<?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-15448908</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:13:37.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>?what's a mug-thing?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-113248140263644540</id><published>2005-11-20T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T18:10:02.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>working is so interesting :). today there was this cute couple who wanted to buy a birthday present for their 20-year-old son. they bought this cocktailopoly [!! i want!! ok. i want chocopoly :P], which is already damn ex, and a magic trick kit thing, thinking the cocktailopoly wasn't enough... and they wanted it wrapped nicely and everything. so sweet :). and their son is like 20, not 2 or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/113248140263644540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/113248140263644540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#113248140263644540' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-113225191213755186</id><published>2005-11-18T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T11:06:16.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fam was fun :). i'm waiting for my hair to dry now... :/. i'm happy :):). love my dress :). though i think everyone now thinks i am nuts for buying such a nice dress just to wear it for a few hours and never see it for the rest of my life... at least other people who buy nice dresses get to hang them in their closets and look at them even if they never wear them again. but i can't help it! at the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/113225191213755186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/113225191213755186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#113225191213755186' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-113185833291004553</id><published>2005-11-13T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T13:05:32.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hate my sister. she keeps ignoring me and thinks it's damn funny. annoying idiot. what's your problem. i'll just ask someone else then. big deal. not like you're that important. wth. big fat idiotic idiot.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/113185833291004553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/113185833291004553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#113185833291004553' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-113181178613239247</id><published>2005-11-12T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T00:12:23.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>batch chalet rocked :). firstly, i must express my pride in our batch [...our batch grace :P] for managing to start the fire this year without help from guys next door!! yeah :). and it was a good fire too... so hot even after we had no more food to cook :P. and all the charcoal turned white yay :). if we continue improving like that, some day we'll be able to start the fire as quickly as the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/113181178613239247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/113181178613239247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#113181178613239247' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-113140963200176629</id><published>2005-11-08T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T08:27:12.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>realisation. the day when i realised that what i had fought for, and won, wasn't really so important after all. and it felt especially bad getting it in front of everyone when all the people who had fought for it with me didn't get it. and the day when i realised that what i had always thought i hated because of various reasons suddenly became something that i didn't want to leave. though i still</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/113140963200176629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/113140963200176629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#113140963200176629' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-113076489533872931</id><published>2005-10-31T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T21:21:35.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>emm and i just thought of a brilliant idea to let me go for fam!! but there are a lot of problems here and there... and a lot of details to settle first... and do i really want to work 10 days just to get that dress -_-. what a waste of my effort and a waste of my holidays and a waste of my post os days. BOO. BOOBOOBOO!! and my mom thinks i can borrow from my aunt... she's like really thin and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/113076489533872931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/113076489533872931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#113076489533872931' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-113050884816682836</id><published>2005-10-28T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T22:20:17.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am the winnerest!!! i am the deadest winner. sigh. the whole point of ponning school was to mug for chinese... but heh. i am such the biggest winner -_-. i was planning to study all the way from wed to sunday, then maybe i will pass tian xie han zi. but on wed i was too lazy. so i let myself rest for one day. then i was going to study one level per day until sunday, since i had four days. but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/113050884816682836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/113050884816682836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#113050884816682836' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112929418460430225</id><published>2005-10-14T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T20:49:44.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my mom refuses to let me get that pretty dress!! =(. she says it's impractical cos i'll only wear it once... sigh. why is my mom so boring :(. that's the whole point of a prom dress right. it's supposed to be special what. i want that pretty dress =(. but it's like $125... my mom wouldn't even pay $1 for a dress that i'm only going to wear once. besides, the dress is going to need altering, which</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112929418460430225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112929418460430225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112929418460430225' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112912403914166365</id><published>2005-10-12T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T21:33:59.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was so annoyed during pe today... my left knee still hurt and my right toe was [and still is] injured.. as usual, i volunteered to sit out haha :P. but i didn't get to today :(. so i had to play. and i couldn't run properly, so i tried to stay away. i think my team was damn annoyed at my uselessness bleah :P. and i have to be injured on the day james ong happens to be walking around assessing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112912403914166365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112912403914166365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112912403914166365' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112912252247020935</id><published>2005-10-11T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T21:08:42.