0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P8162_L_fMY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P8162_L_fMY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny and Nate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qxrjgNd_7mg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qxrjgNd_7mg&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm. Chuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cRl3gZ2vS_E&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cRl3gZ2vS_E&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaannnnddd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tonguechic.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/cpd-08-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 475px; height: 357px;" src="http://img292.imageshack.us/img292/2415/cpd084yx6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go knock yourselves out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's download it and watch it together before/after we go for the sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-4699334181151858958?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/4699334181151858958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=4699334181151858958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4699334181151858958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4699334181151858958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/04/omfg.html' title='&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;OMFG.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-1658079732091195667</id><published>2008-04-13T07:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T07:33:57.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting of non contact week.</title><content type='html'>Officially.&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta stop doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-5 hours bus ride!&lt;br /&gt;Pray that the bus ride goes smoothly,&lt;br /&gt;we'll totally be snoring like pigs,&lt;br /&gt;and that the bus dude didn't conned me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be down after Wed.&lt;br /&gt;and lo and behold, hell breaks loose after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-1658079732091195667?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/1658079732091195667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=1658079732091195667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/1658079732091195667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/1658079732091195667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/04/starting-of-non-contact-week.html' title='Starting of non contact week.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-7933030284308201582</id><published>2008-04-13T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T07:30:57.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's new?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I don't know what's wrong with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;You keep telling us the same thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I don't know what can we do anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;You won't listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;You don't seem to bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Can't you see we're worried bout you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Why can't you change for us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;What's going on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Why are you this way now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;w&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;as a long long day.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early, finally after so long went to the the dentist.&lt;br /&gt;He suck man, never give me any advice or recommendation.&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel emptiness at the back of the mouth. ouchie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the guys for their site visit,&lt;br /&gt;I was nice enough to tagged along,&lt;br /&gt;and also didn't want to travel alone to KLConventionCenter there so yea.&lt;br /&gt;HEHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. It rained and stopped and rained and stopped.&lt;br /&gt;I was black, white, and transparent.&lt;br /&gt;Not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we walked from Central Market to the old train station to Merdeka Square.&lt;br /&gt;ahh shits.&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked more in PC Fair.&lt;br /&gt;Literally twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my speakers, its alright, for that price anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Edifier something something.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;The guys were practically having their orgasms during the fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all bought the same thumbdrives!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally left KLCC at 9.&lt;br /&gt;I rushed to OneU from Kelana Jaya station to get some last minute things.&lt;br /&gt;As usual.&lt;br /&gt;In one hour time,&lt;br /&gt;I rushed to 2 computer stores for the damn S-Video cable, bought things from Watson, went to F.O.S for 2 shorts, went to Giant for my toiletries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man.&lt;br /&gt;My legs are so fucked up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't move em.&lt;br /&gt;And what's new, I haven't pack yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-7933030284308201582?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/7933030284308201582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=7933030284308201582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/7933030284308201582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/7933030284308201582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-dont-know-whats-wrong-with-you.html' title='What&apos;s new?'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-4220332805567861757</id><published>2008-04-11T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T00:58:06.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nasty. Naughty. Boy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh man, I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy's gonna read this and start shaking her head knowing what sucky person I am.&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell on me ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't finish my site analysis in time and overslept.&lt;br /&gt;Waking up very very late.&lt;br /&gt;And ended up going shopping -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought 3 baby tees, tube and long yoga pants.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Yes I bought long pants.&lt;br /&gt;Colour was too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially broke.&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I duno what I'm gonna use to spend in Cameron next week.&lt;br /&gt;Who wants strawberries?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if shopping would be nice there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't pack, haven't bought the freaking bus ticket yet.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we're going up by bus, its not that sad okays.&lt;br /&gt;Driving up's a pain in the ass, and besides,&lt;br /&gt;me and my Neo's not allowed to anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't seen MayYi since god knows when.&lt;br /&gt;Used to see her almost every other day when I was having hols.&lt;br /&gt;What, it has been a month or more?&lt;br /&gt;I want to steal back those HIMYM :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You've been a bad, bad boy  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm gonna take my time so enjoy  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's no need to feel no shame  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Relax and sip upon my champagne  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cos I wanna give you a little taste  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of the sugar below my waist  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You nasty boy  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll give you some ooh la la  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;voulez-vous coucher avec moi  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I got you breaking into a sweat  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Got you hot, bothered and wet  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You nasty boy, nasty naughty boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby for all it's worth  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I swear I'll be the first to blow your mind  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now if you're ready, come and get me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll give you that hot, sweet, sexy lovin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hush now don't say a word  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm gonna give you what you deserve  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now you better give me a little taste  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Put your icing on my cake  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You nasty boy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh no  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ooh there I go again  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I need a spanking coz I've been bad  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So let my body do the talkin'  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll slip you that hot, sweet, sexy lovin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come on, sugar  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I got you breaking into a sweat  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Got you hot, bothered and wet  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You nasty boy, nasty naughty boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-4220332805567861757?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/4220332805567861757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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Boy.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-6737471843112668523</id><published>2008-04-09T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T00:39:38.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I might have step on someone's tail again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploading pictures a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw the youtube video on &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ultimate's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Cheer &lt;/span&gt;dance and stunts division.&lt;br /&gt;So proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't been in touch with them lately.&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to go for the competition but my dad kinda grounded me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss cheer and the babes ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our B.Science report submission last Wed,&lt;br /&gt;things are quite chilling now.&lt;br /&gt;HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;QUITE.&lt;br /&gt;Btech presentation next week,&lt;br /&gt;gotta study study study for err..&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams in 2 weeks ):&lt;br /&gt;which is..&lt;br /&gt;right after our non contact week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea which subject has exams till yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Culture and Building Tech.&lt;br /&gt;Is there one for Building Science?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I suck&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 3 days time,&lt;br /&gt;we'll be off to Cameron Highlands for a small vaca.&lt;br /&gt;Its only our 7th week this week and we all feel we really need it. BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy gave me  the green light in letting us stay at his apartment and permission to go.&lt;br /&gt;whheeeeee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally using that apartment with friends after planning to do so last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I went up there was in Form 2,&lt;br /&gt;thats like 6 years ago&lt;br /&gt;I feel so old. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're just gonna eat, sleep, sit, talk, cook! watch the tube, drink, eat, chill,&lt;br /&gt;and err, study for our structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should, we should, we should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know nuts bout bending moment, shear force, bending stress&lt;br /&gt;and whatever shit stresses and design load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychics.&lt;br /&gt;The subject I've been trying to avoid since high school.&lt;br /&gt;omg I can faint now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;hopefully we'll go for 3 nights, if its not too much.&lt;br /&gt;the next 9 weeks is gonna be &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Tourist teaching annex as our final assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Bah. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all that exams and assignments and submissions!&lt;br /&gt;Perhentian or Redang or some beachy place with the girls!&lt;br /&gt;hehe can't wait till June babes (:&lt;br /&gt;I'll do some scouting now,&lt;br /&gt;cross our fingers.&lt;br /&gt;Remember to call your BriBri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-6737471843112668523?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/6737471843112668523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=6737471843112668523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6737471843112668523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6737471843112668523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-think-i-might-have-step-on-someones.html' title=''/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-925730199106747249</id><published>2008-04-08T01:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T01:54:15.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gotta stop obsessing.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta stop noticing.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta stop thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta stop wondering.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta stop asking.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta stop knowing.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta stop hating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wait,&lt;br /&gt;you gotta stop hating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You fucking blowjob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-925730199106747249?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/925730199106747249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=925730199106747249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/925730199106747249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/925730199106747249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-gotta-stop-obsessing.html' title=''/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-5164327754234428516</id><published>2008-03-31T17:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T17:57:16.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from Kuching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took like 321,786 pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Half of it is in Lim's notebook though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back with more bruises,&lt;br /&gt;body's aching like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;my old back injury's hurting. =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreading uni tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Submission on Wed ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will definitely post bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 354px; height: 559px;" src="http://img529.imageshack.us/img529/241/ttzflyer1copycopynt1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Am. Not. Missing. It this time.&lt;br /&gt;I miss shopping ):&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/14776870934305544-5164327754234428516?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/5164327754234428516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=5164327754234428516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/5164327754234428516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/5164327754234428516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-just-got-back-from-kuching.html' title=''/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-1022069043774661819</id><published>2008-03-27T07:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T07:12:51.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuching.</title><content type='html'>Want some souveneirs?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I'll try to hunt for peppers, Sarawak's famous for that.&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yea,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be off for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 days&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gone to sleep yet, its 7 in the morning now and my flight's at 1145.&lt;br /&gt;I'm err three quarter packed.&lt;br /&gt;I think I overpacked again. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byung told me the beach's like 40 minutes away from campus.&lt;br /&gt;That sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go tanning and jetski baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing in Kuching again?&lt;br /&gt;We're going there for a site visit.&lt;br /&gt;The main project was to do an Tourist Teaching Annex of the current Limkokwing campus.&lt;br /&gt;Annex is like an extension.&lt;br /&gt;Now, it seems its change, I missed lecture the other day. boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;Doing some teaching centre.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight folks, I'm gonna get some shut eye.&lt;br /&gt;2 hours sleep. Enough la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin, PV, Emad, Vinie, Sue and the rest,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss you guys there!&lt;br /&gt;Its totally not gonna be that fun without you people.&lt;br /&gt;And looks like I'm gonna be alone handling Keekee's high-ness the whole trip. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a loooooonng trip,&lt;br /&gt;four fucking nights, five fucking days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-1022069043774661819?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/1022069043774661819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=1022069043774661819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/1022069043774661819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/1022069043774661819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/03/kuching.html' title='Kuching.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-7608009847402538559</id><published>2008-03-27T06:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T07:22:53.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just thinking.</title><content type='html'>Hearing people's drama got me thinking isn't everything suppose to happen for a reason, not just cause.&lt;br /&gt;Do they just call you baby because they think its charming of them to do so or do they actually mean it.&lt;br /&gt;Do they say I love you as a coverline on their sexuality or because their in denial with something.&lt;br /&gt;Did we come to the point where we give hot passionate meaningless kisses to one another and just pretend it didn't happen the next day.&lt;br /&gt;I was just wondering, what is it that attracts them to do so, in high school it used to be quite simple.&lt;br /&gt;I like you, so we kiss.&lt;br /&gt;Now is, we kiss, and err what do we do now.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we kiss someone who at the first place didn't cross our mind that we want to be with.&lt;br /&gt;Why do they just give us kisses.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know, their dicks raise and they get horny if your cleavage or ass was showing a lil.&lt;br /&gt;I know the drill.&lt;br /&gt;But don't they think beforehand too?&lt;br /&gt;Don't we?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we let ourselves to get into this kinda mess,&lt;br /&gt;and spent days, maybe weeks getting frustrated with whatever whenever wherever.&lt;br /&gt;Making ourselves question, ponder, making us more confuse than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its a one time thing.&lt;br /&gt;But what if it keeps happening occasionally when there's a chance to.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;What happens next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe us girls, well maybe just me, tend to have this unavoidable reaction in us once we cross the line of being a lil too close with a guy, ended up being too clingy or too emotional or too involve.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks. But admit it, its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I in love?&lt;br /&gt;What's love.&lt;br /&gt;Am I infatuated?&lt;br /&gt;Probably. Maybe. Neh. Right? Doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;Am I attracted?&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny that. I've already sort of admitted to that.&lt;br /&gt;Am I just plain horny?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe. Its arguable.&lt;br /&gt;Or am I just too irresistible?&lt;br /&gt;Thats a laugh and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told,&lt;br /&gt;I do still think bout it, course I still think about it.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't a bad thing, in fact it was awesome, its weird how you can make someone feel special, different, yet meaningful without any mutual feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Its stupid in a way, but a lil sweet the fact that when I hear a particular band that reminds me of small lil things or when I pack it reminds me of what I was wearing or doing or preparing at that moment at that place with that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Its a total joke to say I don't.&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Shoot me, I'm a girl.&lt;br /&gt;And it comes to the point, to hell with it whether he still remembers it.&lt;br /&gt;Because I do, and memories are important to me, well kept in my head or heart and best yet, illustrated with photographs. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Its true, we are more emotional inside, I wish I didn't have soo many mixed confused feelings which I deep down do know the final conclusion but yet, its still there.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I've succeeded into thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be reading this,&lt;br /&gt;but you may know its you, or maybe not,&lt;br /&gt;it may freak you out, chase you away,&lt;br /&gt;but I just gotta get it out of my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And afterall,&lt;br /&gt;we've seen it all, well some,&lt;br /&gt;you told me before,&lt;br /&gt;and you know I'm straight,&lt;br /&gt;do we still have to play this shy act with each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we're just plain naughty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-7608009847402538559?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/7608009847402538559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=7608009847402538559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/7608009847402538559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/7608009847402538559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-thinking.html' title='Just thinking.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-4145792833762240697</id><published>2008-03-23T02:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T02:59:43.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stay tuned.</title><content type='html'>Monday.&lt;br /&gt;So I suppose by Tuesday I could catch it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3_GGL7kDk-8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3_GGL7kDk-8&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. Hopefully the show would be better than this clip.&lt;br /&gt;bimbo Britney.&lt;br /&gt;Ted's hot.&lt;br /&gt;Barney's a full on player while his so totally gay and in love in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night,&lt;br /&gt;Emad showed us this clip.&lt;br /&gt;I think we watched it like 2-3 times and we still couldn't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZA1NoOOoaNw&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZA1NoOOoaNw&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't think its funny, something's wrong with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another video done by the same dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yR2jjFB_qnc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yR2jjFB_qnc&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how guys are always on youtube and always watching the same weird thing without even telling each other before that.&lt;br /&gt;Its like there's a newsletter they receive to tell them bout clips like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another one we were watching during our few hours break in between classes.&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna post it up, its somewhat err, you'll get me if you see it.&lt;br /&gt;Just click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fU9g9IWPzSg&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;  and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3oawWHfIdrs&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if your curious. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;We had fun watching it over and laughing though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrrggghh.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice staying over with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;I got to steal the empty room all to myself, until someone crash last night.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Felt weird entering my room after 3-4 days not sleeping there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pv's party was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;I finally downed myself that I'm gonna be red like fuck, so I'm just gonna drink and ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;Pv said I'm just being neurotic :|&lt;br /&gt;But anyways there was only 1 JD bottle last night thanks to Sue (:&lt;br /&gt;drank straight from bottle for like a 2 whole seconds okays.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Kena bullied by guys as usual.&lt;br /&gt;One guy almost did full 10 secs o.O&lt;br /&gt;Kevin drank the most ._. unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time! When we're back from Kuching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Monday's submission in 3 days time we'll be heading off to Kuching.&lt;br /&gt;Won't be fun without the other guys ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-4145792833762240697?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/4145792833762240697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=4145792833762240697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4145792833762240697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4145792833762240697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/03/stay-tuned.html' title='stay tuned.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-2042798457584534659</id><published>2008-03-20T12:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T20:48:33.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That thing you do..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when you..&lt;br /&gt;you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that was then, now I'm pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Pissed like boiling steam or something.&lt;br /&gt;and that just sound totally wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;wasn't online surprisingly last night because stay overnight at Emad's place with Lim to do our Building Science assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Since few days ago, we've been planning how to kill our time since we were suppose to note down the indoor temperature, outdoor temperature and the humidity.&lt;br /&gt;So thats about &lt;u&gt;8 hours&lt;/u&gt; of awake time from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10pm to 6am&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, when everyone's in lalaland, we're staying up waiting for the next hour to do our records.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't that suuhhweeet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner with everyone, then later Vinie and Kev came over to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;How did we kill time.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watch 2 segments of Russell Peters,&lt;br /&gt;we watch American Pie 6, haha,&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;me and kev started kicking tennis balls around the house&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;at 3 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Then!!&lt;br /&gt;Since we had 4 balls,&lt;br /&gt;I started to try to juggle.&lt;br /&gt;With 3 only la haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kev succeeded, I succeeded waaayy later on,&lt;br /&gt;Emad just couldn't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;juggle juggle juggle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wwwhheeee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we have to do this for 3 nights,&lt;br /&gt;we probably would be able to juggle properly by the end of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 6 with 4 hours sleep,&lt;br /&gt;now I know why I feel so tired, thanks to running around and juggling around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's being a bitch again.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run,&lt;br /&gt;update later.&lt;br /&gt;Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back bout last night,&lt;br /&gt;woah we're quite hardcore ehs ;P&lt;br /&gt;We actually stayed up.&lt;br /&gt;Though I slept at the last hour, since Lim got up and I left it to him.&lt;br /&gt;Brain and body not working anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get to Emad's place again after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;mmm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night?&lt;br /&gt;Parrtyy at Peewee's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just what I need with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;your taste still lingers on my lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Like I just placed them upon yours&lt;/span&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/14776870934305544-2042798457584534659?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/2042798457584534659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=2042798457584534659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2042798457584534659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2042798457584534659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/03/that-thing-you-do.html' title='That thing you do..'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-667764211081280800</id><published>2008-03-18T04:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T04:58:23.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Therapy.</title><content type='html'>Yes!&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't reach the amount of 10 designs, so far only 6.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sleeeeeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should have told Suzy to meet on Wednesday instead. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways!&lt;br /&gt;Finally after months of the writer's strike, its finally over and our shows will be back.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New episode of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/span&gt;'s next Monday,&lt;br /&gt;with guest star Ms Spears.&lt;br /&gt;Finally!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img444.imageshack.us/img444/1390/spearshimymuv8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finish watching &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATC &lt;/span&gt;without noticing that was the last episode.&lt;br /&gt;*sobs*&lt;br /&gt;June! For the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CZ5UyFLJcCc&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CZ5UyFLJcCc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, the trailer kinda spoiler. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 21st!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;/span&gt; and of course,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gossip Girl&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 352px; height: 564px;" src="http://img134.imageshack.us/img134/6562/meestergossipgirlrain2gh6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 354px; height: 490px;" src="http://img230.imageshack.us/img230/6610/splashnewsspl22625001ow4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;hawtness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's Dan? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this is torture, I still gotta wait?&lt;br /&gt;Uni will be over then. =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-667764211081280800?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/667764211081280800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=667764211081280800' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/667764211081280800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/667764211081280800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/03/therapy.html' title='Therapy.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-6606454826086534854</id><published>2008-03-14T01:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:42:24.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To hell, with it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've given up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sick of feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is there nothing you can say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take this all away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm suffocating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tell me what the fuck is wrong with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;Its better not knowing.