<?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-7516756974291014122</id><updated>2012-02-22T22:16:09.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When words don't matter</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>234</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-2658302831485736173</id><published>2012-02-22T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T22:16:10.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding on;</title><content type='html'>Blogger's been acting funny on my com these days so just a short update tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess week starts in 2 days' time and I'm not looking forward. Gonna be a week packed with projects and more projects. It's fine actually, i'm just dreading the inefficiency, which is bound to happen somewhere, somehow. On the bright side, looking fwd to plans with some of the closer gfs. :) at least 6 meetups ahead for the week. Glad that everyone's trying to meetup, so I can spend some muchly appreciated quality time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that will be my motivation to allocate my time well. Keep on track and then it's play hard, eat well time! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My unqualified second guesses as a result of your unnecessary silence.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-2658302831485736173?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/2658302831485736173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/holding-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/2658302831485736173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/2658302831485736173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/holding-on.html' title='Holding on;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-7835278811586087634</id><published>2012-02-20T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T00:57:50.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accolade;</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Updated&lt;/strong&gt;: Been awhile since I felt so deeply happy. My stars are so well-aligned tonight, it's unbelievable. Last night, I had this sudden&amp;nbsp;want to catch up with a friend (a different&amp;nbsp;one from the one mentioned below)&amp;nbsp;through fb msg but didn't cause I worked late into the night. And of all coincidence, I woke up to a text from him. Then I reminded myself that I must send the fb msg, but procrastinated again cause I headed off to school. And just now, he talked to me on fb chat. It's been a while since we caught up, in fact this is the first proper one since he left. It's crazy thinking about&amp;nbsp;the odds of us wanting to talk at the same time haha. But it sure is a nice feeling having that conversation&amp;nbsp;:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like it when people make the effort to talk to you, more so when you're not that close and they're not trying to gain smth out of you.&amp;nbsp;I guess I'm sold very easily. Have a decent conversation with me and I'll readily believe in you. See, you really can make someone's day (or my night, for that matter) even when you least expect too. :*) The thing about exchange is, you really can tell who are the ones who genuinely wanna keep in touch with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just received a text and so heartwarmingly happy. :*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the closest of friends, but really one of the nicest from sch since day 1. No pretense, no motives. And so, it's so so nice to receive that congratulatory msg and know that this is one friend who's genuinely happy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I attended the ministerial forum by our education minister&amp;nbsp;a few weeks back, someone mentioned that the bellcurve system only seeks to discourage co-operation, cause the only way to be at the top is to ensure that&amp;nbsp;everyone else is beneath you. Evidently, it all comes down to one's nature. Thankful for those who have willingly shared your resources and knowledge with me. It is with this kindness that we can all forge ahead together and continue to spread this postivity arnd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, my bit of motivation is back. From now on, I'll believe that efforts really will be rewarded. Though not always duly rewarded in the most tangible sense, but mental persistance in the process is v v valuable. Take my words on that, and keep going even when the tough gets going. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from this post, seems like last sem has been a really rewarding semester. Most unassuming friends ever.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-7835278811586087634?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/7835278811586087634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/accolade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7835278811586087634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7835278811586087634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/accolade.html' title='Accolade;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-5178904607153530135</id><published>2012-02-20T02:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T02:16:15.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My treasure trove;</title><content type='html'>The only person who can help you, is really yourself. Hold on to your sky high expectations, but be prepared for the deep plunge too. And when it happened, were&amp;nbsp;you not expecting it to hurt? Some things come and go in the same way. Just think back on &lt;em&gt;how it all started&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Friendships that grow on trust in me, gain my most faithful loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, I'm experiencing something I haven't quite did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a community where we're so highly inter-connected, I finally found someone whom I can share&amp;nbsp;my thoughts&amp;nbsp;with without inhibitions. And it's mutual.&lt;br /&gt;For once, I can speak. I can pour out what's on my mind and in my heart, &lt;em&gt;I can name names&lt;/em&gt;. It's a liberating break from all these anonymous prose on my blog, cause now, there's a voice and a listening ear.