<?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-19561516</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:58:52.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*music of the night*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.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>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19561516.post-114261075572666994</id><published>2006-03-17T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T23:52:35.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the only reason why i have to keep telling myself i don't care is because i actually do. because it really matters. i was so bored, i wanted to make a new blog layout. so i went to look at my past layouts. and i started reading some of the entries. the familiarity then. i didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. it wasn't such a big thing to begin with. i don't know. anyway, i can't stand the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114261075572666994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114261075572666994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#114261075572666994' 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-19561516.post-114243015036300450</id><published>2006-03-15T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T21:42:30.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha!! kbox!! so fun :). so nice cos got so many people around to sing with you, especially for the nice duet songs. not like when you're at home and you're trying to sing both the girl and the guy parts at the same time then everything is bleah bleah bleah. because your sister refuses to sing with you :(. but i didn't get to sing wu ding today :'(. sigh. nvm. next time :). but it's so scary to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114243015036300450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114243015036300450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#114243015036300450' 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-19561516.post-114225774071350733</id><published>2006-03-13T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:49:02.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pooh's Colorful PresentCHORUS It's a cold winter day and the wind makes its way Through the cracks at the edge at the door And a small little Piglet is sick and can't play So he's keeping his small little feet off the floor It's not easy to stay in your room and not play With nothing to do except sneeze (Choo) A basket of colorful gifts makes it's way From the home of one Pooh to one Piglet today</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114225774071350733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114225774071350733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#114225774071350733' 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-19561516.post-114205951779056158</id><published>2006-03-11T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T15:16:53.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha... i don't know how i could fall asleep blogging :P. and somehow i miraculously managed to publish my half complete post in my sleep... -_-. though i wasn't smart enough to shut my com down and turn it off heh :P. if my mom knew i left my com on for the whole night she would murder me... now i will continue blogging :)mel's dad probably thinks i'm some sad idiot cos i don't even know where i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114205951779056158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114205951779056158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#114205951779056158' 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-19561516.post-114202173865478367</id><published>2006-03-11T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T04:15:38.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>play!! yay :). it was fun fun fun :). and i wasn't as tired today as i was yesterday because i learnt my lesson from yesterday and took it easy during sound check [oops :P]. and i think we sounded quite nice... better than yesterday anyway sigh :/. and my darlings said they could hear me [they were sitting at the back too :)] and yb said it was good yay. i shall be happy anyway though i think </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114202173865478367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114202173865478367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#114202173865478367' 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-19561516.post-114158012937705610</id><published>2006-03-06T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T01:35:29.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sigh i don't like orientations :(. and i may make myself go for the first orientation just so i get somewhat orientated [eh?] [or so i don't have to give an excuse letter for the first day of school cos that's damn sad] but i refuse to get orientated [?] to the same thing twice, especially because it is totally pointless and a complete waste of time and i'm not going to torture myself again, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114158012937705610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114158012937705610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#114158012937705610' 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-19561516.post-114149288935283692</id><published>2006-03-05T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T01:27:33.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sigh... he knows i cannot make it, so he was so careful not to make me play alone just now [i THINK he did it intentionally... i screwed so many parts up and he just ignored everything...]. how nice of him... [and thank you?]. i cannot make it :(. such a loser. i always freak out when i play alone. and it wouldn't be so bad, if it didn't have to show in my playing :(:(. i become all wobbly [</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114149288935283692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114149288935283692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#114149288935283692' 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-19561516.post-114070155484571090</id><published>2006-02-23T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T21:32:34.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ohmygoodness what a long day... i need to die. now. x.x</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114070155484571090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114070155484571090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#114070155484571090' 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-19561516.post-114061065621224009</id><published>2006-02-22T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T20:17:36.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am tired :(. tired tired tired :(:(. i would go to sleep, except there's stuff to do and i know i won't wake up if i go to sleep :p. so i'm trying to relax and untire myself first by blogging and checking my mail and whatever :p. and watching tv at the same time. it's so convenient having a laptop yay :). haha :p. i was so extra staring at them have dinner haha :p. but it was quite entertaining</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114061065621224009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114061065621224009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#114061065621224009' 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-19561516.post-114044641573455841</id><published>2006-02-20T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T22:40:18.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahahahahaha... we were discussing physics yesterday, and suddenly shaun very randomly told me that jy sent him my prom pic [i also don't know why she so randomly sent it to him...]