&lt;br /&gt;I got a major headache/migraine/pain in the ass since I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I skipped tutorial, I had nuts to show my tutor.&lt;br /&gt;And I just found out we need to show 10 a3 if not don't bother seeing her at all.&lt;br /&gt;Oh why oh why was I chosen under her ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;I'm designally challenged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, like I told someone, maybe I should do something that gets me high instead of stoning with the pain.&lt;br /&gt;And I just only thought bout watch Sexandthecity and its 1 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not getting any anyways,&lt;br /&gt;what best way than to watch it instead. ;)&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/14776870934305544-6606454826086534854?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/6606454826086534854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=6606454826086534854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6606454826086534854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6606454826086534854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-hell-with-it.html' title='To hell, with it.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-4479664848076072974</id><published>2008-03-11T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T10:48:08.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing keeps you high.</title><content type='html'>It feels awesome how I can sleep at 4-5 in the morning, yet wake up at 9 the next day not feeling tired, but knocked out in the afternoon after I come home from uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good? Not good?&lt;br /&gt;You tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another awesome thing thats been keeping a smile on my face is that I ain't on probation anymore. The P sticker is coming off!&lt;br /&gt;Yuen's coming in a while to sent me to JPJ, isn't that sweet of him.&lt;br /&gt;Zhen Sern offered but I didn't want him to be late for class in case I wake up late and I haven't print my photo yet.&lt;br /&gt;Since when guys became such darlings? (: Neh, kidding. They were always one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that in 2 weeks time, we'll be going to Kuching for site visit of the LimKokWing building for 5 days! Lord knows I love traveling eventhough its still within Malaysia. 5 freaking days, I doubt they'll expect us to work all day o.O I wanna look see around! and since I don't think I'm tied down to anyone, I'll be flying solo on this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND!&lt;br /&gt;Sharon called me last night to ajak me on a one day trip to Malacca next month. And when its going trips with them, its alll about eating! Aren't I right?&lt;br /&gt;Its unconfirm confirm. Since its gonna be 3 weeks later, yups, the Saturday right after I'm back from Kuching. Have I ask the parents? Nopes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*cross fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shits. gtg. I'll rant later. You see, I'm a girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-4479664848076072974?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/4479664848076072974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=4479664848076072974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4479664848076072974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4479664848076072974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/03/nothing-keeps-you-high.html' title='Nothing keeps you high.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-3713482024079149373</id><published>2008-03-10T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T00:21:34.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a fairy tale without a happy ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again maybe we are just pretending. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why does it have to be so unfair? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tell me that you care.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-3713482024079149373?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/3713482024079149373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=3713482024079149373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3713482024079149373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3713482024079149373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-like-fairy-tale-without-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-6953391397589888098</id><published>2008-03-07T13:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T13:56:58.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you like it, now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even my iTunes are playing better songs,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe its cause&lt;br /&gt;I feel good today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it better stay that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni has been bringing down since it started,&lt;br /&gt;for maybe obvious reasons.&lt;br /&gt;I know, I have no one to blame.&lt;br /&gt;My mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its good me and a friend kinda talked things over.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully we can be as close as last time.&lt;br /&gt;I miss having a sane company. =/&lt;br /&gt;Wait, I miss having a company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Edee!! I miss yoooouuuuu )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;remember once there was a lingerie warehouse sale?&lt;br /&gt;Its back! I'm so sorry though today's the last day.&lt;br /&gt;But if you can, get yr ass there before 7.&lt;br /&gt;Damn cheap okays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img187.imageshack.us/img187/4668/2309087458b5bb97b101ii2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on wed after uni, I know I had submission the next day, but it was on the way xp&lt;br /&gt;I only went for the Pierre Cardin's, it was all stocks from the last sale, but I got 4 sexy ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too bad boy, I know you use to enjoy them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I cant wait for the next perfume sale.&lt;br /&gt;I use to not be a perfume person.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I love em (: my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Live&lt;/span&gt;, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Delicious&lt;/span&gt;, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Euphoria &lt;/span&gt;and my Body Shop &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Neroli Jasmin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Each has it own memories,&lt;br /&gt;come to think bout it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now. This. I. &lt;s&gt;LIKE.&lt;/s&gt; Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img516.imageshack.us/img516/5468/2312849705b18e6714a9osj5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its back huns!&lt;br /&gt;Me and the girls are going later,&lt;br /&gt;it'll be all you can eat ice cream and girl talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love em' both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its till end of April, go knock yourselves out.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind going again for a next one next month maybe,&lt;br /&gt;let me know. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JINZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, we got our own buffet here too!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you already know it, but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 393px; height: 523px;" src="http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/8309/image001wo3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can buy more shoes now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its worthy.&lt;br /&gt;The previous sale, me and Ping whack what we can find (:&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. We're going in a bit, which reminds me I should go and bathe now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, heater's not fix yet.  :|&lt;br /&gt;The dude told me its very dangerous to use it,&lt;br /&gt;so I haven't been bathing for a week now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Hell No.&lt;br /&gt;My hair how, after one day freaking oily okays.&lt;br /&gt;Over moisturize -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whhhheeeee*&lt;br /&gt;Go crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-6953391397589888098?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/6953391397589888098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=6953391397589888098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6953391397589888098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6953391397589888098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/03/dont-you-like-it-now.html' title='Don&apos;t you like it, now.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-4988866983079569679</id><published>2008-03-06T17:48:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T21:06:56.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deprived.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;May Yi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 6 and you failed miserably.&lt;br /&gt;I just woke up =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got ya? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No la.&lt;br /&gt;But I woke up at noon. ):&lt;br /&gt;Damn fail.&lt;br /&gt;Had to rush my drawings, which is even still not 100% complete.&lt;br /&gt;I draft too slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence,&lt;br /&gt;I'm 1-2 hours late for submission.&lt;br /&gt;Plan was to submit and had to be back in class after 2 hours for evaluation, lecture, bitching, and what not.&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not in class.&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for class to end.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too afraid to go in with my I-am-so-damn-late face o.O&lt;br /&gt;and Cindy said their marah-ing them kao kao, don't go in yet.&lt;br /&gt;Oh dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh* I've been walking around the studio for a while now,&lt;br /&gt;and memories of first year and foundation's haunting me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm feeling,&lt;br /&gt;but I know I really hate what I'm feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays weren't that bad, but now when reality hits you when your in uni everyday.&lt;br /&gt;OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to have a smile on my face,&lt;br /&gt;where did it go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First fucking assignment finish,&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have to go&lt;/span&gt; for retail therapy.&lt;br /&gt;Cat's Whiskers just started their sale reductions.&lt;br /&gt;I miss buying shoes.&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't found any gorgeous purse. Suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired inside, I don't even know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;2 hours sleep,&lt;br /&gt;so not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel like I got loads to do.&lt;br /&gt;Cut my hair. -__- Jeffrey better trim it this time, its too damn long. My stylist refuse to cut my hair the other day.&lt;br /&gt;Shop.&lt;br /&gt;Settle my cpu stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Go watch a movie with yuen yuen xP&lt;br /&gt;Shop. Again.&lt;br /&gt;Finish my SexandtheCity.&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I need a goddamn tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, that ain't a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Oh YEA!! Did I mention I'll be going to Kuching end of this month.&lt;br /&gt;whhheeeeeeee* will blog bout it later la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jingle balls my ass la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;style="font-style: style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss you, don't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/style="font-style:&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-4988866983079569679?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/4988866983079569679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=4988866983079569679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4988866983079569679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4988866983079569679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-wish.html' title='deprived.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-9131678160693360194</id><published>2008-03-03T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T00:28:55.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just, stop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think you really get me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just, don't waste your time.&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/14776870934305544-9131678160693360194?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/9131678160693360194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=9131678160693360194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/9131678160693360194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/9131678160693360194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-stop.html' title='&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Just, stop.&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-5710780953179975913</id><published>2008-02-28T09:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T09:35:11.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pierces - I feel nothing</title><content type='html'>Okays, not really.&lt;br /&gt;Do I miss it?&lt;br /&gt;Course I do.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sweet kisses now, weren't they.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least to me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;Which seems to hit me hard on the face this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first fucking day of uni, I woke up to shower, to found out, to experience the fact that my water heater busted on me. Boohoo ):&lt;br /&gt;So, just this morning, I stood 5 minutes in front of the shower stoning and yelling.&lt;br /&gt;-____-&lt;br /&gt;So fucking cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the fucking days during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm off to KL Sentral to pick my classmates up, going to Selangor Pewter for a site visit, meeting at Istana Budaya first though with the lecturers.&lt;br /&gt;4 friends and 1 car's following me.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it great now to be a local &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;local&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Neh, I'm not complaining.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I pray I won't get lost.&lt;br /&gt;I've studied the Google Earth yesterday together with my GPS.&lt;br /&gt;heehee. Should be alright laaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hoo-fucking-ray, we've got submission on Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow, uni has found the bitter me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Typical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-5710780953179975913?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/5710780953179975913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=5710780953179975913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/5710780953179975913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/5710780953179975913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/02/pierces-i-feel-nothing.html' title='The Pierces - I feel nothing'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-4058911176513013113</id><published>2008-02-25T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T00:35:49.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fat fat fat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait to see Incubus live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats if, if I go for Sunburst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 430px; height: 552px;" src="http://img337.imageshack.us/img337/8629/posterbig0011zx7.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see,&lt;br /&gt;what have I been doing this couple of weeks?&lt;br /&gt;Shopping :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times, good times.&lt;br /&gt;This morning in church I suddenly had a huge strong urge to go get some pumps or flats or maybe a real nice heels, or maybe peep toe will do.&lt;br /&gt;May Yi just told me f21 has those super cheap basic tees now.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be - _- off in a bit.&lt;br /&gt;HEHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays, I admit,&lt;br /&gt;I have been shopping a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I just bought some of my computer upgrade shits yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;finally got my LCD monitor, 500gb HDD, nice new sleek keyboards, wireless router, and 1gb upgrade on my RAM!&lt;br /&gt;I know!&lt;br /&gt;Like can someone say, like finally.&lt;br /&gt;and now I'm just waiting to pau one of the cpu&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; my dad bought for his office.&lt;br /&gt;HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;whhheeee*&lt;br /&gt;Now I get it why guys get so excited with all these techny stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But ohh, its not cheap&lt;br /&gt;-____-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad just came back from Laos,&lt;br /&gt;before he left his friend told him the cellphones are like real cheap,&lt;br /&gt;so he came back with 2 pdas!&lt;br /&gt;Oh sheesh, I love pdas.&lt;br /&gt;But course they weren't for me since my dad was like,&lt;br /&gt;your phone geng enough already rights -___-&lt;br /&gt;So mean.&lt;br /&gt;So now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm tempted to buy a pda for my own.&lt;br /&gt;the one you flip flip or sliiiiidddee and you got the qwerty keyboards.&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;But I've been aiming for an Ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 424px; height: 283px;" src="http://img170.imageshack.us/img170/7145/1338283110e4ae76c71fos5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to reward myself for..&lt;br /&gt;well, just because. (:&lt;br /&gt;So shaddup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silver&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black&lt;/span&gt;? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was something where I couldn't carry on whether it made me guilty or not.&lt;br /&gt;My bad, I lead you on.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes things just don't work out.&lt;br /&gt;And it isn't, and I doubt it will anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;J, I think we should just not push it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like being bitchy.&lt;br /&gt;But then again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;like I said! Class is starting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Met the girls just now for diner,&lt;br /&gt;we shared beef lasagna, maggi goreng and loh si fun in Williams.&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO NOT FAT I TELL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Some more the other day we went to Hartamas Square and had a normal dish each with tit bits of fried stuff and small pizza.&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing we shared, but you girls are still so slim.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;issh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retail therapy always works. (:&lt;br /&gt;Though I didn't buy much,&lt;br /&gt;just bought 2 basic tees, 1 spag and hairbands.&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be getting into hairbands lately.&lt;br /&gt;I remember my classmate, Lim said I look so ah poh -___-&lt;br /&gt;MEANIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahhh.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I don't really mind anymore if ppl turn their backs on me in uni.&lt;br /&gt;I should be there learning and shit.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna.&lt;br /&gt;Well, try my very best for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;No more shits please. I'm gonna strangle someone already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so fat its soooooooo not funny anymore.&lt;br /&gt;This week onwards, I'm gonna do my fucking best with keeping up-to-date with my work and get back to my exercise routine, maybe I should give yoga another shot.&lt;br /&gt;And stop laughing or snickering la, its not gonna be funny when I clobber you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-4058911176513013113?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/4058911176513013113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=4058911176513013113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4058911176513013113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4058911176513013113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/02/ill-korek-instead.html' title='fat fat fat.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-6959953032513033310</id><published>2008-02-24T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T16:13:42.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flabbergasted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Class starts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Architecture Culture 201 and Design 201.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think should go shopping now.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&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/14776870934305544-6959953032513033310?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/6959953032513033310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=6959953032513033310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6959953032513033310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6959953032513033310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/02/flabbergasted.html' title='&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;flabbergasted.&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-1960003547112585126</id><published>2008-02-16T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T23:06:46.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aly &amp; Aj - Slow Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I need a little time, to see what you're made of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know whats on your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're headin' straight for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let's not rush, you're moving way too fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We can figure it out, we can make this last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We don't have to be so serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You need to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Slow down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm not goin' anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Slow down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you care, I need a little time for air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you just let me breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe I'll stick around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you slow down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wanna little space, a little less attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You see it on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't need an explanation &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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Aj - Slow Down'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-8075187971283870147</id><published>2008-02-15T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T18:51:09.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh ehs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-_____--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cock-eyed!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HEHE. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know I damn syok sendiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-8075187971283870147?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/8075187971283870147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=8075187971283870147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/8075187971283870147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/8075187971283870147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/02/eh-eh.html' title='eh ehs.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-3163586557048326499</id><published>2008-02-14T03:36:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T04:49:10.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean slate.</title><content type='html'>Not bad, not bad.&lt;br /&gt;My bitter days are drifting away slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch and coffee with Shidah, Sandra and her beau, Brian.&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;Its always nice catching up with 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home with the urge to shop. Badly.&lt;br /&gt;Grab Ping the moment we were both reach home at the same time to Cats Whiskers.&lt;br /&gt;Wahlao.&lt;br /&gt;Storewide discount!!&lt;br /&gt;We're going DP branch tomorrow. HEHS.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I didn't get any tops because I'm too fat now.&lt;br /&gt;But I managed to sweetened up myself with 2 heels and pair of shorts.&lt;br /&gt;Ping bought 2 dresses and pair of leggings.&lt;br /&gt;teehee, I'm so stealing :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome isn't it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Damn, MayYi's getting to me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, went out for a movie then spent passing midnight pigging out on Roti Tisu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks, again, for taking me out.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched One Missed Call. -___- Don't like the ending.&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes. I almost screamed a few times, music was pretty creepy as usual.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not surprised if ppl start using that as their ringtone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xoxo &lt;/span&gt;T.T&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; goddamn addict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh yea! Before I forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 336px; height: 282px;" src="http://img406.imageshack.us/img406/4403/img2206fcu1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;e&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;nt&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; D&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;y!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;mwahs to all (:&lt;br /&gt;go make love,&lt;br /&gt;you know you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-3163586557048326499?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/3163586557048326499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=3163586557048326499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3163586557048326499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3163586557048326499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/02/clean-slate.html' title='Clean slate.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-1902958469808919155</id><published>2008-02-12T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T13:48:46.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KellyClarkson - Maybe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't want to be tough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I don't want to be proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I don't need to be fixed and I certainly don't need to be found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm not lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nopes.&lt;br /&gt;Not posting all.&lt;br /&gt;Might just be too freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No regrets boii !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be use to this.&lt;br /&gt;Assmagnet -___- (no offense Jinz :D)&lt;br /&gt;Am not saying you are (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Really.&lt;/span&gt;),&lt;br /&gt;just a saying.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just have the shittest luck even on a different page.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I'm so weird.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, maybe I should follow Edee's footsteps. (French ehs? ;P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Edeeeee!! Get your ass online tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't stand it here anymoooorrreeeee.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I'll be a miss anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go now, going to pyramid and tonight got Kenny's gathering thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS EVERYONE LEAVING?!&lt;br /&gt;and to Australia.&lt;br /&gt;Irony is when they graduate in third year, I'll &lt;s&gt;probably&lt;/s&gt; hopefully be going there in my fourth year, which is 2010 la omg if you don't know how to count and don't know what year I'm in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitterbitterbitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should just change my name to bitter jean.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. Doesn't sound too bad. Sounds like billie jean actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg SHUTS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-1902958469808919155?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/1902958469808919155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=1902958469808919155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/1902958469808919155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/1902958469808919155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/02/kellyclarkson-maybe.html' title='KellyClarkson - Maybe'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-3099453192706622985</id><published>2008-02-09T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T00:32:31.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh. My. God.</title><content type='html'>MY CHEEKBONE'S BRUISE ))))))))))):&lt;br /&gt;Sakit sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cb I'm so bored,&lt;br /&gt;even looking at the screen boringly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's being a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to be back to civilization like this morning, but somehow I'm easily manipulated so what the hell, I'm still in Seremban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, Seremban's ain't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just that I've been here since the 6th and I've already seen almost all my shows and omg AND I finish all 4 Gossip Girl books in 3 days I can't even read the first page of the 6th book anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aahhhhh BAAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;If only there was more angpaus I'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss shopping.&lt;br /&gt;I miss window shopping in Bangsar.&lt;br /&gt;I miss lunchies and din dins.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my room.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my plasma.&lt;br /&gt;I miss PJ la fuck me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cibai no one replying me on msn,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going the fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask,&lt;br /&gt;I have no fucking idea why I've been so emo for the past couple of weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-3099453192706622985?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/3099453192706622985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=3099453192706622985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3099453192706622985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3099453192706622985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-my-god.html' title='Oh. My. God.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-5063015819298307092</id><published>2008-02-06T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T02:07:03.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you love me.</title><content type='html'>As if my luck/day hasn't been totally awesome,&lt;br /&gt;before getting into the car before dinner,&lt;br /&gt;I slammed my face into my car door after opening it.&lt;br /&gt;-________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ouch?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;Bruise on my cheeks now )))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 379px; height: 270px;" src="http://img263.imageshack.us/img263/2348/gossipgirlgapads08ny3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on Gossip Girl to keep my mind of &lt;s&gt;someone&lt;/s&gt; something.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, don't look at me like a freak, I know you love them too.&lt;br /&gt;So, stfu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Edee's place on Sunday, her sister has the books!&lt;br /&gt;*Will blog bout my&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, I'm too cheap to buy all 11 books.&lt;br /&gt;Just finish one and a half book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so different.&lt;br /&gt;Okay la, not that different.&lt;br /&gt;Their style's the same and other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how is it when you read the book then watch the movie and feel disappointed like Harry Potter  or Narnia or Da Vinci Code.&lt;br /&gt;This is the other way around -___-&lt;br /&gt;And how (at least for me) after watching Eragon, which totally sucked, but later on reading the book got me hooked, was much better.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but say I'm tad disappointed reading the book comparing it with the hit show.&lt;br /&gt;But the book's good, wished I read it before I watched the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/2632/gossipgirl26yx2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Spoiler alerts if your interested in reading the book and don't wanna ruin it**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the book,&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG &lt;/span&gt;thing I notice,&lt;br /&gt;Jenny H, has huge boobs, like 34D, seriously. At the age of fourteen. O.o&lt;br /&gt;and so thats why she's an outcast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dan&lt;/span&gt;. omg. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dan Dan&lt;/span&gt;, the oh-so-hot &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dan&lt;/span&gt;. Isn't that hot in the book, which is a total spoiler cause I love &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dan&lt;/span&gt;. His like this dark, emo person which writes poetry and yes, reads alot but reads bout sadistic things like hell and stuff -___- Not so cool anymore, is he now.&lt;br /&gt;And OHHH!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vannessa&lt;/span&gt;'s bald -_______________- Is totally in love with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dan &lt;/span&gt;secretly, terbalik from the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blair&lt;/span&gt;? Still the same ol' queenbee. One word, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Serena&lt;/span&gt;? Well, lets just say her reason for coming back to Upper East Side is totally different. And, she's wilder. But she's still that carefree person. And her brother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Erik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;a total charm....and older. Like in college.&lt;br /&gt;and also &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chuck &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nate &lt;/span&gt;aren't like total buddies, the 4 of them are just old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nate'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s &lt;/span&gt;a HUGE stoner, and as weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chuck&lt;/span&gt;'s...hardly written about so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isabel &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kati &lt;/span&gt;are..still the same.&lt;br /&gt;and oh yea! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blair &lt;/span&gt;has a younger brother, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tyler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her father's still gay.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rufus&lt;/span&gt;?! Yes, I think his totally hot too, for a dad. His another loser -___- turn off sial.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lily&lt;/span&gt;'s not divorced.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eleanor &lt;/span&gt;remarried and has blonde hair. (I think)&lt;br /&gt;And and, gossips spreads by passing note, by mouth or the site -___-&lt;br /&gt;Not so advance with the IM last time I guess.&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, those who hook up in the show not neccesarily hook up in the book, that, I won't spoil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, its basically overally a turn off reading the book, though its equally scandalous. wait, MORE scandalous.&lt;br /&gt;and the thought of Taylor Momsem with huge boobs is OMG. o.O&lt;br /&gt;Can you see her with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/4669/gossipgirl08bf8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you? Can yoooouuuu?&lt;br /&gt;It's just weird :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm on the topic,&lt;br /&gt;in case you Gossip Girl lovers haven't catch it yet,&lt;br /&gt;they just showed a latest episode, Gossip Girl Revealed.&lt;br /&gt;Err, I wouldn't say its that worth much of a download (unless your a huge fan and its quite fast anyways), cause they replayed the episode 'Pilot' with behind the scenes stuff and interviews from the cast and never before scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so &lt;s&gt;bored&lt;/s&gt; nice I posted some clips ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d3I_klg90RQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d3I_klg90RQ&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deleted scene of Nate and Serena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/seYnZpJv6iI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/seYnZpJv6iI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloopers. Outtakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img252.imageshack.us/img252/5216/gossipgirl18fn9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really cleared my mind off.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the book.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next show to catch: Lipstick Jungle :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-5063015819298307092?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/5063015819298307092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=5063015819298307092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/5063015819298307092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/5063015819298307092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-know-you-love-me.html' title='You know you love me.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-7453476577770685633</id><published>2008-02-06T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T12:40:18.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why so cold?</title><content type='html'>New year, new shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect this to backfire to me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it would be unfair eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;jean jean jean, I guess she'll never learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-7453476577770685633?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/7453476577770685633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=7453476577770685633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/7453476577770685633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/7453476577770685633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-so-cold.html' title='Why so cold?'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-6328440848698612566</id><published>2008-02-01T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T03:40:58.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is that so wrong?</title><content type='html'>Just a few days ago,&lt;br /&gt;I had so many things in mind for Sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either I go to Genting for a reunion with my primary school mates,&lt;br /&gt;or I'm out with May Yi,&lt;br /&gt;or dinner with Sandra, Shidah and Teri which was not really planned but intended to ):&lt;br /&gt;or stay at home and enjoy the moment,&lt;br /&gt;or be with that you,&lt;br /&gt;or out with Rachel and the girls later in the night,&lt;br /&gt;or I don't remember anymore =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I gonna do all that you say.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the Big Guy will help me figure out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well instead,&lt;br /&gt;my mom don't really allow me to go up to Genting due to the excuse of 'It's not a good time to be going UP THERE' and 'phobia llaaaaaaa',&lt;br /&gt;May Yi's mom don't let her out ):&lt;br /&gt;Teri's busy anyways and can't make it, so maybe next week,&lt;br /&gt;can't 'enjoy the moment' since she's not going back to Sban -_____-|| DAMN PEI OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;and I didn't get no reply but can't laa anyways, -___- pei again,&lt;br /&gt;might be able to go but not sure if momster allows ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess I'm not doing anything after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sulksulksulksulk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a clingy bitch ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg damn freaking pei pei pei now.&lt;br /&gt;):):):):):):):):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOOD LORD,&lt;br /&gt;Jason's coming to my rescue.&lt;br /&gt;I love him (:(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-6328440848698612566?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/6328440848698612566/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-6184160733623313511</id><published>2008-01-29T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T02:18:18.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edee (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 363px; height: 630px;" src="http://img137.imageshack.us/img137/6264/img18021copyoa7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we haven't been in the same course for a year now, half the time in uni I'll be scouting for your bubbliness in the plaza to hang out (:&lt;br /&gt;Despite how busy we were in uni, I'm gonna miss those times where we would meet in the library to talked, gossip and bitch. Who kissed who, who haven't kissed who, who's gay or not, shopping, (argh!) design, my sadistic love life, family, practically almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooooo gonna miss you woman!&lt;br /&gt;Uni won't be the same without you. ):&lt;br /&gt;You had to go larh, leave us all behind. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But yea, I'm happy for you getting a place in Curtin.&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave during your third year there, I might be there!&lt;br /&gt;Keep in touch and hope I would have enough dough to visit you during our sem break.&lt;br /&gt;Love you Edee (:&lt;br /&gt;xoxo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-6184160733623313511?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/6184160733623313511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=6184160733623313511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6184160733623313511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6184160733623313511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/edee.html' title='&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Edee (:&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-8620496527328171134</id><published>2008-01-29T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T19:34:23.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addicted to.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    The morning paper&lt;br /&gt;Look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;On your key chain&lt;br /&gt;Or in the coffee spoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On your shirt sleeve&lt;br /&gt;In the flat-screen&lt;br /&gt;In your mailbox&lt;br /&gt;I'm Breathing over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, when will you see&lt;br /&gt;That you and I were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;And now I got my target on track&lt;br /&gt;Baby you should know that I'm so good at that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run to where you want, run to where you want&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna find you&lt;br /&gt;There aint no distance far enough&lt;br /&gt;My love's gonna find you&lt;br /&gt;Run to where you want, run to where you want&lt;br /&gt;But may I remind you&lt;br /&gt;There aint no engine fast enough&lt;br /&gt;My love's gonna catch you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your top drawer&lt;br /&gt;In your cheque book&lt;br /&gt;On your cellphone&lt;br /&gt;By your easy-chair&lt;br /&gt;In the next room&lt;br /&gt;Behind the curtain&lt;br /&gt;Can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, when will you see&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you and I were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;And now I got my target on track&lt;br /&gt;Baby you should know that I'm so good at that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run to where you want&lt;br /&gt;Run to where you want&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna find you&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no distance far enough&lt;br /&gt;My love's gonna find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run to where you want, run to where you want&lt;br /&gt;but may I remind you&lt;br /&gt;There aint no engine fast enough&lt;br /&gt;My love's gonna catch you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why waste your energy&lt;br /&gt;No point in fighting&lt;br /&gt;Let your heart surrender to your destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this world's not big enough&lt;br /&gt;For you to hide for long&lt;br /&gt;In this game of hide and seek&lt;br /&gt;There's nowhere left to run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run to where you want, run to where you want&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna find you&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no distance far enough&lt;br /&gt;My love's gonna find you&lt;br /&gt;Run to where you want, run to where you want&lt;br /&gt;but may I remind you&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no engine fast enough&lt;br /&gt;My love's gonna catch you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch You, Catch You, Catch You, catch you, catch you, catch you, catch you, catch you.&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/14776870934305544-8620496527328171134?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/8620496527328171134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=8620496527328171134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/8620496527328171134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/8620496527328171134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/addicted-to.html' title='addicted to.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-9033293631617949651</id><published>2008-01-27T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T21:55:24.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like omg.</title><content type='html'>I still can't get over the fact that I'm gonna be in second year degree.&lt;br /&gt;Like woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got loads of people to thank for.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how I got up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With both parentals &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shouting &lt;/span&gt;downstairs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;' OBAMA WON THE ELECTION! '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;' OMG I CAN SEE THE ELECTION RESULTS!! '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;' HEY, ASTRO'S BACK ON!! '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-_______________________-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up like wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Lighting was a bitch last night. Parents off the main switch, and when on back, HAHA, Astro didn't start up till this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Happened before, but after 2 hours it was on again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you la omg, I've nvr seen them so restless or distress on something till whenever something's wrong with the TV or Astro.&lt;br /&gt;My dad even called me last night while I was out asking how come the astro won't start,&lt;br /&gt;and the moment I entered my house, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;'Jean can you check the switches, Astro still not working'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously damn swt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can't live without the TV.&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;Bribery. Ngeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-9033293631617949651?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/9033293631617949651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=9033293631617949651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/9033293631617949651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/9033293631617949651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-still-cant-get-over-fact-that-im.html' title='Like omg.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-6052499216767055727</id><published>2008-01-26T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T12:16:29.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cindy. Tagged. Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;''it won't be so hard if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;you t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;ell me feel it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;...''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a meme Cindy? I don't get it -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;HEHS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This was quite fun I agree, practically look through all the pictures I had,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;brought up unnecessary memories and good ones too. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I miss everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Since I've been told I hardly or don't post pictures often,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I posted more than one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Cindy, we've never been so free in our uni life until holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;1. The most recent picture of you. Where was it taken, when was it taken and who took it? How was your mood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5158991887308125058"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/R5hrybofc4I/AAAAAAAAEks/o3B_6d3sm0A/s400/IMG_1722.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapping myself upside down while my mother was nagging me at the other end of the couch in my living room -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHS. I was semi-hyper waiting for Sharon to come pick me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;2. A picture of you with a friend. Who is this friend? How did you meet him/her? How long have you known him/her?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159417952358855842"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/R5nvSrofdKI/AAAAAAAAEns/dP2szxfEPHI/s400/IMG_1241.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this picture weihs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poon May Yi and Jeany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5158994601727456162"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/R5huQbofc6I/AAAAAAAAEk8/nGfgGSW6JD0/s400/IMG_1191.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;NYE*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwwwwww&lt;br /&gt;she bent down to be the same height as me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm not that short okays, just not tall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cipeks. Bluffed me when Adeline intro us, said they were sisters -__-&lt;br /&gt;and yes, I bought it. Not Funnnyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Known her since Form 5, so thats 3 years. We were cheermates y'all. (;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to think you were bitchy moi, and now I can almost talk to her bout everything,&lt;br /&gt;but your still bitchy la babe. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;HEHS. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;why laaaa shift to spk, miss you ): shopping tomorrow!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;3. A picture of you with your spouse/partner. How long have you known each other/been married/been going out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I would do it like how Adeline did her Mr. Mummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;But I'm too darn lazy to draw.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80%&lt;/s&gt; single and hey, its not so bad after all. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But vday's around the corner -___- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peih*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;4. A family picture:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5158998995479000002"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/R5hyQLofc8I/AAAAAAAAElM/JeEBSeLKhVE/s400/DSC04070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parentals birthday party. (:&lt;br /&gt;4 days in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;yes yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;My dad has a beard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I look like my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We all love to smile with our teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We don't look like chinese -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;and omg jean put on weight. Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;5. A picture of you making a peace sign:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159002105035322338"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/R5h1FLofc-I/AAAAAAAAElc/YYSFAprWxiA/s400/P7240077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse my facial expression T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Our very wrong attempt in trying to be lala.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;-____-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the only picture I could find that I was doing that,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;peace sign is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nono &lt;/span&gt;for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;6. A picture of you making a yo dawg sign:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Terweeeee/photo#5096587407026868370"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/Rrq3PmqQ0JI/AAAAAAAAAmM/dp4p6AmDozc/s400/DSC04902.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la, its not a total yo dawg sign, more of a peace sign.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its senget aights. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;-___-&lt;/span&gt;''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;7. A picture of you in your Halloween costume:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Geeky specs? Check.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Bad hairdo? Check.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very comfy smkdj shirt for doing work? Check.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159466446834595218"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/R5obZbofdZI/AAAAAAAAEqE/VQ-eEVsDUbA/s400/DSC09953.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I know I'm darn lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;tak de la.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Halloween last year busy doing assignments as you can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;8. A picture of you on holiday. Where was it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Langkawi131207171207/photo?authkey=GUM6nQ73bso#5144967125593174578"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159447626287904018"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/R5oKR7ofdRI/AAAAAAAAEpE/imAWQmZ-Xjo/s400/Picture%20080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Langkawi last December with Kev and Sheena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Langkawi131207171207/photo?authkey=GUM6nQ73bso#5144971171452368114"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/R2acBW4LNPI/AAAAAAAAEpA/5kEGrUFimbE/s400/IMG_0653.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grr. I goddamn miss that trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;9. A picture of you in your workplace/school:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159452410881471842"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/R5oOobofdWI/AAAAAAAAEps/lAN2ON7sx48/s400/RIMG0532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SmkDJ - Merbau 05'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159455297099494770"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/R5oRQbofdXI/AAAAAAAAEp0/ZOIRpmaSbyo/s400/group%20pic%202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinetic Aesthetic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;First year, first sem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I miss Ean and Kent weeiihhhh =\&lt;br /&gt;Our rides to uni and back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;10. A picture of you in a weird or random place. Where is this place? Who took this picture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159409371014198258"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/R5nnfLofc_I/AAAAAAAAEl8/sWPpqk517pY/s400/DSC07133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Err, ou can't really see the point of it, but I climb up this err concrete thingie trying to capture the full view of the building and randomly asked Steffi to snap my pic since I was about 2metres  up from ground level.&lt;br /&gt;Syok sendiri, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;11. A picture of you on stage:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This is a bit embarrassing,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/MAC/photo?authkey=Nv8zL7wrWlM#5096618889137153474"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/RrrT4GqQ5cI/AAAAAAAABRc/TVCIrnzUFdA/s400/DSC05266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Majlis Anugerah Cemerlang -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only picture I can find that was on stage.&lt;br /&gt;You see, I'm not a public speaking person, so stage is another nono for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;12. A picture of you playing sport:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Before you say anything,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159449851080963362"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/R5oMTbofdSI/AAAAAAAAEpM/Df30ARKMIgM/s400/DSCS_1000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159449949865211186"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/R5oMZLofdTI/AAAAAAAAEpU/iM4j77zjONA/s400/DSCS_1002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159450035764557122"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/R5oMeLofdUI/AAAAAAAAEpc/jVkaqWXCK3o/s400/DSCS_1025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheerleading is a sport.&lt;br /&gt;Right, babes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sad case for me,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to perform much but hey not because I suck okays. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I rather think so, so shaddup)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now look at Ultimate, performing for Anglia,&lt;br /&gt;and I can't see them perform ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't tell which one is me?&lt;br /&gt;The FATTEST one la.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't take so long to find, all pun stick skinny. tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;13. A picture of you with a celebrity:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sumolah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159436888869663970"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/R5oAg7ofdOI/AAAAAAAAEoo/Uvw-Y1oBr2Y/s400/DSC07114%20copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gurmit Singh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159436850214958290"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/R5oAerofdNI/AAAAAAAAEoc/ydIlK3T_gf0/s400/DSC07117%20copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry Gallyot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ean, I had to put yr picture alongside.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ean being Ean.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;14. A picture of you drunk:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159440874599314674"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/R5oEI7ofdPI/AAAAAAAAEow/uZavHgzQVBU/s400/DSCN4300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;My 19th birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I slipped while trying to squat down.&lt;br /&gt;and the first picture was probably when I straighten myself, looked at everyone and burst out laughing like usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;and Sandra had to help me cut the cake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;woah, was I wasted -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;No more Graveyard for me. Peevee la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;But it was all fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I'm suprised I didn't sit on the cake instead. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;15. A picture of you looking mad. Why were you mad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;More of geramness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159467039540082082"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/R5ob77ofdaI/AAAAAAAAEqM/U9IsGqyh5FI/s400/DSC01964.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This was my closest 'mad' looking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;since techincally mad means insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;-____-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;So mad I wanted to eat Teri's pony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159409474093413394"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/R5nnlLofdBI/AAAAAAAAEmM/88KgRYV36xQ/s400/DSC03680.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;16. A picture of you looking sad. Why were you sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Sandy/photo#5096631426146691282"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/RrrfR2qQ6NI/AAAAAAAABXo/OLn4TBbtP1w/s400/DSC02369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;What else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra lah. Can laughed until like that somemore.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;17. A picture of you looking WEIRD. Why were you looking weird?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159409486978315298"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/R5nnl7ofdCI/AAAAAAAAEmU/O7ay0-3iOYk/s400/PC060151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Because I was tipsy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;- . -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Don't think I've ever seen my eyes so big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;18. A picture of you wearing something strange:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159409439733675010"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/R5nnjLofdAI/AAAAAAAAEmE/TaeuB9aFq0s/s400/jean.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;picture says it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;19. A picture of you wearing formal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159461219859395970"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/R5oWpLofdYI/AAAAAAAAEp8/HRQF1TRjItw/s400/DSC05432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After CP111 presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The only picture I can find dressed formal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;And its not that formal also ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;20. A picture of you wearing a swimsuit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157863357794786594"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/R5RpZXlcnSI/AAAAAAAAEcc/ALGPqv8N11s/s400/IMG_1543.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ferringhi beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I know I posted this recently,&lt;br /&gt;and I don't have full picture la, unnecessary flaunting xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;21. A picture of you wearing PJs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Terweeeee/photo#5096586676882427586"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/Rrq2lGqQzsI/AAAAAAAAAik/DXIPH3PNQfA/s400/DSC00255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Thats what I wear to sleep, no PJs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I am wearing shorts okays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;22. A picture of you with an animal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5158998819385340850"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/R5hyF7ofc7I/AAAAAAAAElE/rjPH5Uo-y2g/s400/IMG_1151.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Fluffy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Rights?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;23. A picture of you eating or with food:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159409512748119090"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/R5nnnbofdDI/AAAAAAAAEmc/GRFt0Y6UjYI/s400/IMG_0919.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Borneo Rainforest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Eating the proclaimed chunted CharKueyTeow cause it was prepared by the chef that cooks or cooked for Sultan of Brunei. hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159446453761832194"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/R5oJNrofdQI/AAAAAAAAEo4/l8YlYLFaLB0/s400/IMG_1353.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I had to put this ;P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Its still with food.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Meal prepared by me n Ping.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Nicholas looks damn peih cause we've been snapping pictures and all he wants to do is eat the damn chicken.&lt;br /&gt;My mom looks damn cute. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);"&gt;24. A picture of you in black and white:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5159436794380383426"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/R5oAbbofdMI/AAAAAAAAEoU/LTsth_iJuWQ/s400/08-01-08_0226.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;errr.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;speechless*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Wait, I think this is one of the few pictures I have with my hair up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I tag May Yi, Sue Hsia, Rachel, Teri, Sandra, Adeline, Wei Zhi, Jinz!! (if you got time la) and to whoever who's damn free, like me and Cindy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do it. Do it. I likey looking at pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-6052499216767055727?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/6052499216767055727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=6052499216767055727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6052499216767055727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6052499216767055727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/cindy-tagged-me.html' title='Cindy. 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Me.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-1573873130558195530</id><published>2008-01-25T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T00:49:16.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ehs, JOM.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 411px; height: 410px;" src="http://img261.imageshack.us/img261/3907/junkyardflyer2mo5.