&amp;nbsp;It feels more real that I'm less alone in my thoughts and I don't feel so at fault for thinking the way I do. It also becomes much easier to let go of all the pent-up feelings after talking it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nv would have expected you to be so open and willing to share but&amp;nbsp;I thank you for the trust, and for proving to me once again that, I am right in my opinion of you. I don't know if you still read&amp;nbsp;my blog, but in case you do, yes we'll meet up "at bugis or smth for dinner" once we find time. :*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rvvfEMS-46M/T0E6aMwP1II/AAAAAAAABB8/NKaME5avAQ4/s1600/104.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rvvfEMS-46M/T0E6aMwP1II/AAAAAAAABB8/NKaME5avAQ4/s1600/104.jpg" width="320px" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRVLFQs1OCg/T0E4Zr9fKrI/AAAAAAAABBs/fQ8nrAU1qcs/s1600/103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRVLFQs1OCg/T0E4Zr9fKrI/AAAAAAAABBs/fQ8nrAU1qcs/s1600/103.jpg" width="400px" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;OCD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;buying ziplocks in packets of hundred because everything must be kept separately;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;all the rings &amp;amp; bracelets &amp;amp; earrings &amp;amp; necklaces &amp;amp; ribbons,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and then hidden inside the cupboard so no dust and no oxidation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Most days I'm good,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;some days I miss us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm no stone-heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-5178904607153530135?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/5178904607153530135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-treasure-trove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5178904607153530135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5178904607153530135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-treasure-trove.html' title='My treasure trove;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rvvfEMS-46M/T0E6aMwP1II/AAAAAAAABB8/NKaME5avAQ4/s72-c/104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-5207237552103848868</id><published>2012-02-18T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-18T19:01:12.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost interest;</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;For a long time, I felt like I existed in a sort of parallel universe, waiting for him to come back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's possible you know, to actually get sick of someone. I mean, of course it's possible. If not,&amp;nbsp;why else do couples alws have to 'keep that flame alive' and let the r/s stay fresh? Because&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;r/s do go stale&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;It happens when someone stops trying or when&amp;nbsp;you simply try too hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with trying too hard is, you end up overglorifying the r/s. It's not perfect, but you'll just make it out to be. We jump at all little signs of joy, thinking we've forged the strongest of bond. (I obviously have a lot to learn about moderating my feelings.) Over time, the r/s becomes susceptible. Every little&amp;nbsp;deviation will threaten to bring it down, because the r/s can no longer tolerate any bit of imperfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all these while, truth is, we've never been able to connect at that level. Being too different can be a curse too sometimes. It just makes any form of similarities between us seem like a mere coincidence, more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to think this way, but are we just loving the feeling of love and to be loved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Don't even feel like putting in&amp;nbsp;any bit of&amp;nbsp;extra effort for you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 February 2012 (Friday):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 midterm papers down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broke the curfew for yh's birthday celebrations. Karaoke-ed the night away from 11-2am. :)&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice catch up with yilina, at this quiet little spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dQvRlCGLXX0/Tz9_XEriTHI/AAAAAAAABA8/kw3CvDnQQN0/s1600/101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dQvRlCGLXX0/Tz9_XEriTHI/AAAAAAAABA8/kw3CvDnQQN0/s1600/101.jpg" width="240px" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one proper photo that night, cause everywhere else just had poor lighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One more in the toilet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WUqran0GgtA/Tz9_Zs6rhEI/AAAAAAAABBE/2QwwQpazetA/s1600/426223_10150687352901257_607621256_11528249_937205658_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WUqran0GgtA/Tz9_Zs6rhEI/AAAAAAAABBE/2QwwQpazetA/s1600/426223_10150687352901257_607621256_11528249_937205658_n.jpg" width="400px" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some of those guys can really sing! Pleasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And it was a&amp;nbsp;lovely way&amp;nbsp;of celebrating tgt, in a way different from the usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A lot on my mind lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trying to frame my thoughts to fit the convention.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really want to see the good in people,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but sometimes, wanting might not be a strong enough impetus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-5207237552103848868?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/5207237552103848868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/lost-interest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5207237552103848868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5207237552103848868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/lost-interest.html' title='Lost interest;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dQvRlCGLXX0/Tz9_XEriTHI/AAAAAAAABA8/kw3CvDnQQN0/s72-c/101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-8967518376098721325</id><published>2012-02-15T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T22:16:29.