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my left knee hurts :(. when i straighten or bend it. but there's no bruise or whatever... it's even more internal than a bruise haha. but it hurts a lot a lot :(. i cannot walk properly... the time that i could walk with the least amount of pain today was when i was zombiefied during bio :D. haha. cos then my knee couldn't bend anyway haha. it hurts boo =(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112912252247020935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112912252247020935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112912252247020935' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112894793013926421</id><published>2005-10-10T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T20:38:50.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>last week was such a terrible week.. :(. never has so many bad things happened to a person in one week. especially saturday!! one day -_-. it was terrible ok. no wonder they say fu wu shuang zhi, huo bu dan xing. i really oughtn't be so upset, since i've been asking for it all along. i've already expected all of it to happen. before we got the papers back i wished they would give them back. now i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112894793013926421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112894793013926421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112894793013926421' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112851705086106753</id><published>2005-10-05T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T20:57:30.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>badminton is SO addictive... i love badminton!! :P. badminton is good for you, especially now, cos after you get back your papers and need endorphins, you play badminton!! yeah :). fatimah plays like a dancing fairy!! so cute :). and i finally found out how to open the **. argh. terribly sadded.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112851705086106753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112851705086106753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112851705086106753' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112833343646519977</id><published>2005-10-03T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T17:57:16.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aah my thousand-word essay...this is what mh wrote on the board: ideally, one thousand words should be the minimum. however, i would prefer a 900-word well-written essay to a 2000-word piece of nonsense. this is what i handed in: a 900-word piece of nonsense. yeah way to go jasmine!!! it's one thing to make a beautiful plan for a thousand-word essay, but quite another to actually write a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112833343646519977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112833343646519977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112833343646519977' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112816345567507462</id><published>2005-10-01T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T18:44:15.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love chess!!!!! &lt;333 it's so nice... ahh... so so so so nice :):). screwed the solo up bleah. but it's still so so nice :):). i love chess :). anyway it's a bad idea to use a new reed after not playing for so long... heh. i died after warming up :P. lousy band room lockers :(. trapping my reed inside x.x. sigh. and yuleng uses the funny internet smsing thing like sophia... all the kiam people :</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112816345567507462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112816345567507462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112816345567507462' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112781560712529018</id><published>2005-09-27T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T18:06:47.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>emm's note's decoration is so pretty :). and if everything you said were really true, i'd be perfect :P. see i told you i was =). and that reminds me, i still owe all the sec 2s their notes... hm... and technically all your cds too, but since sophia did it [hey...], i shall not do it as well. sigh. it was MY idea ok... just as well... i couldn't finish it in time anyway sigh :/. i was halfway </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112781560712529018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112781560712529018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112781560712529018' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112757594635010032</id><published>2005-09-24T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T18:07:32.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love all of you so so much.. ni jiu jing ming bu ming baishi jian guo de fei chang kuairu guo xian zai bu ba zhen hua shuo chu laiwo de xin qing jiu hui bian de hen bei aizhong yi de wo men zhen xiang xiao haibei senior take shi hai pa de ku chu laiduo xi wang neng ba chi bang zhang kaikuai kuai fei dao mei ren ma wo de wei laigang kai shi wo men bing bu he paiflag and baton chu qu le zhe ge </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112757594635010032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112757594635010032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112757594635010032' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112712794602454845</id><published>2005-09-19T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T19:05:46.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ohmygoodness my com is spoilt!!!!! my com, with everything everything everything i need to survive inside!!! EVERYTHING's inside my com!! like totally EVERYTHING!! i almost got a heart attack just now when i tried to turn the com on and the screen stayed blank -_-. and i was going to faint when i thought of the report that's stuck in the unonnable com. ohmygoodness. now i finally see the point of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112712794602454845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112712794602454845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112712794602454845' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112701584518389305</id><published>2005-09-18T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T11:57:25.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>scintillate scintillate asteroid minific =). i love options, even though there's lessons until six thirty... i like all my subjects now, because i chose them yay :). except for ss, but i guess he's quite a funny guy haha. and there's so many free blocks everywhere, you can do anything you like yayyay :). but then every time i sleep i'm so scared that i will wake up late :/. and when i wake up i'm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112701584518389305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112701584518389305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112701584518389305' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112575415202923336</id><published>2005-09-03T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T21:32:44.