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeehhhh mana ni PV.&lt;br /&gt;We is suppose to meet online so he can tell me whats nice in Chiang Mai to buy :D&lt;br /&gt;but his not&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Yi didn't calling me just now ):&lt;br /&gt;got stuff to tell you laaaaaaa tadi.&lt;br /&gt;I think I lupa edy so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bump into Kai Xian just now.&lt;br /&gt;Like woah its been ages since I last saw him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEA.&lt;br /&gt;Chee Yuen.&lt;br /&gt;WHY AREN'T YOU ONLINE.&lt;br /&gt;When I want to chat with you bout something, your always MIA,&lt;br /&gt;and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;omg lunch tomorrow rights.&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered -___-&lt;br /&gt;No nudges from yuen :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna shop!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid randomness T.T&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/14776870934305544-1573873130558195530?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/1573873130558195530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=1573873130558195530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/1573873130558195530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/1573873130558195530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/ehs-jom_25.html' title='ehs, JOM.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-6164761476347390751</id><published>2008-01-24T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T00:55:24.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fifth Semester</title><content type='html'>OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Jordan!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to him, I finally gathered my guts to call LUCT.&lt;br /&gt;yes yes, makan on me.&lt;br /&gt;training on you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pass!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm through to SECOND YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;No more manual drawing!&lt;br /&gt;No more english!&lt;br /&gt;Right? I think.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, don't tell me.&lt;br /&gt;Let me enjoy this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But shit, my 101 got problem.&lt;br /&gt;Better go next week to clarify it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was right,&lt;br /&gt;my dad DID KNEW MY RESULTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cipeks.&lt;br /&gt;The wonder he so chilling la that day.&lt;br /&gt;But still,&lt;br /&gt;issh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-6164761476347390751?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/6164761476347390751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=6164761476347390751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6164761476347390751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6164761476347390751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/fifth-semester.html' title='The Fifth Semester'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-6414988144205269302</id><published>2008-01-22T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T16:07:41.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not a brat, just spoilt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beginning of the year,&lt;br /&gt;means beginning of everything.&lt;br /&gt;Which happens to be soooo annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go renew my car insurance,&lt;br /&gt;renew my roadtax,&lt;br /&gt;renew my Captor satelite thingy,&lt;br /&gt;renew my license (which is not so annoying cause GOODBYE P-LICENSE),&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, my Padini membership, MPH membership, Big Bookshop membership, One Card....&lt;br /&gt;this is annoying.&lt;br /&gt;so many other renew expiring things but I can't remember,&lt;br /&gt;hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, just found out I gotta renew my insurance first only can renew my roadtax.&lt;br /&gt;Great and where is that stupid letter sending me bout my insurance renewal.&lt;br /&gt;omg la, where to renew all this?&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not rely on my dad's secretary, but&lt;br /&gt;I'M A MESS -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG RESULTS.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid student online portal cheat people one, how many donkey years also haven't update yet.&lt;br /&gt;I got 2 options.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the letter to arrive which probably be within 2 weeks before feb 18th,&lt;br /&gt;or,&lt;br /&gt;call Registry and ask them straight.&lt;br /&gt;I already feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;Cindy said loads of people failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAY IT ISN'T SOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be a better student I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;:D?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-6414988144205269302?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/6414988144205269302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=6414988144205269302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6414988144205269302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6414988144205269302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/not-brat-just-spoilt.html' title='not a brat, just spoilt.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-2891673495316732014</id><published>2008-01-22T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T14:02:51.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang equals FAT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;''I may be inconsistent, but not all the time.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I've ever eaten so much in my life before.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was so totally a roadtrip for our stomachs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started off the day with dim sum in Megah.&lt;br /&gt;Left KL around 10 ish, reached the island around 5 ish?&lt;br /&gt;Stupid highway only allowed occasionally 3 lanes cause they were doing up the roads, more like chilling by the tractor T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first meal in Penang was Pizza Hut, stuffed crust.&lt;br /&gt;Our first buys were in Watson buying shower gel cause most of us didn't bring any.&lt;br /&gt;After that, Jason realized he left his toothbrush and towel and so did I with the towel.&lt;br /&gt;-____-&lt;br /&gt;Staying in a apartment we weren't sure whether they'll provide towels. =\&lt;br /&gt;but yea, they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk. KL people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157860295483103362"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/R5RmnHlcmII/AAAAAAAAESo/NEJ6YJiO7Fk/s400/IMG_1439.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157860385677416642"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/R5RmsXlcmMI/AAAAAAAAETI/PbXpC2D8Mic/s400/IMG_1443.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 practically spent half the day in the car, checked in, rest, went to the beach, pool, eat, then shop.&lt;br /&gt;HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;went to Gurney and ordered like 6-7 dishes and we all somewhat shared.&lt;br /&gt;mmm. the Hor Jian's the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;and I don't even eat oyster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157862679189953554"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/R5Rox3lcnBI/AAAAAAAAEic/3RQp4RfBSjs/s400/IMG_1511.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bayu Emas Apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157860553181141234"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/R5Rm2HlcmPI/AAAAAAAAETg/DlWZUQmBRdo/s400/IMG_1446.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157864891098111858"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/R5Rqynlcn3I/AAAAAAAAEhI/yc2HqiwyjXc/s400/P1180008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Sharon, Christine, Jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157861184541333986"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/R5Rna3lcmeI/AAAAAAAAEVY/mbqmP8jfF-0/s400/IMG_1464.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157861321980287538"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/R5Rni3lcmjI/AAAAAAAAEWA/HLYa-0jRlIE/s400/IMG_1471.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157861085757086114"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/R5RnVHlcmaI/AAAAAAAAEU4/ig2jCIPe47U/s400/IMG_1457.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157862039239826290"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/R5RoMnlcm3I/AAAAAAAAEY8/09hwaPu_rrA/s400/IMG_1501.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon doing her poses in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157861833081396002"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/R5RoAnlcmyI/AAAAAAAAEX8/wO5Y41FyJxw/s400/IMG_1496.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157862090779433874"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/R5RoPnlcm5I/AAAAAAAAEZM/TfdGZfg0NP0/s400/IMG_1503.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhen Sern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157862567520803826"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/R5RorXlcm_I/AAAAAAAAEaA/SZjqM6MT2s4/s400/IMG_1509.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn emo la all your pix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Jason's friend, Audrey.&lt;br /&gt;WAH. She spent probably an hour or so explaining to us where to eat the next day, drew us a map, gave us a list from point A to point Z.&lt;br /&gt;Just by hearing her talking bout her 15 types of food choices written down on the list made us so damn full already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2.&lt;br /&gt;We all woke up slighty late -___-&lt;br /&gt;Me n Zhen Sern hangat-hangat wanna go tanning cause we're fair like fucks and I hate tan lines.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to town to eat again.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;was too late for roti already, so we went on the search for Sisters Char Kuey Teow.&lt;br /&gt;I would say all charkueyteows taste the same to me =/&lt;br /&gt;Went on the hunt for the famous cendol.&lt;br /&gt;mmm. feel like having one now.&lt;br /&gt;Got so totally lost with the one way road when it turned out to be just next to us -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/R5Ro6XlcnFI/AAAAAAAAEaw/0_DaUovsqmk/s400/IMG_1520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanning buddy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157865543933140994"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/R5RrYnlcoAI/AAAAAAAAEiU/Yze1OJTBjVo/s400/IMG_1543%20copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157863387859557682"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/R5RpbHlcnTI/AAAAAAAAEck/lMHj0rv3sww/s400/IMG_1545.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157863512413609314"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/R5RpiXlcnWI/AAAAAAAAEc8/gc2U2w1yDZ0/s400/IMG_1548.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157863894665698770"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/R5Rp4nlcndI/AAAAAAAAEjw/8_D_vLF64Bo/s400/IMG_1556.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aah,&lt;br /&gt;the coconut, a good book, my mp3, shades, sun.&lt;br /&gt;Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157863941910339042"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/R5Rp7XlcneI/AAAAAAAAEd8/rEr-fbI6bgw/s400/IMG_1557.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just love the beach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157863091506814146"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/R5RpJ3lcnMI/AAAAAAAAEbo/RbTP-q7uC4I/s400/IMG_1534.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do. (:&lt;br /&gt;More if you were here with me &lt;span&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.&lt;br /&gt;Over this trip.&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img247.imageshack.us/img247/4472/happyboreddancebyproamaux0.gif" alt="Image Hosted by &lt;span class=" error="" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157860651965389074"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/R5Rm73lcmRI/AAAAAAAAETw/dZFxUS02Dco/s400/IMG_1448.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jetski, baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whhhheeeeeeeeee..&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me la, its my first time.&lt;br /&gt;Damn syiok okays.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;One of the most exhilarating.&lt;br /&gt;Zhen Sern said I almost threw him off a lot of times.&lt;br /&gt;Hehs.&lt;br /&gt;YOU almost flung me out toooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 bucks for 20 mins.&lt;br /&gt;so ex )=&lt;br /&gt;took turns with ZS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cipeks.&lt;br /&gt;zhen sern so kamching with the jetski dude he gave us 2 free coconuts later on when I paid 5 bucks for one  earlier.&lt;br /&gt;-____-&lt;br /&gt;I think he like you la zs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though he said he would remember us if we come back again next time and give us 'special' which I think is actually a package itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly I don't have any pictures of us on it yet.&lt;br /&gt;Have to get it from Christine.&lt;br /&gt;No close ups though.&lt;br /&gt;Hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot.&lt;br /&gt;I must go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img210.imageshack.us/img210/6812/51638703dd5.png" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told my dad bout it,&lt;br /&gt;he was like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'You don't know how to ride bicycle but can jet ski? Sure or not one.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_______-&lt;br /&gt;damn mean la he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to Gurney in the night again,&lt;br /&gt;as usual there was plenty of people selling those gun thingie which blows out thousands of bubbles in one pree.&lt;br /&gt;All of us were reminicsing bout blowing manually when we were small.&lt;br /&gt;and Sharon bought one to amuse ourselves while waiting for Jason and Christine's surprise at 2245 that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone had fun with it.&lt;br /&gt;Popping each others' bubbles. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157864118003998258"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/R5RqFnlcnjI/AAAAAAAAEek/gpSPHR_t9vI/s400/IMG_1577.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157864173838573122"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/R5RqI3lcnkI/AAAAAAAAEes/07QsHAihrAg/s400/IMG_1578.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157864586155433698"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/R5Rqg3lcnuI/AAAAAAAAEgA/dRZL1mfUL8I/s400/IMG_1591.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out their surprise was having this artist sketch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157864251147984482"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/R5RqNXlcnmI/AAAAAAAAEe8/vGm_1hW7OZQ/s400/IMG_1580.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take the end result -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157864053579488786"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/R5RqB3lcnhI/AAAAAAAAEeU/RrNV9XqSkF8/s400/IMG_1566.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gurney Plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Taiping the next day,&lt;br /&gt;mmmm, the hor fun was very nice.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes,&lt;br /&gt;3 days of gluttony.&lt;br /&gt;If I were to list out what we ate, it'll probably freak me out.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick of Chinese food now =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157930694292054034"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 394px; height: 246px;" src="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/6401/p1190033ie3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penang 08'&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/14776870934305544-2891673495316732014?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/2891673495316732014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=2891673495316732014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2891673495316732014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2891673495316732014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/penang-equals-fat.html' title='Penang equals FAT.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-7966769036691681552</id><published>2008-01-22T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T04:27:02.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infatuation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;We are the people our parents warned us about&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Jimmy Buffett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This month's gonna be busy busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I hope -__-&lt;br /&gt;Farewell dinner with Edee and friends this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna drag Kent along since its gonna be IA people.&lt;br /&gt;xD  Lost AS soul.&lt;br /&gt;Go-carting this Saturday too? But unsure.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't even know whether I'll be back by then since I'm going back to Pahang this Thurs.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta brush up my acad skills before uni starts.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta do some reading.&lt;br /&gt;Gottaa..prepare for uni next sem.&lt;br /&gt;zomg. mati la.&lt;br /&gt;I bet Kevin's acad skills will be super fast -__-&lt;br /&gt;I should go work at my Dad's. (Don't even laugh.) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buck up myself and in the mean time earn some money :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm eyeing on an Ipod.&lt;br /&gt;mmm. 160 GB.&lt;br /&gt;Carrying all my mp3s and videos with me.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo. I can start dreaming now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penang trip, up next (:&lt;br /&gt;Hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Penang/photo?authkey=hu3oz4wZWWE#5157930694292054034"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 356px; height: 265px;" src="http://img137.imageshack.us/img137/8003/p1180011aw6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Where are you now? ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-7966769036691681552?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/7966769036691681552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=7966769036691681552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/7966769036691681552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/7966769036691681552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/we-are-people-our-parents-warned-us.html' title='Infatuation.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-827111694587007819</id><published>2008-01-18T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T02:29:40.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A beautiful mistake.</title><content type='html'>Bah.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't finish packing yet. -__-&lt;br /&gt;Don't have the mood to cause I've put on so much weight this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;So not cool, jeany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't for Cindy, it wouldn't have cross my mind that I should be buying my computer aided crap CDs for future use.&lt;br /&gt;ArchiCad 11, Artlantis, AutoCad and other more goodies I can scout for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalallaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packing this time reminds me of last month =\&lt;br /&gt;It's all coming back to me now.&lt;br /&gt;HARD.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking too much again, its not even funny anymore.&lt;br /&gt;BAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well,&lt;br /&gt;see you in 3 days. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-827111694587007819?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/827111694587007819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=827111694587007819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/827111694587007819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/827111694587007819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/beautiful-mistake.html' title='A beautiful mistake.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-3645602615289119366</id><published>2008-01-17T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T03:10:49.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories in photographs*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yesterday. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Daddy said yes. XD&lt;br /&gt;Although he gave me a long -_________- stare,&lt;br /&gt;with my mom shrugging off her shoulders,&lt;br /&gt;both going &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'I don't know la, up to you loh'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngeks.&lt;br /&gt;Another vacation.&lt;br /&gt;ZhenSern you better not ditch me.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whheeee*&lt;br /&gt;the beach, the food, the company, dvds, and ohmygod the sun is gonna be blazing hot....&lt;br /&gt;But feels kinda weird though, like something's missing =/&lt;br /&gt;Its good I'm getting my ass up on this trip, need some fresh air and to get out from here with so many thoughts floating in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Although nothing can beat Langkawi. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slaps self back to reality*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Langkawi. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;whoever wanna buy dvd let me know before Friday aights. ;P&lt;br /&gt;already got orders from Ms Edee for Grey's Anatomy.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of GA.&lt;br /&gt;cb. I just watched episode 10 and suddenly to be continue -____-&lt;br /&gt;MAYYI HAVE U DOWNLOAD EPI 11 YET?&lt;br /&gt;mine damn slow. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edee ciaoing to Curtin in less than a month )=&lt;br /&gt;You bitch. Go without me. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gonna miss you like hell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not be able to see you in uni ranting/bitching/cursing/gossiping bout everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 418px; height: 312px;" src="http://img183.imageshack.us/img183/9053/dsc07475tz2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES she knows I love her.&lt;br /&gt;Question. Do we both seemed to looked a bit horny here? -___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 420px; height: 314px;" src="http://img176.imageshack.us/img176/8193/p1010053pr6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy!! I just found this picture and there's yoou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 437px; height: 327px;" src="http://img214.imageshack.us/img214/9075/p1010122wm7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Edee . Steffi . Jeany . Ndaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what's Foundation without us 4 babes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at our pictures. I MISS FOUNDATION.&lt;br /&gt;when my life wasn't THAT complicated -__-&lt;br /&gt;and stresss? compared to now? BAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall hang out next week!!&lt;br /&gt;and for your birthday this 30th?&lt;br /&gt;Let's go out baybeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 385px; height: 294px;" src="http://img183.imageshack.us/img183/843/dsc07477aa4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Loves* (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-3645602615289119366?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/3645602615289119366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=3645602615289119366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3645602615289119366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3645602615289119366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/memories-in-photographs.html' title='Memories in photographs*'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-1300808478170089250</id><published>2008-01-14T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T17:46:45.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little birdie told me that</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . . . . . . .&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESULTS IS OUT TOMORROW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can officially die now.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid new student ID, stupid student portal on the website which enables us to check our results at that moment, stupid, stupid, STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm gonna fail this particular subject,&lt;br /&gt;cause that @%!#!$%@ didn't want to accept my work and ask me to appeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_____________________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. AM. SO. DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;poonmayyi coming back tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Presents!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. kidding la :D you know me. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-1300808478170089250?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/1300808478170089250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=1300808478170089250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/1300808478170089250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/1300808478170089250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/little-birdie-told-me-that.html' title='&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;a little birdie told me that&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-8822699817407612657</id><published>2008-01-14T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T12:01:44.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fix it, woman.</title><content type='html'>I realize there's no secrets between friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no.&lt;br /&gt;Its not what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word gets around.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I've started this or ended that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'I did what..?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'I have whhhaattt..?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'I said that..?'&lt;br /&gt;'I had WHAT..?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hrm.&lt;br /&gt;I know, everyone bitches bout everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sucks eh.&lt;br /&gt;Once someone knows your secret, and you accidently or intentionally stepped on their tail.&lt;br /&gt;boom.&lt;br /&gt;Out goes the stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;I may be one of them.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Karma baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't worry, secret's safe with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this obviously happens to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Comes to the point you do not know who to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;Keeping it to yourself's bad for health, seeing a pysch's too expensive and that does not include my cousin -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having mix feelings now.&lt;br /&gt;Lost, disappointed, confuse, anxious, guilt, anger, vulnerable, worry, frustrated, euphoric.&lt;br /&gt;How do I fix this.&lt;br /&gt;What did I get myself into.&lt;br /&gt;Now everything's just gone complicated, wish it was easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;''Its just right in front of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all you gotta do is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;take that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;chance.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-8822699817407612657?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/8822699817407612657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=8822699817407612657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/8822699817407612657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/8822699817407612657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/fix-it-woman.html' title='fix it, woman.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-3672723307374970349</id><published>2008-01-13T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T23:15:12.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If daddy says yes ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;2 of my friends just went offline simultaneously.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUP.&lt;br /&gt;If he does, I'm off to Penang this Friday, Saturday and Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;wheeeee!&lt;br /&gt;The beach, the food, the DVDs!&lt;br /&gt;But ahh, not as many hunks like Langkawi. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for inviting me along (:&lt;br /&gt;I love last minute trips.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;You 3 babes are invited too.&lt;br /&gt;But Shidah can't cause she just came back from her one month trip to Europe.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Can't beat that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really ask Sandra cause I know her loverboy's coming to town. ;)&lt;br /&gt;and TERI, I've been MIA with the net and hp cause my damn line's still barred and parents are pissy with me using their line -___- and I couldn't catch you online ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WANNA GO OR NOT?&lt;/span&gt; We eat, eat, eat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going with Zhen Sern, Jason, Sharon and Christine.&lt;br /&gt;Jason's driving up.&lt;br /&gt;HEHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We is going there chilling.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know.&lt;br /&gt;Again? Not enough ke jeany?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ahh. This time's different.&lt;br /&gt;We're going to chill and eat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh.&lt;br /&gt;Bring it on baybeh!&lt;br /&gt;Till then, I better cut down on food intake from today onwards first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrm.&lt;br /&gt;I notice I'm always hopping into people's vacation. =/&lt;br /&gt;Shidah's, Kevin's. Now, Jason's.&lt;br /&gt;But at least not self invited la :D&lt;br /&gt;teehee-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When am I planning my own goddamn one with most of my love ones!&lt;br /&gt;When am I going down south instead!&lt;br /&gt;When am I going for my next date!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   okays, random and unnecessary  -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and BOY, we &lt;s&gt;HAVE&lt;/s&gt; MUST go somewhere before uni starts. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If not, GRRRRRRR! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&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/14776870934305544-3672723307374970349?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/3672723307374970349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=3672723307374970349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3672723307374970349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3672723307374970349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/if-daddy-says-yes-d.html' title='If daddy says yes ;D'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-2952158355481173977</id><published>2008-01-13T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T03:19:34.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh i'm so boring.</title><content type='html'>Yes, you caught me.&lt;br /&gt;I've been moping up in my room or in front of the plasma whenever I get the chance to, watching Veronica Mars.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so hooked on to that show.&lt;br /&gt;I remember waiting for the download to complete for weeks since I kept dumping other stuff in and made it real slow with the others completed. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 395px; height: 295px;" src="http://img168.imageshack.us/img168/4971/promotempo1veronicamarslg8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veronica Mars.&lt;br /&gt;She's got attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 396px; height: 263px;" src="http://img262.imageshack.us/img262/5939/l37b8bec66f782464a325f3el3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Kirsten Bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan Echolls.&lt;br /&gt;Arrogant, rich, spoilt, mean, basically a jackass,&lt;br /&gt;but his effing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img507.imageshack.us/img507/1206/vboysdohringbt2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Jason Dohring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you think he looks familiar, he was the human for the show 1000 deeds for Eddie McDowd on Disney.&lt;br /&gt;err..his father's the chairman of Neopets and he has 2 pairs of twin siblings o.O&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;and his married T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahhh..sooo hooooottttt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now,&lt;br /&gt;I still got the finale episode of Season 1, not wanting to watch it yet cause its so addictive and since season 2 is only 6% with season 3 downloaded at 85%.&lt;br /&gt;-_____- how to watch like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They canceled the show after season 3 )=&lt;br /&gt;boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up next,&lt;br /&gt;SexandtheCity!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and noooooo.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANT TO KNOW MY RESULTS.&lt;br /&gt;Not. Just. Yet.&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/14776870934305544-2952158355481173977?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/2952158355481173977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=2952158355481173977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2952158355481173977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2952158355481173977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-im-so-boring.html' title='oh i&apos;m so boring.