. then i went to ask jy why she sent him my prom pic, then she went to ask him why he told me that she sent him my prom pic, and he came to ask me why i told her that he told me that she sent him my prom pic :p. haha!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114044641573455841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114044641573455841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#114044641573455841' 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-19561516.post-114008138652935979</id><published>2006-02-16T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T17:26:08.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>boo :( why do i always make people feel uncomfortable when they are alone with me :(. and i feel so dao but i only don't talk because i don't know what to say, and they won't know what to say to me cos i seem so dao, and there's no one else around for them to turn to talk to, and it's always so weird :(. but i am like that! i really don't mean to be so mean, but i just never know what to say :(. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114008138652935979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114008138652935979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#114008138652935979' 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-19561516.post-114001593265163373</id><published>2006-02-15T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T23:05:32.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am totally in love with philyra!! loves loves philyra yay :):). and i also love my dear darling new reeds haha... it feels so good to finally be able to play properly again, because i have proper reeds now, instead of a three quarters nine tenths dead, non-vibrational, non-functioning half a year old reed that is more like a size three half, having been worn down by all my playing -_-. and it's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114001593265163373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/114001593265163373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#114001593265163373' 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-19561516.post-113983102480372389</id><published>2006-02-13T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T19:43:45.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am so annoyed!! i got a blister on my thumb from saturday, and i didn't even play that much &gt;(. then yesterday i tried to practise and the blister burst -_-. oww &gt;(&gt;(. so annoying &gt;(. grr.and i am so annoyed at the stupid hcl results. it's not that bad, but it's not good enough either. i am so disappointed, and i think i can do better if i try again, but i didn't want to take chinese for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113983102480372389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113983102480372389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113983102480372389' 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-19561516.post-113930759413332736</id><published>2006-02-07T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T19:19:26.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha! inertia from cny has slowed me down... i'm becoming a bad girl again. i refuse to do math tutorial 2 because you have to draw so many graphs :(. and i don't listen during tutorials and lectures... and my gc is my favourite toy! :):). i did this on my gc during math tutorial, and this during chem lecture. it's from charlotte's web yay :) one of my favourite books :D. and i play mario. haha! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113930759413332736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113930759413332736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113930759413332736' 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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p151/flyinghoneystick/blogs/th_somepig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19561516.post-113868446723074318</id><published>2006-01-31T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T13:21:33.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey i'm getting good at this... i finished all my homework yesterday! while i bet the whole world was still busy celebrating chinese new year. haha! this is cool... my new year's resolution [it's exactly the same every year...] is usually -not- by the time chinese new year comes, but now i'm still being guai and finishing all my homework! yay :) [well... try to ignore the fact that cny comes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113868446723074318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113868446723074318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113868446723074318' 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-19561516.post-113819043625087978</id><published>2006-01-25T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T20:00:36.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha i am so amused. apparently my sister is very very violent in school... someone told me she shouted at this guy for this very very unimportant thing today. and apparently she kicked some person who annoyed her. hahaha. unniceness runs in the family, except i'm not that extreme. i dao people at most. oops :P. and the person said a lot of people crush her hahaha... the people in her school like</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113819043625087978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113819043625087978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113819043625087978' 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-19561516.post-113811797263102148</id><published>2006-01-24T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T00:07:48.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahaha!!!! i am so so so so so amused :D. i'm not going for the rwinds thing because i'm not free, but it's such a boring thing to say, so i told hz i was turning mugger [it was supposed to be like a heyidyedmyhairpink-really?-no kind of thing... :P], and he actually believed me!!! hahaha!!! he's so cute :). i am very very amused haha!! i will turn mugger when i [pigs :P] fly. he is so cute haha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113811797263102148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113811797263102148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113811797263102148' 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-19561516.post-113784556994280077</id><published>2006-01-21T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T20:12:49.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i miss philyra :(. the repairman should have come earlier so i could get her repaired and get home in time. then i wouldn't have to leave her at ri and could have brought her home :(. sigh. i want philyra back. and i think everyone thinks i'm nuts cos it seems like such a small problem and i have to send her to the repairman... :P. but it drives me nuts ok. i can't play B unless i press very very</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113784556994280077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113784556994280077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113784556994280077' 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-19561516.post-113783930882102420</id><published>2006-01-21T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T18:32:31.