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One love;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry-content" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div id="greet_block"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;“When faced with two choices, simply toss a coin.&lt;br /&gt;Not because it settles the question for you,&lt;br /&gt;but because&amp;nbsp;in that brief moment when the coin is in the air,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you suddenly know what you are hoping for&lt;/em&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spun right through my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14 February 2012 (Tuesday):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day;﻿&lt;br /&gt;I wish you a pretty heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tENuPcjbZ48/TzuwJMvnIDI/AAAAAAAAA_c/RDjy9HeRJvk/s1600/94.jpg" width="214px" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6fY7B4bBzIk/TzuwkI563-I/AAAAAAAAA_k/PpoUvBticog/s1600/95.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7bRAheHSaA/Tzux_SSUoeI/AAAAAAAABAk/f2atvN8QJ74/s1600/96.jpg" style="cursor: move;" unselectable="on" width="240px" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H_QqZgdRNNc/Tzuw7_UX-wI/AAAAAAAAA_0/Kpf7C3Wxk2Y/s1600/417490_375774619114999_100000473934708_1490081_680511701_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H_QqZgdRNNc/Tzuw7_UX-wI/AAAAAAAAA_0/Kpf7C3Wxk2Y/s1600/417490_375774619114999_100000473934708_1490081_680511701_n.jpg" width="239px" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever wondered:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;why is it that in our endless chase for perfection,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we end up being hopelessly in love with that undeserving one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Friends keep mum, but their silent disapproval flashes starkly across their frowns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Your rational mind says: 'No, he's not the one.',&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And day after day, you try to convince yourself that he is simply, flawed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They say, speak a lie a thousand times and it'll become the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But it's never that easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Because no matter how hard you try, someone is bound to mention his name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the very moment that one word resonates in your ear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;all will to fight just falls flat; down the drain, just like that.&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/7516756974291014122-8967518376098721325?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/8967518376098721325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/one-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/8967518376098721325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/8967518376098721325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/one-love.html' title='One love;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tENuPcjbZ48/TzuwJMvnIDI/AAAAAAAAA_c/RDjy9HeRJvk/s72-c/94.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-4147051366637394319</id><published>2012-02-14T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T21:26:08.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No other way to say this;</title><content type='html'>Not liking this feeling a single bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really not the best at handling relationships on some days, esp when there are third parties involved. Supposedly a day of love but I feel like I've struck a double negative on this single day. I just hope you will understand these two things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Whatever misgivings that existed between you two, I don't want to be a part of it. :( I've been treated kindly and all I want is to reciprocate.&amp;nbsp;Towards you and towards her, there's neither party that I would wish to sideline for the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The pie is yours. Promise I won't even try. So pls just ignore what others say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short,&amp;nbsp;I'm sorry..... sigh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We've tried, but this is as superficial as it gets&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt; It's hard to go past a certain point and now I really understand why they say 'ignorance is bliss'. I know way too much for my own good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-4147051366637394319?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/4147051366637394319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/no-other-way-to-say-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4147051366637394319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4147051366637394319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/no-other-way-to-say-this.html' title='No other way to say this;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-2295300858150164192</id><published>2012-02-14T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T10:00:58.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="js-tweet-text"&gt;I'm undecided regarding my take on Valentine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="js-tweet-text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="js-tweet-text"&gt;Commercialized hype, yes, but that does not necessarily negate one's sincerity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="js-tweet-text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="js-tweet-text"&gt;Don't understand why so many people are&amp;nbsp;downplaying&amp;nbsp;vday by saying&amp;nbsp;'Everyday should be Valentine's day'. If you're so indignant against vday, but at the same time not being a Romeo everyday, is that not hypocrisy or what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="js-tweet-text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="js-tweet-text"&gt;Vday or not, it doesn't matter. Spread the love, bask in it. I only have one very strong stance, that becomes especially apparent on vday, and that is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="js-tweet-text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="js-tweet-text"&gt;'Love does not boast.