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-3062275441999244637</id><published>2008-01-11T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T03:23:40.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 mins wasn't enough.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Too boring, too lazy, too blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a love/hate relationship with holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh*&lt;br /&gt;One of my classmate just told me he failed 2 main core subjects.&lt;br /&gt;IS RESULTS OUT?&lt;br /&gt;OMG LA.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to know yet.&lt;br /&gt;Don't want, don't want, don't want.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T TELL ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrm.&lt;br /&gt;Been feeling lost for the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Like something's missing.&lt;br /&gt;Not ready, too soon, too.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confuse.&lt;br /&gt;Clueless.&lt;br /&gt;Head's spinning round and round,&lt;br /&gt;butterflies with other crawly insects fluttering and err crawling in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;s style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;should&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;can't stop.&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving in slowly.&lt;br /&gt;So many things that reminds me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I want to?&lt;br /&gt;Now? Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;Later? Probably yes.&lt;br /&gt;Is it right? Dunu.&lt;br /&gt;.___.&lt;br /&gt;Great, back to square 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like these days I can't talk about things to people like I used to.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a very nice feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYYI, get your ass online la.&lt;br /&gt;go find a hotel got no 12am rule :D&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/14776870934305544-3062275441999244637?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/3062275441999244637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=3062275441999244637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3062275441999244637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3062275441999244637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/20-mins-wasnt-enough.html' title='20 mins wasn&apos;t enough.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-1343288749088907577</id><published>2008-01-11T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T03:43:12.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;..I hear your name in certain circles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And it always makes me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I spent my time just thinkin about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And its almost driving me wild..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Missing You - Tyler Hilton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/14776870934305544-1343288749088907577?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/1343288749088907577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=1343288749088907577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/1343288749088907577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/1343288749088907577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-hear-your-name-in-certain-circles-and_11.html' title=''/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-7412850900642655974</id><published>2008-01-08T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T13:47:58.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faster Kill Pussycat</title><content type='html'>I miss my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;neo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; )=&lt;br /&gt;and I know its only been 4 hours since I last saw it.&lt;br /&gt;But shits, I need it -___-&lt;br /&gt;Of all days to service, I had to take in when I'm meeting Sandra and have to do COD which had been delayed for err, 2 weeks plus?&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like at 12, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too spoilt to take a cab &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;coughsmomcoughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine la, I hate taking cabs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HateHateHate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I used to take em everyday from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lrt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since the bus stops there, which passes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;KDU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for god know what reason and maybe I should have asked whether if I could be dropped off there then I'll walk home to lose some weight and save some money, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; la, that was 2 years ago. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. 2 years ago. =\&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel so old again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off topic again -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I can't live without my car for just a few hours, bugger's in the workshop now getting prim up.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness the rims cover cost like only 20 bucks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If not, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;HAILAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;OOHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;whheee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;his done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ciaoss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahhh shits.&lt;br /&gt;i bet they washed my car nicely, and its raining the fuckout now.&lt;br /&gt;!#@$!#&amp;amp;%!#@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-7412850900642655974?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/7412850900642655974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=7412850900642655974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/7412850900642655974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/7412850900642655974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/faster-kill-pussycat.html' title='Faster Kill Pussycat'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-3856369937376217510</id><published>2008-01-07T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T23:34:55.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;code&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:Decrypt_text('jean','W70hQhGCZo+ppqPIx7dyaw33SvW+frDQUW2r3vmTg0z73tE0\nCPclWyYa5zHmc2Fm');"&gt;Show encrypted text&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/code&gt;&lt;div id="jean"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-3856369937376217510?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/3856369937376217510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=3856369937376217510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3856369937376217510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3856369937376217510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/show-encrypted-text_07.html' title=''/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-2089352972211886381</id><published>2008-01-06T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T00:51:46.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the most peih of all the other peih days</title><content type='html'>wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say today was SO DAMN PEIH even shopping didn't really slightly interested me today.&lt;br /&gt;Flea market is damn 7 boring la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was another day where I had more zha dou moments than usual.&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already forgot the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea. Bought 3 novels and earrings in Curve this afternoon, dropped Ms May Yi back to her place only to realize its gone. Yes, literally. Babe couldn't teman me back to Cine to check out&lt;br /&gt; Watson cause I MIGHT have left it there, but anyways I had time so wth.&lt;br /&gt;TAK DE PUN. !$@#!$%!^!# Not cool. thats like money weih. But wth since I'm there, I&lt;br /&gt;            went and buy 2 more novels -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home to realize the lost stuff was crammed at the passenger side of the car -_______________________________-&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church. WOW. I must have missed mass so long, it was the first time experiencing my church air-conditioned.&lt;br /&gt;Parking was a hassled as usual, so as we were walking in the starting hymm has..well, started.&lt;br /&gt;First time I see so many humans on a Saturday evening mass o.O Must be the power of AC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to try upstairs thinking to myself, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;omg my phone is not on vibration mode, what if my phone rings halfway, gotta settle down, gotta settle down now to change the mode, but aihya, my phone's been dead lately, okay chill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mana tau when I reach my seat which was directly in front of the altar and the first row somemore, exactly right after the priest had said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let us have a moment of silence for our something&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;-___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaahhhh, I'm still feeling so peih.&lt;br /&gt;Blogging didn't help.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe 24 hours Mcdelivery and GossipGirl will xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh bah, I want him so badly O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-2089352972211886381?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/2089352972211886381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=2089352972211886381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2089352972211886381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2089352972211886381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/most-peih-of-all-other-peih-days.html' title='the most peih of all the other peih days'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-4441190428205804333</id><published>2008-01-04T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T03:59:50.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>touch.</title><content type='html'>Had utterly no mood to blog these days,&lt;br /&gt;but I think after typing a few shits I'll get into it slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to update.&lt;br /&gt;· the oh-so-long-ago trip to Langkawi&lt;br /&gt;· Outings with the girlies&lt;br /&gt;· New Year's Eve!&lt;br /&gt;· Something bout something which I don't recall now&lt;br /&gt;· Trip to the salon. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Curls! wheeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is currently for invited readers now, which is quite obvious and was unnecessary to be mentioned -__-&lt;br /&gt;Until I figure out how to encrypt my posts then I'll open it back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I could just go, '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fuck it la&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;But I know its not me who's getting fucked up for nothing at the end of day although I'll say the backstabbing is bad enough, its the innocent ones getting bugged for no good reason.&lt;br /&gt;I had enough of unnecessary drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Especially one cause by a guy -___________-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@!$!@#%!&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Why is every song so fucking emo.&lt;br /&gt;Emo? not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't sleep the night before till 6 in the morning o.O&lt;br /&gt;I blame &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tequila&lt;/span&gt;, indirectly XiaXue and Trent for featuring her in their post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 344px; height: 482px;" src="http://img225.imageshack.us/img225/1289/tilatequila4wm7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 343px; height: 510px;" src="http://img236.imageshack.us/img236/7618/hmmiwantamidnightsnackwou8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's not super duper hot, more towards the porn-ish hot.&lt;br /&gt;But her body..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, what caught more of my attention is she had this reality tv show '&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Shot at Love&lt;/span&gt;', the catch is, she's BIsexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's 16 dudes and 16 chicks tonguing her in the show.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the guys are hot, some were..errr.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O Couldn't stop watching and staring at the dudes and chicks body.&lt;br /&gt;Damn toned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for guys, one thing you'll get hooked is watching some tongue action from the girls.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I know thats what got my guy friend still watching after he said, I'll just see how's it like on the first part of Epi 1.&lt;br /&gt;lol, ended up watching the whole episode 1 did you? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I ended up watching 5 episodes -__-&lt;br /&gt;that explains why I slept so &lt;s&gt;late&lt;/s&gt; early.&lt;br /&gt;5 more to go I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Should. Stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, How I Met Your Mother's up next ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-4441190428205804333?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/4441190428205804333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=4441190428205804333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4441190428205804333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4441190428205804333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-post.html' title='touch.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-6280624869572372621</id><published>2007-12-31T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T17:20:07.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loves.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 425px; height: 317px;" src="http://img125.imageshack.us/img125/6123/64170260zh6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna be back by the beach,&lt;br /&gt;calm, soothing, peaceful, chill,&lt;br /&gt;anndd...&lt;br /&gt;(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New beginnings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New possibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;Have a great new year's eve!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&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/14776870934305544-6280624869572372621?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/6280624869572372621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=6280624869572372621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6280624869572372621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6280624869572372621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/12/loves.html' title='&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;loves.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-2339809638762124414</id><published>2007-12-31T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T17:13:54.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rush.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;A year's gone so quickly,&lt;br /&gt;in 11 months+ from now, I'll be 20 =/&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't feel like its been 2 years since I was just back in Form 5, killing myself with SPM.&lt;br /&gt;Now, it just seems so peanut.&lt;br /&gt;Uni's hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be second year,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try to stick as 'Single, but unavailable'.&lt;br /&gt;Probably.&lt;br /&gt;Hard to say with the stupid love bug -__-&lt;br /&gt;Shit loads of resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;will post shit later if I'm not too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh shits, it's already 5.&lt;br /&gt;haven't started getting ready yet for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have din din with May Yi, maybe drop by WH's place for a get-together, then most likely to Kevin's place for nye since I missed the Christmas one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;what to wear!&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/14776870934305544-2339809638762124414?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/2339809638762124414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=2339809638762124414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2339809638762124414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2339809638762124414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/12/rush.html' title='Rush.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-534709972224656164</id><published>2007-12-30T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T12:25:02.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-____-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know how many criticism I can take and&lt;br /&gt;let go for this couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Am. Gonna. Blow. Soon.&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/14776870934305544-534709972224656164?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/534709972224656164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=534709972224656164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/534709972224656164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/534709972224656164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-dont-know-how-many-criticism-i-can.html' title='&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;-____-'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-4522145127370828884</id><published>2007-12-28T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T23:05:45.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll kill yoouu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember watching this in Eugene's blog.&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;and its adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ToUTh8q02UM&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ToUTh8q02UM&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-4522145127370828884?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/4522145127370828884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=4522145127370828884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4522145127370828884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4522145127370828884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/12/ill-kill-yoouu.html' title='I&apos;ll kill yoouu!'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-8756370817367963592</id><published>2007-12-28T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T02:02:50.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't cure this addiction to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;muruku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found a really nice indian stall around AC that sells really nice ones.&lt;br /&gt;2 bucks one packet.&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;should have bought more.&lt;br /&gt;almost half gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;I wants!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am soooo gonna become fat.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-8756370817367963592?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/8756370817367963592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=8756370817367963592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/8756370817367963592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/8756370817367963592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-cant-cure-this-addiction-to.html' title='&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I can&apos;t cure this addiction to'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-8623008185235431040</id><published>2007-12-26T15:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T15:09:52.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Enough is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ENOUGH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I want to start a clean slate,&lt;br /&gt;I want to start the new year without dwelling bout the past,&lt;br /&gt;and now I can't, your bringing up unneccesary drama.&lt;br /&gt;I need to settle this before the new year.&lt;br /&gt;and like I said,&lt;br /&gt;enough is enough.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get over it, move on and we can go on with our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't like being angry.&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/14776870934305544-8623008185235431040?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/8623008185235431040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=8623008185235431040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/8623008185235431040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/8623008185235431040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/12/enough-is-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-1808305950438377000</id><published>2007-12-24T04:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T04:27:50.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in advance ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ri&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;s!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 360px; height: 366px;" src="http://img99.imageshack.us/img99/4024/10ag4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaah.&lt;br /&gt;In less than 2 hours I'll be leaving home for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Jason said he &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;might &lt;/span&gt;come to my rescue.&lt;br /&gt;He better =.=&lt;br /&gt;hehe xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Am. Not. Excited. Bout. Christmas. This. Year.&lt;br /&gt;bite me. -__-&lt;br /&gt;probably the reason going back to hometown without internet and the Christmas spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Dim Sum for brunch and steambot for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;not my ideal Christmas la.&lt;br /&gt;and I wanna chill in PJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus,&lt;br /&gt;close friend of mine invited me to his house to spend Christmas with his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tempting, dear. TEMPTING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;I need to spent time with my granny and aunts and uncles and cousins and if possible my nephews! and oh yea, my parents.&lt;br /&gt;oh wow now I sound excited.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally know what I'll be doing.&lt;br /&gt;Watching my How I Met Your Mother and Grey's Anatomy!!&lt;br /&gt;weeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your Christmas loves!&lt;br /&gt;I know I will be too on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-1808305950438377000?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/1808305950438377000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=1808305950438377000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/1808305950438377000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/1808305950438377000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-advance.html' title='in advance ;)'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-4023503630556570017</id><published>2007-12-24T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T04:27:39.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was angry.&lt;br /&gt;Probably just a lil.&lt;br /&gt;Its totally not worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mister you. If he ever read this, we totally need to clear out some serious misunderstandings.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like whats happening, I don't like being called a loser.&lt;br /&gt;Its okay for me to joke bout me acting bimbo sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;but hell no, you don't call me one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things I wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;But what's the point rights?&lt;br /&gt;He won't believe it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whats happen to us.&lt;br /&gt;This was not the way it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading what I read.&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know &lt;/span&gt;I was still in love with him and I'm doing all this to get back at him.&lt;br /&gt;Like OMG.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize..wait, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Derick has ESPN,&lt;br /&gt;oh oops, silly me with my bimboness, i meant, ESP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, whatever happen to confrontation?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't he just talk to me straight to the face.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't he CLARIFY things before jumping into conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't he just prove that he has some balls.&lt;br /&gt;okay that was harsh. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;But yea, I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;Just stop torturing everyone else and just tell me to fuck off already if thats what needed to be told.&lt;br /&gt;And oh, don't need to bother trying to oh I don't wanna hurt her cause hell, damage's been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that come on, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chill la, &lt;/span&gt;my heart was never broken,&lt;br /&gt;its the fact of how the aftermath is thats weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, he broke the news to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm suppose to be Icy Cold Bitch and say oh okay fine cool.&lt;br /&gt;Tears + bullshits + emotional outburst = expected. CHILL.&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to make a big fuss out of it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still human are't I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is that his not queer bout how fast I went, ah fuck it la, it meant nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Hrm.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously la.&lt;br /&gt;I'm daaammmmn malas to layan people like this laa.&lt;br /&gt;Bitching? yes. I have estrogen, gimme a break.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whats his excuse though.&lt;br /&gt;But revenge? Everyone knows me better than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many comments, so many judgements, so many accusations, so many bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;Stop whoring and be a man and face me like you should have long before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-4023503630556570017?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/4023503630556570017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=4023503630556570017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4023503630556570017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4023503630556570017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-was-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-4984976831556304369</id><published>2007-12-23T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T20:11:08.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMFG.&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so pissed &lt;/span&gt;its not cool anymore =.=&lt;br /&gt;friends who know me well &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;knows &lt;/span&gt;that jeany here don't get mad easily.&lt;br /&gt;yes I don't.&lt;br /&gt;at least try not to.&lt;br /&gt;but lately my heart's been boiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he has something to say,&lt;br /&gt;goddamnit just say it.&lt;br /&gt;stop sneaking around telling other people,&lt;br /&gt;'oh Jean is still SOOOO in love with me, she's taking revenge on me.'&lt;br /&gt;'oh Jean can't forget the greatest love I provide for her'&lt;br /&gt;'OH JEAN just get over me and we'll be friends again just that (wait for it) I'm not ready though'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_________________________________________________________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking hate cowards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't expect it from you of all people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. I know by talking, ranting, explaining bout what happen means that I'm not over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET IT.&lt;br /&gt;I've &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;move on &lt;/span&gt;2 days after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was over&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;now, GET THAT please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends like Kevin, PV, Vinie and many more were there for me when I was freaking down for my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;I had my coursemates online everyday to chat and discuss with me bout our assignments and we put up with each other and helped each other when we were having shitty times.&lt;br /&gt;and course, he wasn't there for me because I understand and was fine with it cause he needs to do his assignments.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I grew closer with the friends I have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't fuck with me bout going out with them and oh you weren't there too.&lt;br /&gt;ain't my fault they didn't call u.&lt;br /&gt;even more, don't fuck with me asking my friends to at least go meet her to cheer her up cause she needs it.&lt;br /&gt;They don't, wait &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they didn't &lt;/span&gt;need you to tell them that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and don't talked to me bout love.&lt;br /&gt;don't shit with me.&lt;br /&gt;your &lt;s&gt;not&lt;/s&gt; weren't even close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there could be happy ending to all this.&lt;br /&gt;maybe I screwed it up, but I know I didn't fuck it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just try to learn not to mess with my head.&lt;br /&gt;feelings? yes.&lt;br /&gt;that? no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&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/14776870934305544-4984976831556304369?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/4984976831556304369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=4984976831556304369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4984976831556304369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4984976831556304369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/12/omfg.html' title=''/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-7342543623023976336</id><published>2007-12-18T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T13:42:09.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dishwalla (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 412px; height: 274px;" src="http://img521.imageshack.us/img521/6356/78503628ts3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=521&amp;amp;i=78503628ts3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-7342543623023976336?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/7342543623023976336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=7342543623023976336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/7342543623023976336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/7342543623023976336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/12/image-hosted-by-imageshackus_18.html' title='&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Dishwalla (:'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-5271798181527349869</id><published>2007-12-18T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T18:59:49.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Helping May Yi to sell this 2 sexay tops&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 285px; height: 527px;" src="http://img263.imageshack.us/img263/8141/dsc083661sj9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worn once,&lt;br /&gt;like for a couple of hours.&lt;br /&gt;Free size&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 396px; height: 262px;" src="http://img401.imageshack.us/img401/1374/s640x480vb8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uk6/8&lt;br /&gt;Brand new!&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to have em too,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm like super broke |:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Both for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM25&lt;/span&gt; each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,&lt;br /&gt;ain't that a steal?&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any questions just drop a comment, msg, or mail me.&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/14776870934305544-5271798181527349869?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/5271798181527349869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=5271798181527349869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/5271798181527349869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/5271798181527349869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/12/helping-may-yi-to-sell-this-2-sexay.html' title=''/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-5909310793274113689</id><published>2007-12-18T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T03:20:56.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid wires.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I.Need.To.Shift.My.Modem.Upstairs.Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone please teach me how to fucking set up the wireless router.&lt;br /&gt;oh shit, that reminds me.&lt;br /&gt;I should return it and buy one my own.&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't stand the whole world trying to talk to me when I'm online doing my things.&lt;br /&gt;its distracting!!