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hope you feel better today. smile :):)making pineapple tarts is so fun :). and you get to make and eat at the same time. :D!! and making the decoration on the top is so fun :):). i made quavers, semiquavers, flowers, smiley faces, chicken pie looking things, mickey mouse... so fun :):). i'm going to grow very fat :P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113783930882102420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113783930882102420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113783930882102420' 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-19561516.post-113766271926874485</id><published>2006-01-19T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T17:25:19.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am too tired to go on about that. if you really like it this way, so be it. there are always other people around. btw, there really WAS a time. if you bother to remember. well it could all have been a nice illusion all along, but if it was so, we were certainly hallucinating together. if you choose not to remember that's fine. anything, ok. haha i am responsible for making cold war/dao war </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113766271926874485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113766271926874485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113766271926874485' 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-19561516.post-113740120399346085</id><published>2006-01-16T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T16:55:46.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well... nice to know people around me understand me. but it's sad how we could become like this. just 3 months ago i was thinking how great it would be if all of us - and we were together for another 2 years. but now. i don't want it anymore. it would be so awkward. i'm fine as long as i don't see them now. yeah since i'm so obvious... might as well finish what i started. why don't you all make </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113740120399346085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113740120399346085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113740120399346085' 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-19561516.post-113732331134361251</id><published>2006-01-15T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T19:09:38.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what a mess. i want a to happen, but if a doesn't happen, it's fine with me, though i'll be a bit sad. at the same time, i don't want b to happen, but if it happens, i will be miserable because i refuse to change my mind again. if b happens, a will never happen. but if b happens, my need for a to happen is even greater, or i will be very very very miserable. so if b happens, i will be miserable [</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113732331134361251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113732331134361251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113732331134361251' 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-19561516.post-113724937938069572</id><published>2006-01-14T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T22:36:19.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha confirmed. i am hopeless... can't help it :P. every time i touch an instru i am totally convinced that i should join, until it wears out and i forget what it is like to play again. after today i was like yay :). and i probably won't change my mind anymore because i brought my instru home! then i will play everyday and i won't forget :). anyway it's so cool!! i got the instru i used for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113724937938069572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113724937938069572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113724937938069572' 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-19561516.post-113713953822379199</id><published>2006-01-13T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T16:05:38.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah ha. i am definitely improving. either that or i was just weirdly high today. i made new friends! yay :). anyway i have a good plan :). i meet my og in the morning, meet my class during/between/whatever lectures, and meet the batch like after classes or at long long breaks! haha. though there won't be long long breaks anymore next week onwards... :P. and we have class lunch on mondays and batch</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113713953822379199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113713953822379199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113713953822379199' 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-19561516.post-113700416977657293</id><published>2006-01-12T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T02:29:29.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there was something wrong with me today... eh yesterday :P. i woke up with a sore throat, and when i moved my head hurt, and i was so cold the whole day. ok i think that was probably cos it was raining/not sunny the whole day :P. and i was so tired, and it wasn't even because i walked too much at cca fest... i hardly moved around at all... i refused to move :P. i wanted to go for dinner with part</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113700416977657293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113700416977657293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113700416977657293' 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-19561516.post-113690617488884936</id><published>2006-01-10T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T23:16:14.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>should i? sigh</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113690617488884936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113690617488884936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113690617488884936' 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-19561516.post-113685805482414540</id><published>2006-01-10T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T09:54:14.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think my og thinks i keep black-facing everyone... :P. but then i'm like that with people i don't really know. that's why it's hard for me to make new friends... and that's why the batch is one of the coolest things that has ever happened to me :). i suddenly realised yesterday that i never had so many friends at any one time, until we met :). i really really love our batch... yay :). and i was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113685805482414540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113685805482414540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113685805482414540' 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-19561516.post-113669279395981701</id><published>2006-01-08T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T11:59:53.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh my goodness. i had a disgusting dream about earthworms... a lot of earthworms :(! so gross!! i woke up so many times, but every time i went back to sleep, the dream just continued where it left off @.@. so disgusting!! post traumatic stress disorder :P. grosss.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113669279395981701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113669279395981701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113669279395981701' 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-19561516.post-113661953151427240</id><published>2006-01-07T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T15:59:33.