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="js-tweet-text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="js-tweet-text"&gt;If you find the impending need to show off the love for attention, that's an act, not love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="js-tweet-text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="js-tweet-text"&gt;Happy valentine's. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="js-tweet-text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="js-tweet-text"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; lastly, sometimes it ain't always love. Sometimes, it's just a sudden feeling and you over-reacted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-2295300858150164192?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/2295300858150164192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/valentines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/2295300858150164192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/2295300858150164192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/valentines.html' title='Valentine&apos;s;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-6660734586588305677</id><published>2012-02-13T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T01:47:05.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A short getaway;</title><content type='html'>Took a little breather over the weekend and I'm back;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m_VTfR4gmKw/Tzf6QeRaudI/AAAAAAAAA_M/YCNYVXYMoSU/s1600/93.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m_VTfR4gmKw/Tzf6QeRaudI/AAAAAAAAA_M/YCNYVXYMoSU/s1600/93.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My forehead hurts a little cause it's mildly sunburnt I think. Soaked up so much sun during that short trip, I'm hibernating from the UV from now on. Other than the sun, I've been extremely well-fed. How is it possible that almost every dish was a hit and such a solid hit at that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilty pleasure, tenfolds over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about the trip another day. Work beckons and it's a recurring burden on my mind. The thought of checking my email accts tmr morning is quite a turn off. :( Wanna also vacuum the house early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, it's too late for any work-related stuff. I'm off for some doodle time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hectic weeks ahead. Gonna stand tall at the end of it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dragged along;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and all these while, it was just me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-6660734586588305677?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/6660734586588305677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/short-getaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6660734586588305677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6660734586588305677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/short-getaway.html' title='A short getaway;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m_VTfR4gmKw/Tzf6QeRaudI/AAAAAAAAA_M/YCNYVXYMoSU/s72-c/93.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-5854368664524483687</id><published>2012-02-09T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T01:48:49.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Power-pack girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Unbelievably back-logged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Midterms start next week; 2 papers in fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm regretting it so so much, but I really can only blame myself. So pissed with myself cause when I started my revision about 2 days ago, I enjoyed it. Interesting content plus very do-able. If I had just been more consistent and started being on track from the beginning, I have a fair bit of confidence that I will actually do pretty well. But too late. Made the self-conscious&amp;nbsp;choice to divert my time away from work and hence I am underserving of good grades. sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anw, had a guest speaker for one of my mods yesterday and the Q&amp;amp;A was interesting. So much I wanted to say and contest, but reserved some comments cause the other students had so many random questions.&amp;nbsp;I figured they needed the answers more than I do since it's about their school. Somehow, always have a lot to say when it comes to education. To cut it short, I never believed in the whole "we're doing things this way (in school) to prepare you for the real world next time". This doesn't even warrant enough justification for most things and is more often than not, a poor, misused parallel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dance yesterday was a good workout. Been so long since I last stretched that way and I liked it.&amp;nbsp;So glad I didn't skip class. Kept contemplating on whether to skip cause of the upcoming midterms but I will banish such thoughts from now on. Time management is my responsibility. Anw it was a psychomotor-much choreo, but I&amp;nbsp;will get it by next week. Really wish we had more time in the studio and sessions were twice-weekly. This is definitely one of my better decisions this semester :) Till next week then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Enough of rambles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Out of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the midst of completing an assignment, which is like biz analytics II all over again. The group decided to split up the work to save time, but being the worrisome fella, I'm completing the entire assignment. Desperately need to revise for the midterms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly, just a quick update on the earlier half of this week with the girls! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;4&amp;nbsp;February 2012 (Saturday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My regular, and hence no stranger,&amp;nbsp;on this little cyberspace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;in fact, not just this cyberspace, but my life. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0LNpYB3IY3A/TzNWAz5-77I/AAAAAAAAA90/NJPoMHiBrEg/s1600/IMG-20120205-WA0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0LNpYB3IY3A/TzNWAz5-77I/AAAAAAAAA90/NJPoMHiBrEg/s1600/IMG-20120205-WA0002.