&lt;br /&gt;and ALLLLLLL my mom watches is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;AFC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid asian food channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;is it? whatevvv la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take the chocolate, take the garlic, take that chicken, heat this, heat that, cut this, cut that, chop this, slice that, boil it, stuff it, bake it, EAT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG like the temptation is not enough la.&lt;br /&gt;and their voices damn annoying -_-&lt;br /&gt;If not its &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miami Ink&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. I love that show.&lt;br /&gt;but hearing Ami's voice every night's kinda annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and god knows why my mom don't sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once she does,&lt;br /&gt;daddy hogs the tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's NO PEACE downstairs!&lt;br /&gt;so thats why when my house is quiet,&lt;br /&gt;something's up.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;documentaries after documentaries,&lt;br /&gt;CRIME AND INVESTIGATION,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOOOOOOLLLFFF&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and OMGla &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NEWS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the world's boringest parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it seems that when IM NOT AROUND.&lt;br /&gt;my dad happily watches E!&lt;br /&gt;O.o&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/14776870934305544-5909310793274113689?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/5909310793274113689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=5909310793274113689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/5909310793274113689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/5909310793274113689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/12/stupid-wires.html' title='stupid wires.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-4456713845099163608</id><published>2007-12-17T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T16:17:45.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's baaaacccckk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;4 nights of Langkawi was..&lt;br /&gt;terlalu-fied CHILLING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all I did was,&lt;br /&gt;chill chill and chill.&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too lepak weih there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took like 341372365 pictures.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;more like 400.&lt;br /&gt;editing them is gonna be a pain in the arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog bout it later.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember how much I was ranting bout Sony T-200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did I get it?&lt;br /&gt;nopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy came back just in time from India,&lt;br /&gt;the morning I left for Langkawi.&lt;br /&gt;and he came back with a digi cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moment Kevin saw my face he knew, so I had to add&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;' Its not sexy but its HOTTTT. '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wwwhhheeeeeeee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 326px; height: 244px;" src="http://img187.imageshack.us/img187/6440/digitalixus960isproductod2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Canon Ixus 960 IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;just in time for me to bring there xP&lt;br /&gt;though he was a bit reluclant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky didn't recommend Sony.&lt;br /&gt;this. ones. more. syioks.&lt;br /&gt;but I don't think the ownership is mine anymore ):&lt;br /&gt;aahhh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still kicking my ass for being so fucking careless.&lt;br /&gt;I had a-lost-my-handphone scare in Langkawi.&lt;br /&gt;-___-&lt;br /&gt;I'll never learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the sand. =/&lt;br /&gt;came back to PJ feeling a bit lost.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't wait to see my laptop,&lt;br /&gt;but totally stoned when I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel stoned.&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/14776870934305544-4456713845099163608?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/4456713845099163608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=4456713845099163608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4456713845099163608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4456713845099163608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/12/shes-baaaacccckk.html' title='She&apos;s baaaacccckk.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-2335014351263903770</id><published>2007-12-13T04:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T04:33:55.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Die*Foo Fighters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; In too deep and lost in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Why'd you have to go and let it die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Beautiful veins and bloodshot eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Why'd you have to go and let it die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Hearts gone cold and hands were tied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Why'd you have to go and let it die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Why'd you have to go and let it die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Do you ever think of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; You're so considerate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Did you ever think of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Oh, so considerate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-2335014351263903770?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/2335014351263903770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=2335014351263903770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2335014351263903770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2335014351263903770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/12/let-it-diefoo-fighters.html' title='Let It Die*Foo Fighters'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-82391362891824917</id><published>2007-12-13T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T03:47:04.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep-mychemicalromance</title><content type='html'>I do not like this at all.&lt;br /&gt;I do not like what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;From friends to us to frenemies?&lt;br /&gt;I don't like being spiteful.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like being revengeful.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like being angry.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like being sad.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like being hyper one minute to being upset.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like being what I am for the past month.&lt;br /&gt;I want to believe in what you said but you contradict yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I want to trust you are a good friend but I hear things that are not very nice that made me upset then angry.&lt;br /&gt;I want to believe I could look at you and forget everything that's happen but I don't think I can.&lt;br /&gt;I want to start over.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to dwell on you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to pretend I'm strong.&lt;br /&gt;I need to forget you.&lt;br /&gt;I need you to have some balls to face me.&lt;br /&gt;I wish we didn't end the way it did.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know it did and fuck that.&lt;br /&gt;You didn't go easy on me if you think you did.&lt;br /&gt;I can be mad all I want and you have no right to be upset for what I say or how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You did it.&lt;br /&gt;Not me.&lt;br /&gt;Now, stop acting like a sadfuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='sleep-mychemicalromance'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-2974824252866522099</id><published>2007-12-12T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T20:04:30.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shut up, jean -__-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Edita Somasundram!&lt;br /&gt;quickly come la woman..I'm gettting anxious.&lt;br /&gt;HEHS Xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Leow isn't back yet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying off at 1845 tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't bought what I need to buy yet.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gone to see May Yi and Sandra yet.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVEN'T BOUGHT MY CAMERA YET.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't thought of how I'm going to the airport tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even pack yet.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know where I'm staying.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know whether I should be going for this trip.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what I'm doing during the trip.&lt;br /&gt;-___-'''&lt;br /&gt;kinda dejavu with my last visit to there.&lt;br /&gt;but this time I'll be there for 4 nights and 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;and I can tan like helllll&lt;br /&gt;but got no camera to entertain ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh, fuck it la.&lt;br /&gt;I needed some chill out time off anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-2974824252866522099?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-2520105056814845640</id><published>2007-12-11T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:22:02.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenge is sweet (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt; Ooh, ooh baby&lt;br /&gt;Touch me and I come alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;edited:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I totally forgot to blog what I wanted to blog at the first place&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;woke up this morning with a surprisingly no headache state (:&lt;br /&gt;happily walked to my notebook to check my mail till I start hearing my mom shouting and screaming.&lt;br /&gt;ok, that was exaggerated.&lt;br /&gt;she was freaking out cause she had to signed a register letter FOR ME from the postmen.&lt;br /&gt;what went through my mind was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;oh shit I'm getting sued?! but, for whatt?!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;OH SHIT SAMAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahai.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;$#@!#$%&lt;br /&gt;reallly kena saman -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first saman&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid ldp.&lt;br /&gt;speed limit was 90km/j,&lt;br /&gt;caught in the act limit was 104km/j&lt;br /&gt;104!&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die loh.&lt;br /&gt;that record was like, back in September.&lt;br /&gt;I think I would expect more of those since I'm always rushing to college epecially this sem. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CHOI!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 km/j exceeded only.&lt;br /&gt;300 whopping bucks fine.&lt;br /&gt;my dad's gonna kill me =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not funny okays for those who laughed!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;-_______-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to LunaBar last night,&lt;br /&gt;really nice bar,&lt;br /&gt;shit is getting up to the bar.&lt;br /&gt;parked at the 6th floor, had to take the lift up to the 7a floor, take the stairs down to 7th floor, enter the lobby, take the main lift to 33rd floor, and phew* there's the bar.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna knock the person who tells me there's an easier way getting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid parking place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were quite gone we forgot which floor we parked in.&lt;br /&gt;took us maybe half an hour to find our car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met quite a number of people yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;woah.&lt;br /&gt;hope I remember their names.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;wait, I do.&lt;br /&gt;haha. thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;few were freaky though =/&lt;br /&gt;I don't like freaky ppl,&lt;br /&gt;crappy, happy, noisy ppl are still alright, freaky?&lt;br /&gt;noooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peevvveee totally spent us last night.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;so nice of him.&lt;br /&gt;not really nice when cocktails after cocktails came.&lt;br /&gt;almost forced me to drink another Graveyard -_-&lt;br /&gt;CMI la weih.&lt;br /&gt;I totally lost count how many we drank also.&lt;br /&gt;like 6? 7?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;haha. NO.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't drink that much.&lt;br /&gt;more like hold 6-7 drinks.&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;think I threw a tantrum being forced to drink also.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;sorry la.&lt;br /&gt;I'm easily mad when I drink.&lt;br /&gt;I know damn potong but I don't like headaches.&lt;br /&gt;soorrryyy. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their cocktails were like..freaking KAO with liquor.&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good shit &lt;/span&gt;though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shit adeline just told me she loves to. -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures are still some with sheena and pv.&lt;br /&gt;need to go steal them. =/&lt;br /&gt;so I just gotta deal with my maxx )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: Pathetic pictures ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/LunaBaR02/photo#5142676095255321282"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/R150qVyWGsI/AAAAAAAADt0/5ZeDtJDi2qQ/s400/11-10-07_1828.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheena Kevin me&lt;br /&gt;unsaveable edy this pic&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't have on my flash&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/LunaBaR02/photo#5142676236989242146"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/R150ylyWGyI/AAAAAAAADuo/-XpVjzc7MpE/s400/11-12-07_0035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even notice KL Tower was there until..&lt;br /&gt;quite long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/LunaBaR02/photo#5142676215514405634"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/R150xVyWGwI/AAAAAAAADuY/I_LpEYujCYc/s400/10-12-07_2346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my so-called bulldozer which ditched me later in the night&lt;br /&gt;.__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/LunaBaR02/photo#5142676219809372946"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/R150xlyWGxI/AAAAAAAADug/CLy9YAW23wk/s400/11-12-07_0014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whhheeee!&lt;br /&gt;twin tower fogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddddddy,&lt;br /&gt;quickly come back from India&lt;br /&gt;so I could drag you to Sony Centre for my T200.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a camera sooon, seriously!!&lt;br /&gt;can die ones okay.&lt;br /&gt;going to Langkawi either this thursday or friday.&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;i love the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;don't you?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;I shouldn't. I shouldn't. I shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;But can I?&lt;/span&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/14776870934305544-2520105056814845640?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/2520105056814845640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=2520105056814845640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2520105056814845640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2520105056814845640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/12/revenge-is-sweet.html' title='Revenge is sweet (:'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-3457699775528346264</id><published>2007-12-10T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T03:03:16.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nuff' said. ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Listening to: The Vines - Get Free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I mentioned in the earlier post,&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished first year (woohoo!),&lt;br /&gt;had an arshloch who broke up with me exactly 4-5 days before I turn 19th,&lt;br /&gt;had the best oomph something ^^,&lt;br /&gt;found out I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;LOST&lt;/span&gt; my Sony T-7, YES, my oh-so-sexy camera as Kevin would declared it,&lt;br /&gt;had the best birthday eve with my loves,&lt;br /&gt;had the worst drunken moment -_-,&lt;br /&gt;had the baddest of all baddest hangover,&lt;br /&gt;realize I ACTUALLY &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TOTALLY &lt;/span&gt;got over a person I thought I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; loved&lt;br /&gt;in like what, 2 days after the break up?&lt;br /&gt;had the realization that the arshloch was even a bigger arshloch than ever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tsk tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a total spontaneous and sweet company to the concert of the year, MyChemicalRomance,&lt;br /&gt;got lost in KL for the hundreth time -_-&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and found out I am SO BLESSED to have the best friends ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;I've never been so happy in my life before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;My Chemical Romance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those that have been chatting with me online would know that&lt;br /&gt;I've been totally horrendously annoying with me asking or telling them,&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna go for mcr?&lt;br /&gt;omg I REALLY wanna go for mcr.&lt;br /&gt;should I go for mcr?&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being a total pain in the arse.&lt;br /&gt;HEHS xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was probably sulking since this morning cause I had no company to the concert,&lt;br /&gt;I could have followed Chian but didn't really want to be a lampost :P&lt;br /&gt;and was bit broke spending 200 ish for that row.&lt;br /&gt;everyone who wanted to go but gave me excuses like&lt;br /&gt;got no money la, too last minute la, no tickets la, lazy la, not worthy la, finals la.&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;I'm not blaming you guys.&lt;br /&gt;I understand (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally accepted the fact that,&lt;br /&gt;fuck it la, if I don't get to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to top it all up,&lt;br /&gt;I kinda twisted my ankle and fell down on it yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;so I think I pulled something la.&lt;br /&gt;braking while driving and walking up and down the stairs has been a total bitch,&lt;br /&gt;and u guys know there's like a million steps in my house -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I finally thought,&lt;br /&gt;its a sign for me to just put up and shut up bout the concert&lt;br /&gt;since I SHOULDN'T be going to a concert with my kaki like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@%^!&amp;amp;@##&lt;br /&gt;opened the newspaper and they declared it as the concert of the year.&lt;br /&gt;had the fuckiest feeling edy.&lt;br /&gt;went online,&lt;br /&gt;Zhen Sern happily told me his friend selling the tickets for 50 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;waahhh.&lt;br /&gt;ITS LIKE A SIGN.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORGET IT,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so going to the concert.&lt;br /&gt;Had to ffk CheeYuen for the 4th time.&lt;br /&gt;so so sorrrrrryyy!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called Kevin and my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin was in doubt bout going, my cousin has finals tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and the 50 bucks ticket ended into a bidding war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long story short.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get hold of 2 tickets for 50 bucks ^^&lt;br /&gt;Deliberately forced poor Kevin to go,&lt;br /&gt;which he did.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey, I'm not that evil okays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;course we were late,&lt;br /&gt;but it was suhhweeeett!&lt;br /&gt;glad I didn't missed it,&lt;br /&gt;or I'd probably never let myself go.&lt;br /&gt;and my kaki miraculously was not a pain in the gut&lt;br /&gt;during the running and the jumping and the hopping and the walking.&lt;br /&gt;but later on, sakkkitt ):&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the MOST pathetic pictures.&lt;br /&gt;not taken by my sexy camera but my sexy maxx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/MCR/photo?authkey=470ckiK2eIA#5142044254026471858"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/R1w2AVyWGbI/AAAAAAAADrg/cah0PgOkBzU/s400/09-12-07_2207.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/MCR/photo?authkey=470ckiK2eIA#5142043639846148162"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/R1w1clyWGEI/AAAAAAAADoo/m6CqwvQIG6A/s400/09-12-07_2042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin (:&lt;br /&gt;urgh don't mind the hair =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/MCR/photo?authkey=470ckiK2eIA#5142043794464970946"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/R1w1llyWGMI/AAAAAAAADsA/RVKSuRAj3kc/s400/09-12-07_2111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you the pictures was pathetic,&lt;br /&gt;but the band was superb,&lt;br /&gt;especially when they played Teenagers and urm the last song, I forgot -__-&lt;br /&gt;Famous Last Words?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/MCR/photo?authkey=470ckiK2eIA#5142043691385755794"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/R1w1flyWGJI/AAAAAAAADpQ/ppkuBDB7Jxk/s400/09-12-07_2052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know all the pic shows is lights,&lt;br /&gt;but if u squint properly you could see Gerard ;P&lt;br /&gt;he was so fff-ing hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/MCR/photo?authkey=470ckiK2eIA#5142044013508303154"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/R1w1yVyWGTI/AAAAAAAADqg/T0x561XcBRA/s400/09-12-07_2127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/MCR/photo?authkey=470ckiK2eIA#5142043897544186098"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/R1w1rlyWGPI/AAAAAAAADqA/DzIzKSVVgZw/s400/09-12-07_2123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/MCR/photo?authkey=470ckiK2eIA#5142044116587518338"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/R1w14VyWGYI/AAAAAAAADsE/YXPwAxnPYlE/s400/09-12-07_2150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for accompanying me (:&lt;br /&gt;hope you had fun,&lt;br /&gt;I did!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-3457699775528346264?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/3457699775528346264/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-1715203337183215054</id><published>2007-12-07T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T01:15:59.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i once had a professor tell me &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when you think. . . you RUIN all that is good" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then later in the semester &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"you have created a language - you have A, B, and C. but you have no reason to be speaking"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so during my review i got up and said&lt;br /&gt;"i'm not allowed to think, and i'm not allowed to speak;&lt;br /&gt;so i did this without thinking and now i can't tell you about it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;the professor wasn't amused at all.&lt;br /&gt;not me larh, some chick i got it off this site.&lt;br /&gt;;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and THANKS to everyone who came and wished me.&lt;br /&gt;once i get all the pics i can update fully (:&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/14776870934305544-1715203337183215054?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/1715203337183215054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=1715203337183215054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/1715203337183215054'/><link 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closer with my friends, going out more often, and somehow realize what happen wasn't the worst thing ever and that i'm having the best time anyways!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys (; love u all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight, since miss Shidah's flying off to Europe for holiday tomorrow -_-&lt;br /&gt;she's suppose to packed me into her suitcase, but its mostly filled up with clothes&lt;br /&gt;we're going out tonight.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to hang out and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i'm seriously okay guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-5599094915297826045?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-3930659320235302899</id><published>2007-11-20T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T20:29:29.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your breaking my heart, can't you see?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know what's worse.&lt;br /&gt;Banging a tree or banging a bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-3930659320235302899?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/3930659320235302899/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-4948886575221840208</id><published>2007-11-19T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T02:50:08.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you, stupid you.</title><content type='html'>i know i'm such a whiner, but what the heck, i'm whining to my deserted blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems stupid the fact that i force myself not to turn down the job for monsoon cup because it'll be a semi-vacation, getting paid (of course), the company and the MAIN reason as a FINAL deadline for all my assignments which currently is still unfinish and doesn't look like i could finish all by this saturday in the weee hours, but wt&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bloody&lt;/span&gt;f la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems stupid the fact the &lt;s&gt;i'm still down in the loops&lt;/s&gt; and all my iTunes could play is super emo/sad/dying/hopeless/useless/suicidal songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems stupid that i couldn't even cry for almost 2 years cause i guess my heart went kinda numb and stoned to refrain from feeling more sad, pathetic and feeling vulnerable towards the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems really stupid the fact that i want to stop by crawling underneath the blanket and then have a good night sleep, but can't because i have to be up all night/morning finishing my assignments, thus, resulting some of my papers splats of rainfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annnndd, its totally stupid the fact that i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don't &lt;/span&gt;sleep from 10pm to 7am everyday but konk-ed out later around from 7-8am to 1pm everyday since 2 weeks ago,&lt;br /&gt;with everyone asking me, why don't u just sleep at night and do work in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cauussee,&lt;br /&gt;its stupidey stupid that my brain doesn't function during the day but only at night.&lt;br /&gt;fffing vampire. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, did i mention that its even more stupid the fact that because and after all that, i'm actually having an eye infection due to a blockage in my tear gland or something like that. &lt;span class="MMdefinition"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dacryocystitis&lt;/span&gt;, gross, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its also stupid that the reason for doing what i did till i got what i got was because i made a stupid and silly mistake and end up hurting myself and someone too (if i'm not wrong).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its soo stupid that from this it became to that and omg i know i'm being selfish and stupid, but i can't take it anymore, i'm not use to it, i'm not feeling it, i want it back, and yes, i'm still thinking bout it and that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm worried, scared and shit, vulnerable &lt;/span&gt;and no i'm not telling what is it but yea, i really really miss it and i'm so sincerely regretful and sorry and that the gap can still be fill, cause i believe and know it will if tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid the fact that it happened for a reason in a good and bad way cause a tractor finally hit me hard and accurate in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and NOW,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its horrendously stupid that everything from music to tv shows to reminiscencing to accessories to bathing to ASSIGNMENTS to pictures to stupid malacca trip to yea, everything, is making my heart crumble and the feeling of wanting to burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT bloody hell,&lt;br /&gt;my tear gland's block.&lt;br /&gt;hence,&lt;br /&gt;the disability to flood and thus, the oncoming of geramness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not stupid that i feel much better after writing all that down.&lt;br /&gt;seems stupid that i'm putting this here,&lt;br /&gt;guess i'm probably high from lacked of sleep and red bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously, i'm officially such a brat and pathetic and depressed and&lt;br /&gt;oh, you don't have to go nodding to that, i'm just amusing myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-4948886575221840208?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/4948886575221840208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=4948886575221840208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4948886575221840208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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to ever end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Where everything's nothing, without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I'll wait here forever just to, to see you smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Cause it's true, I am nothing without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Through it all, I made my mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I stumble and fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;But I mean these words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I want you to know, with everything I won't let this go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;These words are my heart and soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I hold on to this moment you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Cause I'd bleed my heart out to show, that I won't let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Thoughts read are spoken, forever in doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;And pieces of memories fall to the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I know what i did and so, I won't let this go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Cause it's true, I am nothing without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;All the streets, where I walked alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;With nowhere to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Have come to an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I want you to know, with everything I won't let this go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;These words are my heart and soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I hold on to this moment you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Cause I'd bleed my heart out to show, that I won't let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;In front of your eyes, it falls from the skies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;When you don't know what you're looking to find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;In front of your eyes, it falls from the skies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;When you just never know what you will find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I don't want this moment to ever end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Where everything's nothing without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I want you to know, with everything I won't let this go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;These words are my heart and soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I hold on to this moment you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Cause I'd bleed my heart out to show, that I won't let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-8504176448960638979</id><published>2007-11-14T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T00:43:06.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Loving someone is giving them the power to hurt you,&lt;br /&gt;but trusting them not to".&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;small&gt; Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to focus on my assignments despite everything!!&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be okay before you know it,&lt;br /&gt;just give it time,&lt;br /&gt;time will work its way through,&lt;br /&gt;though I need to stop being in denial so much,&lt;br /&gt;urgh, this sucks,&lt;br /&gt;its all totally my fault,&lt;br /&gt;I knew and I shouldn't have,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-8504176448960638979?