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>galazios!!! we totally win. yay :).the creators of sleeping beauty and aladdin got the names wrong... jasmine has GOT to be the name of sleeping beauty, not aladdin's girlfriend. bleah :P. i was so tired after only one day! :/. sorry for being so dead :P. we found the treasure! yay!!! we win :):). i love the treasure hunt. so fun :). and it's so satisfying to find clue after clue after clue haha </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113661953151427240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113661953151427240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113661953151427240' 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-19561516.post-113548751736885275</id><published>2005-12-25T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T13:11:57.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow... if i were born 4 years later i want to go to nus high too... they're doing so much cool stuff!! if i thought options was cool already, i'm like *WOW* now. they are like permanently having options!! so extraly funky. and they're already doing cool math stuff next year. coolness... haha. and my sister has to get a graphic calculator already. and they all have to have laptops!! ahh...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113548751736885275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113548751736885275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113548751736885275' 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-19561516.post-113543404754293362</id><published>2005-12-24T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T22:20:47.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>he is so so so so pro... came up with an arrangement of christmas songs right on the spot! and it was damn nice... not like the sad left-hand-hold-long-notes kind, but with everything, melody, harmony, rhythm, chords, and perfect bridges between songs... so pro... wish i were like that... wonder if you can learn this stuff... i hope you can... i'm going to be like that one day! yeah...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113543404754293362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113543404754293362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113543404754293362' 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-19561516.post-113518493588443815</id><published>2005-12-22T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T17:20:33.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i played the piano for 5 hours today, then went for rwinds prac. i'm so musically inclined!HAHA! yeah right. i'm so tired :P. how can something that seems so easy actually take up so much energy. i mean, i love playing [both that and that]! it shouldn't be something that totally kills me after i do too much of it... i don't understand. sigh. but i'm still a happy girl :). i'll do it again on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113518493588443815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113518493588443815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113518493588443815' 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-19561516.post-113505047594413284</id><published>2005-12-20T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T12:43:19.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAHA! i just took sophia's quiz, and yes, so random!! and so retarded... and it just totally confirmed that i'm a very lucky person. hahahahaha... i want to make a quiz too! yay :D.i love my piano!! i always liked the resistance of the keys, and it is in tune now!! so now i have the perfect piano. yeah :). and the diff is really very great... i could tell that the repairman came yesterday after </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113505047594413284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113505047594413284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113505047594413284' 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-19561516.post-113453285363703279</id><published>2005-12-14T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T12:00:53.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ICHIGO!!!!! strawberry haha :P. but she's so cool!! the whole show is so sweet and so cool. so sweet :). and rui :):):). he's so cute haha! i didn't really understand what was going on cos the words were too fast and we were playing bridge, so i ended up just watching the parts when he appears. yeah! so cute!!! and so cool also :P. smint's house has nice shows and nice food. she should have a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113453285363703279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113453285363703279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113453285363703279' 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-19561516.post-113431503381101209</id><published>2005-12-11T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T23:30:33.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have terrible weaknesses for treble clefs and earrings... :D. you would think that after yesterday, i would have had enough of earrings, but today, when i walked past bits and pieces, i just stopped to look at their earrings :P. and you would think that after yesterday, i would have had enough of treble clefs, and today, i bought a(nother) pair of treble clef earrings at bits and pieces... -_-.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113431503381101209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113431503381101209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113431503381101209' 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-19561516.post-113387132994910440</id><published>2005-12-06T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T20:15:29.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there was this group of people in the bus bitching about this other group of people, picking out [and i suspect, exaggerating quite a lot...] all their bad points and what they didn't like about them, and apparently one of the reasons why this other group annoys them so is because they bitch too much. haha. i was rather amused.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113387132994910440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113387132994910440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113387132994910440' 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-19561516.post-113370222855133585</id><published>2005-12-04T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T21:18:58.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was watching the hong xing da jiang thing just now, and OH! i am the terriblest person on earth! when they were reading out the names one by one and everyone started walking out... you know those high heels... i thought someone might stumble and fall down the steps :P. dunno what's wrong with me, but i just thought it :P. but anyway i got bored and came back to sigh happily over my new layout :</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113370222855133585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113370222855133585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113370222855133585' 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-19561516.post-113369018332685692</id><published>2005-12-04T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T18:13:17.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sigh i am sick again... i have fallen sick more times in these two months than in the last five years :/ must eat more fruits and vegetables and drink more water :). and i fell down the stairs again :(. when i was trying to walk downstairs. the last time was on the first day we moved in, and i was so happy running around :P and it's the exact same set of stairs!! wth. those stairs are cursed ok. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113369018332685692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19561516/posts/default/113369018332685692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst16.blogspot.com/index.html#113369018332685692' 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>