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>boo i feel unnaturally free =(. did you know that i learned how to say the alphabet backwards today. [i'll recite it for you if you want to =) ask me =)]. AND practised twice [haha cos i don't last very long each time do i =P] and played the piano for more than 3 hours and i'm still bored -_-. especially since it's almost nine thirty and it's sort of late for me to practise again boo :(. i want a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112575415202923336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112575415202923336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112575415202923336' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112572897253727330</id><published>2005-09-03T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T14:29:32.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i like sitting at that place in macs where we sat yesterday, because there's a big mirror opposite by which i can stare at people and they don't know, so i don't suppose it's rude? ah maybe it is, but they don't know haha :). anyway observing people is really fun, because you really get to see so many different kinds of behaviours and some are quite interesting :). i don't dare to stare at people</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112572897253727330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112572897253727330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112572897253727330' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112567045395586173</id><published>2005-09-02T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T22:14:13.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay =)=). i am the happy one today :). THE happy one :). though i can't see how, considering i just failed two papers in a row, and both were really easy :(. sigh. easy bio papers are wasted on me :(. i guess it's just not in the genes -_-. i love all of you yay :). can't remember the last time we sat together and talked and laughed about random things, and were mad together. [and entertained the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112567045395586173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112567045395586173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112567045395586173' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112537222210403872</id><published>2005-08-30T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T11:26:57.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've been studying very hard! eng: nothing more can be squeezed into the poor overworked brain. chi: na ke lian de nao dai, yi rong bu xia ren he dong xi le :P. math: let the total brain capacity be x and the current volume of its contents be y. x-y=0. phy: work cannot be done when there is no energy. power tends to 0 as t tends to forever. chem: the brain is purely made up of single bonds. there</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112537222210403872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112537222210403872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112537222210403872' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112506064893249770</id><published>2005-08-26T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T20:54:54.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>three down four to go :/. after the three papers we took, i wonder why i like math even more now yeah :). it's probably the only paper i passed with reasonable marks. sigh. maybe when i get to JC i can take H1 H2 H3 H4 math [right...]. 1+2+3+4=10 [look at my pro math! :P]! there. my 10 units haha :). i wish man. and i'm so proud of myself. i actually managed to finish the paper yay :). i always </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112506064893249770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112506064893249770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112506064893249770' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112480035840732656</id><published>2005-08-23T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T20:39:58.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gah. these are the latest statistics for the eoys:please hold on while the mugging report is being generated...percentage complete: 0% percentage left: 100%time elapsed: quite a lot... WHY am i not done... time left: erm... an eternity? eoys success possibility: &lt;20%hm. i can only be glad that bio and geog are after teachers' day=an extra 48 hours to pretend that i know what i'm studying about=</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112480035840732656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112480035840732656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112480035840732656' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112471988385870204</id><published>2005-08-22T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T20:43:18.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sigh. watching the news is so depressing. everything that appears is either depressing or boring. serious! just flip to the news channel at any random time and the first thing you hear has to be either a. depressing, b. boring or c. all of the above. bleah. like the retarded fish thing. if they're going to find out that all food is cancerous, we might as well go and be immortals and not eat for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112471988385870204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112471988385870204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112471988385870204' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112446118001178370</id><published>2005-08-19T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T22:23:17.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHY do i have to wake up early tomorrow. and get stared/glared at by my mom for having to go to school on another saturday. hello!!i didn't choose to ok. i. am. sec. 4.i played for speech day two years ago. i played for speech day last year. and i'm STILL GOING TO PLAY FOR SPEECH DAY TOMORROW. i hate this. and the the worst thing is, my section CAN make it. so i'm just going there tomorrow to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112446118001178370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112446118001178370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112446118001178370' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15448908.post-112420327283532248</id><published>2005-08-16T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T22:41:12.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>strange monkey song... hm. but it was rather amusing to play though heh. quite fun :P. and there is like so much cute syncopation :). i love off beats. so exciting :). some teacher was telling us some story that day [how specific :/], that involved buying plane tickets to go somewhere. and she paused after "order the tickets from...", trying to remember that the tour agency is called the tour </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112420327283532248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15448908/posts/default/112420327283532248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst15.blogspot.com/index.html#112420327283532248' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