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/8504176448960638979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=8504176448960638979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/8504176448960638979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/8504176448960638979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/11/loving-someone-is-giving-them-power-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-6651946599497300665</id><published>2007-11-13T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T14:57:29.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not just yet.</title><content type='html'>I think Ive already lost you&lt;br /&gt;I think youre already gone&lt;br /&gt;I think Im finally scared now&lt;br /&gt;You think Im weak - but I think youre wrong&lt;br /&gt;I think you're already leaving&lt;br /&gt;Feels like your hand is on the door&lt;br /&gt;I thought this place was an empire&lt;br /&gt;But now Im relaxed - I cant be sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think youre so mean - I think we should try&lt;br /&gt;I think I could need - this in my life&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I think Im just scared - I think too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I know this is wrong its a problem Im dealing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If youre gone - maybe its time to come home&lt;br /&gt;Theres an awful lot of breathing room&lt;br /&gt;But I can hardly move&lt;br /&gt;If youre gone - baby you need to come home&lt;br /&gt;Cuz theres a little bit of something me&lt;br /&gt;In everything in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet youre hard to get over&lt;br /&gt;I bet the room just wont shine&lt;br /&gt;I bet my hands I can stay here&lt;br /&gt;I bet you need - more than you mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think youre so mean - I think we should try&lt;br /&gt;I think I could need - this in my life&lt;br /&gt;I think Im just scared - that I know too much&lt;br /&gt;I cant relate and thats a problem Im feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If youre gone - maybe its time to go home&lt;br /&gt;Theres an awful lot of breathing room&lt;br /&gt;But I can hardly move&lt;br /&gt;If youre gone - baby you need to come home&lt;br /&gt;Cuz theres a little bit of something me&lt;br /&gt;In everything in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think youre so mean - I think we should try&lt;br /&gt;I think I could need - this in my life&lt;br /&gt;I think Im just scared - do I talk too much&lt;br /&gt;I know this is wrong its a problem Im dealing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If youre gone - maybe its time to go home&lt;br /&gt;Theres an awful lot of breathing room&lt;br /&gt;But I can hardly move&lt;br /&gt;If youre gone - baby you need to come home&lt;br /&gt;Cuz theres a little bit of something me&lt;br /&gt;In everything in you&lt;div 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yet.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-2030005920989184943</id><published>2007-11-12T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T01:53:02.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've got updates on Edee's open house and my parents' party!&lt;br /&gt;once I'm done with my acad drawings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2000words &lt;/span&gt;report on presentation, and the &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4000words&lt;/span&gt; essay,&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/ParentalsBirthday/photo#5131620432715589842"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/ParentalsBirthday/photo#5131620432715589842"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/RzctmFYmKNI/AAAAAAAADfs/3YR9z2sIqSI/s400/DSC04080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;thanks for coming guys (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;it was awesome with all of you around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-2030005920989184943?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-2415221655404414864</id><published>2007-11-10T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T16:32:22.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Letdown Takedown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel things changing when I move &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;(It's a distant, it's a difference) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I cross this planet without you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;(And you might call, it's a downfall) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;It's one long night that I'm passing through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;(It's a dark one, what have I done?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;It's one long night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't turn your back on me now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;You can't do this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't say you can live without &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;You can't do this alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;How did I end up like this, the lonely one? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Your greatest takedown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;You take me down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Left last night with a long goodbye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;(With some red wine, through a phone line) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I told you thoughts that multiply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;(That I don't know how to let go) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;We've been here many times before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;(Are you empty when you leave me?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;What's one more? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't turn your back on me now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;You can't do this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't say you can live without &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;You can't do this alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;How did I end up like this, the broken one? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Your greatest takedown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;You take me down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;You take me down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I won't get by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I won't hear in time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I won't get by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't turn your back on me now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;You can't do this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't say you can live without &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;You can't do this alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;How did I end up like this, the chosen one? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Your greatest takedown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;You take me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow I knew,&lt;br /&gt;fact that I saw it coming,&lt;br /&gt;and that I keep telling myself, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'won't one la',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I know its totally not a big deal,&lt;br /&gt;but yet,&lt;br /&gt;I somehow felt let down.&lt;br /&gt;like, if this happens, then thats that conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;like a confirmation on something you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I think too much, but its somewhat not as excruciating as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;makes you open your eyes, makes you realize a lot of things, good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, it gets to you.&lt;br /&gt;hard and fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how its gonna work,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a #1 diva,&lt;br /&gt;heck, I don't even ask for much.&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I could be worse.&lt;br /&gt;course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever,&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't think/care/bother so much if the other party doesn't anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two can play that game, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck,&lt;br /&gt;I'm engaged to my course anyways.&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/14776870934305544-2415221655404414864?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/2415221655404414864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=2415221655404414864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2415221655404414864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2415221655404414864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/11/letdown-takedown.html' title='The &lt;s&gt;Letdown&lt;/s&gt; Takedown'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-140430349600758576</id><published>2007-11-08T16:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T06:09:29.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>currys and murukus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;py&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;av&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ali&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to go makan makan later at Edee's place.&lt;br /&gt;wheeeee!!&lt;br /&gt;I love spicy food.&lt;br /&gt;and her mom's cooking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Orgasmic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, I need to drive to Klang.&lt;br /&gt;OMG &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CENDOL &lt;/span&gt;WEIH.&lt;br /&gt;urgh, need to hunt for my GPS.&lt;br /&gt;don't know where it disappear to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf, today is like the only day where I feel kinda free and relax,&lt;br /&gt;instead of the other celebrations and birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is, my Design102 submission's extended (again!) to Nov 22nd.&lt;br /&gt;weee.&lt;br /&gt;thank god is not after Nov 23. I'm starting work on the 24th.&lt;br /&gt;yes. I know.&lt;br /&gt;me? working?&lt;br /&gt;I work &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too &lt;/span&gt;okays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news, I gotta finish the rest of the assignments by this week!!&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;1. Design Communications - Renderings&lt;br /&gt;2. Culture 101 - Journal and Big Chart&lt;br /&gt;3. Culture 102 - Journal and ESSAY&lt;br /&gt;4. Btech - ACAD drawings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY. doesn't look a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I bet there's more but I can't think of anything else.&lt;br /&gt;bwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PROCRASTINATE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inner voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;LMAO, good luck leowmeijean!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch the BEEEE movie.&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love Jerry Seinfeld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;s&gt; boyfriend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;don't want to watch :/&lt;br /&gt;so not cool.&lt;br /&gt;hrmpf.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, I manage to force him :D&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my parents' birthday celebration's this week.&lt;br /&gt;yup yup, their birthday are like, 4 days apart?&lt;br /&gt;lol, how sweet is that.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait!!&lt;br /&gt;thank god they postponed submission, if not I don't how am I gonna attend that.&lt;br /&gt;their one and only daughter some more.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;-____-''&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot, gps no battery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-140430349600758576?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/140430349600758576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=140430349600758576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/140430349600758576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/140430349600758576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/11/relax-and-relapse.html' title='currys and murukus.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-3059736586043818822</id><published>2007-11-05T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T02:25:43.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG.&lt;br /&gt;I'm studying for tomorrow's exam on Ecological Sustainable Design.&lt;br /&gt;and I tell you, I'm totally dying here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been 2 whole years since I've read about CO2 or O2 or Carbon Cycle or Symbiosis or what fcuk.&lt;br /&gt;and I was never. NEVER. good at science.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so doomed tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Hope and pray and wish I won't flunk tomorrow's paper.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't sit for exam in like, a year or two?&lt;br /&gt;English doesn't count!&lt;br /&gt;!@#&amp;amp;!%@#!&lt;br /&gt;aaaaahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOATH &lt;/span&gt;science.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-3059736586043818822?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/3059736586043818822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=3059736586043818822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3059736586043818822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3059736586043818822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/11/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-3472188438512617949</id><published>2007-10-29T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T01:38:39.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need you.</title><content type='html'>you heartless.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna rip, smack, bish bang blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, no one can comfort thy self except for, thy self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;De one and only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Guggenheim Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;by Frank Lloyd Wright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right? I hope I'm correct :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5126442182925852754"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/RyTIARrfoFI/AAAAAAAADX4/BROELCGO78g/s400/88%20Guggenheim%20Museum.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I present you an Austrian artist, Erwin Wurm's work of sculpture,&lt;br /&gt;the Guggenheim..urm, deflating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 403px; height: 302px;" src="http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/9297/wurm1em0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so cute, I just couldn't resist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I'm going back to die now.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could be more comforting.&lt;/span&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/14776870934305544-3472188438512617949?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/3472188438512617949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=3472188438512617949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3472188438512617949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3472188438512617949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-need-you.html' title='I need you.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-666832978031915676</id><published>2007-10-27T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T02:36:22.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;miss &lt;/span&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;and i'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hungry&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-666832978031915676?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-3100465252829979066</id><published>2007-10-25T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T03:03:19.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm stuck on you, like it or not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Distance between two hearts is not an obstacle...&lt;br /&gt;rather a beautiful reminder of just how strong true love can be."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/PFBspI02/photo#5125342336290627634"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/RyDfsxrfoDI/AAAAAAAADXI/Hb0qxw1fXJM/s400/DSC037926.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;One of my foundation coursemate just joined a group in Facebook, and haha, I did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I don't need sex - the school of architecture fucks me all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've posted something similar to this, but what the heck, its funny and so true at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;If you are architecture students you've probably experienced:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-the taste of wood glue&lt;br /&gt;-changes in your vocabulary: homework to project, ball to sphere, etc&lt;br /&gt;-you don't understand how somebody can spend less than $20 at the supplies store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;-you hate people telling you "go to sleep" or "do you still have a lot of work?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-your friends and you don't have the same concept of work "oh, well do it right before class"&lt;br /&gt;-you've slept more than 20 straight hours on weekends&lt;br /&gt;-you can easily discuss with authority the effects of caffeine on different drinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-no matter the effort you put in a project, somebody will always say “why don’t you add this�? or “why don’t you change this here? or “i think that…but…yeah, its ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you’ve heard all your ipod songs in a week&lt;br /&gt;-you aren’t seen in public without bags under your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-whenever you get invited somewhere, it is followed by “or do you have a lot of homework? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*i bet most of my friends are nodding their heads now*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you’ll dance ymca with a choreography without a drop of alcohol in your system&lt;br /&gt;-you write down a quick message with rapidographs, lead holders, markers and ink&lt;br /&gt;-you constantly make up excuses for courses that are not design related why you didn’t do your work&lt;br /&gt;-you have more pictures of landscapes and places than of people&lt;br /&gt;-your worst nightmare consists of not finishing a project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;-someone once called you “lazy? and you wanted them murdered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*well, I am. but still xD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you can live without human contact, sunlight, food, but if your plotter’s ink runs out… chaos!!!&lt;br /&gt;-when somebody lends you a Bic pen you look down at it&lt;br /&gt;-you don’t care about sports cars, your favorite car is the one where you can put in your model and your huge computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;-you design spectacular things without the idea of the cost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you have the modern mark: a blister in your palm’s hand for the constant use of your mouse&lt;br /&gt;-everybody tells you how they admire your work, “but there is no money for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;-you’ve gained the ability to sleep in whatever surface: pencils, keyboards, backpacks, your studio mates, food, etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you always have the idea that your project will always be recognized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-when you finally have free time to go out you keep thinking “who was the idiot that designed the restaurant’s bathroom? “who designed this menu? or “who designed this [chair, table, lighting, fork, etc]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;-you've been at many sunrises, yet you've never seen one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;*AMEN*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you need to read all this in a facebook group to realize how weird your life is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;noo, I don't hate my course that much, its just..uurm. well.&lt;br /&gt;unexplainable if your not part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been asking myself this since I've joined LUCT.&lt;br /&gt;What would I be doing if I weren't in this course?&lt;br /&gt;I actually totally forgot what would be my second choice, and&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psychology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck, I couldn't even spell it correctly sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;but yea, psychology.&lt;br /&gt;now I remember, now I realize, damn.&lt;br /&gt;too late edy. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there such thing as architecture psychology?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Architecture philosophy's too boring.&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking through that particular group made me realize,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the only one.&lt;br /&gt;People too are like, in a way thinking bout what else would they be doing if it weren't for this.&lt;br /&gt;and not to mention the fact that someone posted a discussion on which is the best energy drink.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;Red Bull was my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Still is. Untill.&lt;br /&gt;Derick showed me an article on how it killed people.&lt;br /&gt;freaked me out =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had one after so long last night to pull an all nighter.&lt;br /&gt;which was successful.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;I seem to see the light now for my Design assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to the topic.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems to be immune to energy drinks and caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;I know I am.&lt;br /&gt;for caffeine that is.&lt;br /&gt;Red bull still boleh.&lt;br /&gt;even that &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn double shot espresso&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;can't&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;wasted at least 20 bucks that weekend -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not to mention that every student goes through the same shit,&lt;br /&gt;omg, the comments the lecturers give you.&lt;br /&gt;stumbled upon a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;(during crit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"Anyone got any matches... so I can burn this"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;''i was actually inking my drawings way back in first year and a studio prof (not mine) came up to my desk, stood for about three minutes, tried brushing the lines off my page with his hand, and said to me "too late, its already in ink"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;To someone in my studio: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;"It looks like a rat." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;He then proceeds to pen an outline of a rat around the drawing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;complete with whiskers and tail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;"See?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;A lecturer has one look a this girls model and tell her "Its so uninspiring. Its like a male orgasm, two seconds and its over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Your architecture is very shallow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;your like the Paris Hilton of architecture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;"I think something is missing in your project ... Yeah, architecture is missing".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s/ &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;crit is like, urm, preliminary submission where you have lecturers or guest lecturers commenting on your pin up boards and model.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;its really funny, yes.&lt;br /&gt;but it really does happen to us.&lt;br /&gt;poor dude spend probably days drawing, and there it goes.&lt;br /&gt;scary shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only one thing and one thing only that helps u to stay awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fucking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;DETERMINATION&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;which I lacked.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;teehee. I'll change to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a not so depressing subject&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;since today I finally bucked up my courage to go see my design tutor cause I've been totally &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MIA&lt;/span&gt; for urm, a few weeks. XD&lt;br /&gt;I've got a phobia discussing design with lecturers =\&lt;br /&gt;I do. Really.&lt;br /&gt;Not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;no tutorial marks ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hope I don't fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to have a small lil celebration.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;to reward myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CHEWAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other people work till damn hard also still working, I finish one small thing already wanna celebrate. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de-stress marr. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to check out Pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know I hardly post pictures, so here goes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5125326968897642434"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/RyDRuRrfn8I/AAAAAAAADWU/wbCYp6s5XvQ/s400/DSC03784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atrrrriiiuuuuum~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;try saying it in a opera singing voice XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5125327029027184610"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/RyDRxxrfn-I/AAAAAAAADWk/Yi5l_CFY9go/s400/DSC03788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the design intention Mr. Designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*nods head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5125327093451694082"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/RyDR1hrfoAI/AAAAAAAADW0/pTY7Vv3FJIk/s400/DSC03791.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5125327518653456402"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/RyDSORrfoBI/AAAAAAAADW8/AhfcueesQAg/s400/DSC03795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where's your head at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually like that song.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no editing needed on the mall's pictures.&lt;br /&gt;lighting was nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that atrium was the only thing that I fancied in the new wing of Pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;very small place.&lt;br /&gt;restaurants also not fully open!!&lt;br /&gt;the shops are..not as wow grand as Gardens and Pavilion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how this three malls open almost at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;If it was me, let the other mall open first, then people will get bored of the two, and open a new mall, which is exciting cause its urm. New.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I'm crapping now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5125327059091955698"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/RyDRzhrfn_I/AAAAAAAADWs/OaSGjqOlFWc/s400/DSC03789.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;downloading GossipGirl episode 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;woot !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-3100465252829979066?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/3100465252829979066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=3100465252829979066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3100465252829979066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3100465252829979066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-stuck-on-you-like-it-or-not.html' title='I&apos;m stuck on you, like it or not.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-7009030438397354579</id><published>2007-10-18T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T00:17:11.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>temptation killed me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I absolutely love Gossip Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5122706226092771570"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/RxeCK97xCPI/AAAAAAAADU0/CBw9EdmKtpA/s400/0000039823_20070517133204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downloaded 3 episodes few weeks back, and finally watched it all today.&lt;br /&gt;teehee, I know I should be drowning myself with work,&lt;br /&gt;but. I. just. couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal favourite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5122706234682706194"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/RxeCLd7xCRI/AAAAAAAADVE/5yar9MUREug/s400/Penn%20Badgley-SGG-072943.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Penn Badgley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the bad boy in the show,&lt;br /&gt;looks waayy hotter with this haircut though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Blog/photo?authkey=DWIJL__KUa4#5122706230387738882"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/RxeCLN7xCQI/AAAAAAAADU8/EKa4KPMbh2Q/s400/edwestwick160306.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Ed Westwick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Chace Crawford&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;just look too, urm, pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the download to complete!!!&lt;br /&gt;and I'm soo gonna get those Gossip Girl books since I've heard that the show is soooo unlike the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ASS&lt;/span&gt;ignments here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-7009030438397354579?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/7009030438397354579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-9218006327075946600</id><published>2007-10-17T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T22:34:53.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't want to but i need. wait, i MUST.</title><content type='html'>I've been shopping online non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;don't give me that eww second hand shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to a few lovelies out there, they come straight from suppliers.&lt;br /&gt;brand new okays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;given no time for me to go out shopping anymore ):&lt;br /&gt;actually now even if I go to malls I'll be wanting to eat GOOD food and also no mood to shop cause everything costs so expensive.&lt;br /&gt;I CANT AFFOOORRDD LAAAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and I'm so jealous of my beau.&lt;br /&gt;hrmpf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo, shopping online.&lt;br /&gt;since last month, I've purchased 2 skirts, 5 tubes, 4 babytees, 1 dress.&lt;br /&gt;and I don't think I've listed everything cause I don't have very good memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, damn frigging broke now.&lt;br /&gt;after digging allowance from my mom, two days later I'll come begging for more again =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT HEALTHY for my heart, cause I'll go lalala when my mom asked why so finish and&lt;br /&gt;why are you sooo DAMN spendthrift these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but all the clothes are darn cheap okays, just that I ended up buying more than urm, 1.&lt;br /&gt;and good deals are hard to come, and they sell out fast! have to grab em quick mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and plus all the good food me n derick's been eating.&lt;br /&gt;BAAAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pokai lah wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read teri's blog, and she's on a restraining order from shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHALL &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WILL &lt;/span&gt;go on a &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;SHOPPING BAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urm, after I get my hands on that 15in1 versatile tube and that OMG pinstripe vest I just saw with that cute lil racerback full of animals and the rainbow tankie top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot, I did it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-9218006327075946600?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/9218006327075946600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=9218006327075946600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/9218006327075946600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/9218006327075946600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-dont-want-to-but-i-need-wait-i-must.html' title='i don&apos;t want to but i need. wait, i MUST.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-1941119972726367540</id><published>2007-10-15T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T00:02:42.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautifully broken.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my mid-term break's been a total &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thousand and one things in my mind I wanna do, but obviously something always seemed to come up or confirmations became broken confirmations and plans becomes to dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand my eyebrows!&lt;br /&gt;you go to the damn shop, and few weeks later, bah.&lt;br /&gt;you tweeze them every once in a while, few weeks later, bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say cars are hard to maintain, but seems like our body is worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/MacfatfatsWithTerweeAndHohoe/photo#5121591012064561330"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/RxOL497xCLI/AAAAAAAADT0/8isAcX6qeh0/s400/DSC03680%20copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you don't know this, but I really needed that night out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so dumb,&lt;br /&gt;everyone went to bed and I just realized I can hog the TV!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;comedies here I come.&lt;br /&gt;finally something that can make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't think he knows how much i miss him.&lt;/span&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/14776870934305544-1941119972726367540?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/1941119972726367540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=1941119972726367540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/1941119972726367540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/1941119972726367540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/10/beautifully-broken_15.html' title='beautifully broken.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-6086235733680016246</id><published>2007-10-15T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T02:01:52.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy happy raya (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/RayaAtShidahS/photo#5121251456245106850"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/RxJXEN7xCKI/AAAAAAAADS0/3H-8ehzd5xk/s400/DSC03734%20copy1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aidi, Teri, Shidah, Jean, Kamal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite it being very badly &lt;u&gt;editted&lt;/u&gt; in photoshop cause of the bad bad flash from my camera.&lt;br /&gt;it looks like we're in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;look at Teri's face, classic (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeee.&lt;br /&gt;great company, great food at Shidah's.&lt;br /&gt;its nice having us meeting up after 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;we HAVE  to do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;semesters ending soon!&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;halllo&lt;/span&gt; holidays.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-6086235733680016246?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/6086235733680016246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=6086235733680016246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6086235733680016246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6086235733680016246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-happy-raya.html' title='happy happy raya (:'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-6567694394962970729</id><published>2007-10-10T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T22:26:15.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rock it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;E&lt;/span&gt;cological&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ustainable&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;D&lt;/span&gt;esign today was uber boring.&lt;br /&gt;we had a guest speaker, looks like a very nice guy, but omg, boring.&lt;br /&gt;didn't know what he was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;sorry, sir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took yr slides though! ill run through it later :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, me, derick and kevin will start to entertain ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;this time?&lt;br /&gt;with a camera.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;my sexay yet lala T7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/ESDClass/photo?authkey=8INuJ5S87C4#5119386744653939570"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/Rwu3Ht7xA3I/AAAAAAAADI4/bSNK-cdbdyo/s400/DSC03587.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see my hair? my mom calls me &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SHIH TZU&lt;/span&gt;. laughed the hell out of derick.&lt;br /&gt;hrmpf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/ESDClass/photo?authkey=8INuJ5S87C4#5119386942222435346"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/Rwu3TN7xBBI/AAAAAAAADJg/96TMboK4YGE/s400/DSC03599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derick went, ooo, Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;Kevin went, waah like an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;angel&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Derick went, omg, heaven would be a total havoc if I was one.&lt;br /&gt;Me went, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*nods*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was really bored,&lt;br /&gt;fine, probably just the humans sitting behind.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully mr Siva didn't catch us in action, mr Harris or Razak &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I can't remember their names masing-masing) &lt;/span&gt;just couldn't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/ESDClass/photo?authkey=8INuJ5S87C4#5119386800488514466"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/Rwu3K97xA6I/AAAAAAAADJE/32fSirG8qCg/s400/DSC03590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the couple behind that could doze off anytime.&lt;br /&gt;Jovi and TamTam (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/ESDClass/photo?authkey=8INuJ5S87C4#5119386903567729650"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/Rwu3Q97xA_I/AAAAAAAADJY/bWpi2Z3CS48/s400/DSC03595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/ESDClass/photo?authkey=8INuJ5S87C4#5119386929337533442"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/Rwu3Sd7xBAI/AAAAAAAADJc/r8QxXDDpfmo/s400/DSC03596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was actually sleeping till I took out the camera :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/ESDClass/photo?authkey=8INuJ5S87C4#5119387041006683234"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/Rwu3Y97xBGI/AAAAAAAADJ0/YLZ4VjTawnU/s400/DSC03607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin with his always funny expressions.&lt;br /&gt;you should see him when his drunk.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/ESDClass/photo?authkey=8INuJ5S87C4#5119386710294201170"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/Rwu3Ft7xA1I/AAAAAAAADIw/3Bqq4mHX30o/s400/DSC03583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanna go home ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaahh.&lt;br /&gt;sienneess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooohh yea, something cracked me up when I was in class.&lt;br /&gt;not gonna named names cause I know how that feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person A: oohh, I did mine on HSBC Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;Person B: ooooo, where's that?&lt;br /&gt;Person C: err, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;o.O&lt;/span&gt;, HONG KONG?&lt;br /&gt;Person A, C, me: HAHAHAHAAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, I know, mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to balanced up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone on our table burped, quite loudly in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;· &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;ugh, N-A-S-T-Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;N-A-S-T-Y?? (spelling it out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;(*thinking) hrmm, must be some term like ASAP but I can't place it into its meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;                        Oh well, whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;OMG, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;. ITS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;NASTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;NASTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;                    (stares at jean for a whole long minute and said)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;                    You know what, I'm not gonna say anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;OOOOHHHHH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my bad. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;told that boi and ended up getting teased the whole day. -__-&lt;br /&gt;you meaniee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hearing and seeing loads of ambulans and police sirens.&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE I know its puasa month and raya's coming,&lt;br /&gt;but please drive safe and stop robbing out of others cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did u guys catch a really bad thunder storm the other night?&lt;br /&gt;my whole upstairs was like shaking and rumbling, and it felt as if like someone terrorize our neighborhood :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/ESDClass/photo?authkey=8INuJ5S87C4#5119386963697271842"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/Rwu3Ud7xBCI/AAAAAAAADJk/5j1j8TDgw8s/s400/DSC03600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lil' havoc heaven (:&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/14776870934305544-6567694394962970729?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/6567694394962970729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=6567694394962970729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6567694394962970729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/6567694394962970729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/10/rock-it.html' title='rock it.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-1663299929030891760</id><published>2007-10-09T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T10:51:55.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im famished.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Love ain't nothing but sex misspelled".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Harlan Ellison, Title of book (1968)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;and NO I don't totally agreee with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the best sleep ever.&lt;br /&gt;6pm from yesterday till 9am this morning.&lt;br /&gt;don't go accusing me of being a pig, I hardly slept during the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rush rush rush for submission yesterday and not like I had a full completion of anything to submission but at least I did!!&lt;br /&gt;thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to find out, there's no marks for yesterday's submission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!@#%&amp;amp;!!@%#!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-1663299929030891760?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/1663299929030891760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=1663299929030891760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/1663299929030891760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/1663299929030891760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-aint-nothing-but-sex-misspelled.html' title='Im famished.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-4080237030635749033</id><published>2007-10-07T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T03:50:53.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain not functioning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't bring myself to look at my design assignment anymore&lt;br /&gt;my dad just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;conteng &lt;/span&gt;on it&lt;br /&gt;-____________-&lt;br /&gt;hrmph.&lt;br /&gt;my ground floor and first floor plan.&lt;br /&gt;damn CMI la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britney's Gimme More so so only larh.&lt;br /&gt;#1 on iTunes somemore&lt;br /&gt;*shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;she's done a better job than this.&lt;br /&gt;and she needs pole dancing lessons,&lt;br /&gt;but her buntut.&lt;br /&gt;woot.&lt;br /&gt;okays, I should stop talking bout chick's body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britney's Gimme More if you want more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;omg, cheesy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="335" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/3NuQUNZluaxoem6Md"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/3NuQUNZluaxoem6Md" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="335" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x34xsl_britney-spears-gimme-more-world-pre_music"&gt;Britney Spears - Gimme More [World Premier]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/Wonderful-Life"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had a slap on the face bout high school memories.&lt;br /&gt;remember how I use to see Teri's face everyday in class.&lt;br /&gt;since I sit next to her.&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;br /&gt;you must be wondering what this short girl sitting next to the talllllll one.&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, they don't give a shit on the height crap anymore in the sitting arrangements XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Terweeeee/photo#5118308115157156594"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/RwfiHN7xAvI/AAAAAAAADDI/LQtVch9Wib0/s400/RIMG0591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;from school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you know what, this was our only two of us picture in uniform that I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u had more pictures with liz -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha, oh yea i remembered hating taking picture in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Terweeeee/photo#5096584512218909458"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/meijeann/Rrq0nGqQyxI/AAAAAAAAAbM/XSH9HzgJASU/s400/DSC00178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Terweeeee/photo#5096587995437388194"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/meijeann/Rrq3x2qQ0aI/AAAAAAAAAoU/tMdfPtMDgvc/s400/DSC04619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to going out with alex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Terweeeee/photo#5118309605510808338"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/meijeann/Rwfjd97xAxI/AAAAAAAADDw/B2Ts97jOD7A/s400/DSC01828.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to 2 years later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;still eating ice cream like school kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo! you can see the evolution of hair.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bit whacked these days.&lt;br /&gt;blame the lacked of sleep and caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss high school ):&lt;br /&gt;i miss stress-free.&lt;br /&gt;i miss our chats!!&lt;br /&gt;annd yum chas.&lt;br /&gt;i miss pontenging weih! remember ter?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't bother scrolling down if you don't want to see leowmeijean's cmi picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/meijeann/Terweeeee/photo#5118309283388261122"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/meijeann/RwfjLN7xAwI/AAAAAAAADDo/SEVt7Z62YRc/s400/DSC01830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;teeheee XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-4080237030635749033?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/4080237030635749033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=4080237030635749033' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4080237030635749033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4080237030635749033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/10/brain-not-functioning.html' title='Brain not functioning.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-7921410254579539331</id><published>2007-10-07T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T03:47:04.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insane in the membrane.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It won't be soon before long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TOTALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooo sleepy now, hence the need to go online and be normal for a while.&lt;br /&gt;tonight was my second night of Double Espresso Shot.&lt;br /&gt;bahh, thanks to a Starbucks dude who recommended me that when I was feeling very sleepy and needed to drive home from Midvalley.&lt;br /&gt;remembered being hyper for awhile and when I reach home,&lt;br /&gt;KONK-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided on Starbucks today.&lt;br /&gt;went San Francisco Coffee last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went in,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Hi! Double espresso shot please (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;*snickers* what? double shot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;err, you have those rights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;*thinking* huh? it IS Starbucks weih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;err, YEA. but are you sure you want that? i mean like, have you tried it before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;-__- yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;okay. (giving me a look)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrpmf, underestimating me.&lt;br /&gt;then when the coffee came,&lt;br /&gt;he asked,&lt;br /&gt;need sugar or not!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;let a girl have her coffee in peace man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ITS NOT WORKING !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@%#!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-7921410254579539331?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/7921410254579539331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=7921410254579539331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/7921410254579539331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/7921410254579539331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/10/insane-in-membrane.html' title='insane in the membrane.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-7090662421126768703</id><published>2007-10-05T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T17:24:27.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Britney, bitch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 397px; height: 208px;" src="http://img164.imageshack.us/img164/413/002go4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to catch her new clip tonight.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;heard that there's loads of photoshopping on her abs.&lt;br /&gt;her body's still hot though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 390px; height: 206px;" src="http://img523.imageshack.us/img523/3117/picture9ah9lf0.png" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee.&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/14776870934305544-7090662421126768703?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/7090662421126768703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=7090662421126768703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/7090662421126768703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/7090662421126768703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-britney-bitch.html' title='It&apos;s Britney, bitch.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-489510748653139407</id><published>2007-10-05T11:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T12:33:03.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confrontation.</title><content type='html'>yup.&lt;br /&gt;don't we alll looooove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scratch that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone, nearly everyone I know avoids confrontation.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it, but I always try my best to voice out, which, always put me in trouble or deep shit.&lt;br /&gt;but its so weird when something happens between friends, and we just act as if nothing happen.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously, are we still in high school or what?&lt;br /&gt;whatever happen to let's not hide from each other how we feel.&lt;br /&gt;it SUCKS to see this happen.&lt;br /&gt;annd unfortunately this is happening to me not once, but twice within college.&lt;br /&gt;and it sucks so bad cause.&lt;br /&gt;*TADAAAH*&lt;br /&gt;their my classmates, hence, seeing them from monday to saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is soooo stupid.&lt;br /&gt;classicly stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's just say that there's this person who happily quit a group assignment 2 days before submission.&lt;br /&gt;its okay, I'm still chilling.&lt;br /&gt;but blardy hell, do not lie to me laaaa.&lt;br /&gt;soo not cool man.&lt;br /&gt;but yea he did, and he told the other member instead.&lt;br /&gt;leaving me hanging =/&lt;br /&gt;and since then,&lt;br /&gt;we have NEVER spoken a word on this assignment. (it's been 2-3 weeks)&lt;br /&gt;never.&lt;br /&gt;the irony eh.&lt;br /&gt;my friends knew I was pissed.&lt;br /&gt;still can remember the look on my friend's face when she saw me lending my pendrive and saiying oh yea, sure!&lt;br /&gt;hrmm.&lt;br /&gt;I never knew why he quit.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tempted to talk to him,&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most of you know bout my urm, past.&lt;br /&gt;that hateful dude who sees me in college with that 'bitch, i hate you' look.&lt;br /&gt;yea, him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its BEEN ONE YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;GET THE FUCKING OVER IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I really really just wanna ask him what's wrong and yes, that it was my fault, yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;but shit happens dude, SHIT happens.&lt;br /&gt;people change.&lt;br /&gt;but I can't bring myself to.&lt;br /&gt;its the past y'all, like just fucking move on.&lt;br /&gt;get a life.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be nice, I tried not to care,&lt;br /&gt;but it just sucks to see someone hating me.&lt;br /&gt;HEHS.&lt;br /&gt;yea yea you can gimme that stare now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kays la, his the only one thats bugging the hella of me.&lt;br /&gt;just look at this,&lt;br /&gt;loook at this.&lt;br /&gt;its so to me, I know la.&lt;br /&gt;don't try to console me.&lt;br /&gt;sue me, I'm being perasan.&lt;br /&gt;the fact that I smiled at him yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;I like to smile at people I know okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 428px; height: 114px;" src="http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/7514/77709175dm5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/7514/77709175dm5.jpg"&gt;click here if you wanna see larger image :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its too fffing looonng.&lt;br /&gt;lemme quote it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Next time after you see me, don't force yourself to smile. It's just plain ugly, and you know who you are to me'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;now tell me I'm not being paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;and the worst thing is he always have this kinda personal message, and he just did something nasty to me the other day. -___-&lt;br /&gt;not cool.&lt;br /&gt;BAH.&lt;br /&gt;not nice la like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT SHOULD I DO LAHH PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very the beh-tahan anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and I can't just fuck it cause it gets to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just afraid one day he'll come and hunt me down to kill me or something.&lt;br /&gt;how can you hate a person for so long, and so much.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my exes loved me, and still do as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;kidding kidding.&lt;br /&gt;well, long story short,&lt;br /&gt;we're still friends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we are alll just a bunch of fakers inside us.&lt;br /&gt;but like seriously,&lt;br /&gt;makes me wanna just bitchslap the hell out of these two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-489510748653139407?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/489510748653139407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=489510748653139407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/489510748653139407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/489510748653139407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/10/confrontation.html' title='confrontation.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-3133992669837693814</id><published>2007-10-01T05:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T05:22:41.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not being judgemental but..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ehh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no offence to whoever that will get offended.&lt;br /&gt;this is just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me thinking too much at 5.20 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't get the momma pappa daughter son stuff people are still using/calling each other.&lt;br /&gt;if your in primary/high school, accepted.&lt;br /&gt;college? wahsai.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't get it, never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know about respecting people's blog when you read em cause it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; blog.&lt;br /&gt;let alone those nonsensical humans who go spamming people's chatbox calling them bitches and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;i understand why they do it cause it does sometimes get to you.&lt;br /&gt;*not saying any of my loves okay (:&lt;br /&gt;just generally, but still, its people's damn blog.&lt;br /&gt;keep your opinions to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;you should be glad enough that there's people who blog about their life for you to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether is it a cool thing to see form 2-4 kids out clubbing and drinking their hearts out.&lt;br /&gt;I know its a normal thing.&lt;br /&gt;but now? its like, majority y'all.&lt;br /&gt;is it a good thing to be so exposed when you're that young?&lt;br /&gt;I remember me n teri were just getting into shopping, boys, school crap, and urm, girls stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I remember me n ean used to talked bout how he goes to PuayChai and see primary school kids wearing erm, less cloth on them now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrmm. I sound really old fashioned now.&lt;br /&gt;but it just feels wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember having this conversation with yuen the other day too when he saw standard 1/2/3 holding hands-paktohing.&lt;br /&gt;so cute la.&lt;br /&gt;it was usually play play around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now things seems to be getting serious.&lt;br /&gt;and me n him ended up concluding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;omg, imagine them having sex when their 12, enjoyable fuck mer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine drinking/clubbbing when your 14, have sex when your 16, growing wilder when your legal, getting bored when your in college, its like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;been there, done that&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;how to enjoy college life weih.&lt;br /&gt;hrmm.&lt;br /&gt;we are definitely growing older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm a late one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;laugh laaa.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;officially &lt;/span&gt;too bored and too lazy to do my assignments to blog about &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CRAP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-3133992669837693814?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/3133992669837693814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=3133992669837693814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/3133992669837693814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AGREE.&lt;br /&gt;double ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this thursday.&lt;br /&gt;according to xueli's blog.&lt;br /&gt;the performance is at 5pm and 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully it'll be punctual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can then try to rush to topshop :P&lt;br /&gt;not that I'm planning to buy anything.&lt;br /&gt;but just in case.....&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though I kinda feel weird going to see them cheer.&lt;br /&gt;don't know why. )=&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys, but feels like I shouldn't be there.&lt;br /&gt;oh I have no idea what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;feels like something's missing.&lt;br /&gt;like me being with you girls.&lt;br /&gt;hrmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not talking any sense, am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b56/Jeaniejean/recharge.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jom?&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/14776870934305544-4388482871976887061?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/4388482871976887061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=4388482871976887061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4388482871976887061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4388482871976887061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/10/bullseye.html' title='bullseye.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-4464755625428571220</id><published>2007-09-28T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T00:52:55.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quote of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No one is too young for love,&lt;br /&gt;because love doesn't come from your mind,&lt;br /&gt;which knows your age,&lt;br /&gt;but from your heart,&lt;br /&gt;which knows no age."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-4464755625428571220?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/4464755625428571220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=4464755625428571220' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4464755625428571220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4464755625428571220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/09/3-googles-love-quote-of-day.html' title='quote of the day'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-3180191577829445342</id><published>2007-09-28T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T00:44:44.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not like I can afford -_-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hrm,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure not many know bout this yet since I haven't receive any email regarding it.&lt;br /&gt;so haha,&lt;br /&gt;thank me.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 419px; height: 452px;" src="http://img529.imageshack.us/img529/995/studentlockinop5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img529.imageshack.us/my.php?image=studentlockinop5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Clickety click for better view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still hesitating whether to go onot,&lt;br /&gt;since Ultimate's performing on that day,&lt;br /&gt;and I have class till 530.&lt;br /&gt;bah ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna the goodies but blardy class starts at 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teri, mau pegi tak?&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/14776870934305544-3180191577829445342?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/3180191577829445342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-4358849627824234541</id><published>2007-09-24T05:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T05:11:58.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you selfish irresponsible little prick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-4358849627824234541?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/4358849627824234541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=4358849627824234541' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4358849627824234541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/4358849627824234541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/09/four-words.html' title=''/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14776870934305544.post-2891604568511872490</id><published>2007-09-24T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T05:20:31.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm getting into this..not good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today's horoscope was somewhat good.&lt;br /&gt;For me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;br /&gt;Keep abstaining from that vice, and soon you'll lose the taste for it altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Detail&lt;br /&gt;All the willpower you've been relying on lately is still going strong, so have no worries that you will succumb to any irresistible forces today. The charm that your vice holds for you is fading ... you just need to keep abstaining, and soon you will lose your taste for it altogether. Plus, if you encourage your newly found inner strength to grow, you will be able to use it in different contexts in your life. Get ready to begin a very empowered phase of living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Hope I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14776870934305544-2891604568511872490?l=justme-stripped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/feeds/2891604568511872490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14776870934305544&amp;postID=2891604568511872490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2891604568511872490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14776870934305544/posts/default/2891604568511872490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-stripped.blogspot.com/2007/09/todays-horoscope-was-somewhat-good.html' title='I&apos;m getting into this..not good.'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434151138681404658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