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The irony is that we never used to meet this often when we were both in the same campus. Guess we took it for granted when we were in close proximity. I'm glad we're both making the effort to meet up once in awhile now, even if it's for just that couple of hours or sometimes even less. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WhvKwnhatX4/TzNWCcqSlOI/AAAAAAAAA98/QOfh_mIbQlE/s1600/IMG-20120205-WA0004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WhvKwnhatX4/TzNWCcqSlOI/AAAAAAAAA98/QOfh_mIbQlE/s1600/IMG-20120205-WA0004.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next date coming up at the end of the following week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;6&amp;nbsp;February 2012 (Monday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One last meetup with Sand before she flies off again tomorrow, until one whole year later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So cute whenever she texts me about the most random stuff these days while she's still in Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lousy overexposed photo, but still,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so glad she's back. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yQlNc2omyoc/TzNYdf973cI/AAAAAAAAA_E/wrP4AHew2Wc/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yQlNc2omyoc/TzNYdf973cI/AAAAAAAAA_E/wrP4AHew2Wc/s1600/1.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;gonna skype her and disturb her when she's back at aussie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;7 February 2012 (Tuesday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Navy blue day with the girls! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;heh they're so cute! Just look at what they're doing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V-YZVZqr5pc/TzNWXfOvUGI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/_2-pDFNAwhU/s1600/431377_10150761612834829_551584828_12518400_405158378_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V-YZVZqr5pc/TzNWXfOvUGI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/_2-pDFNAwhU/s1600/431377_10150761612834829_551584828_12518400_405158378_n.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Great to be back at school cause of welcoming friends. Gotta admit that I don't get much work done whenever I'm back,&amp;nbsp;cause so much time is spent on catching up and laughing together. But I'm not complaining the slightest bit cause I like the people I've been bumping into and meeting in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(and I know&amp;nbsp;work will get better. It has to! hahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; I love this photo, it's my current desktop wallpaper :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lxym9WafDFA/TzNWYazFS1I/AAAAAAAAA-c/SS-LadnBf7o/s1600/431725_10150761612054829_551584828_12518393_1241013373_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lxym9WafDFA/TzNWYazFS1I/AAAAAAAAA-c/SS-LadnBf7o/s1600/431725_10150761612054829_551584828_12518393_1241013373_n.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yet another lovely addition to my polaroid album. :*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d6xbWdDOyus/TzNWGHkOSAI/AAAAAAAAA-E/V833vF3a3Mw/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d6xbWdDOyus/TzNWGHkOSAI/AAAAAAAAA-E/V833vF3a3Mw/s1600/1.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We always talk about how friendships are fated and it's true. You might be surrounded with the nicest of&amp;nbsp;people but you might not click. To find that genuine friendship in someone and have it mutual, you really can't take it for granted. This is one of the less expected friendship to have happened and advanced just before 2011 came to a close. But somehow, you just know this is gonna go pretty far. :*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Super long post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; when the time comes, will you notice?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-5854368664524483687?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/5854368664524483687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/power-pack-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5854368664524483687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5854368664524483687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/power-pack-girls.html' title='Power-pack girls!'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0LNpYB3IY3A/TzNWAz5-77I/AAAAAAAAA90/NJPoMHiBrEg/s72-c/IMG-20120205-WA0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-992984227499638620</id><published>2012-02-07T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T22:38:14.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不懂.</title><content type='html'>So&amp;nbsp;many couples brought together in the past 6 months and probably more coming along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often&amp;nbsp;say 'love is blind' but perhaps it's the other way round; Love makes couples see in each other what others can't. There's no other way I can look at this and understand it, than to accept that every single person, no matter how seemingly dislikable, has his/her merits in that one special one's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's difficult, as a third party especially, to fathom what exactly do some couples see in each other. And then it gets even harder to understand when everything happens in a whirlwind of seconds. Instant gratification? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the point is, who are we to judge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times like this, if you are a good friend, I'll be happy to see you prove me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I guess it's also times like this where you can be a little more optimistic that there really is someone for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;p.s. Not referring to anyone or any situation in particular, really. Offhand, I can think of at least three couples that fit the above, so it's really just something felt all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In an attempt to make the tone more light-hearted,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;came across this while clearing the photos from my phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love-hate relationship with winter;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Mnrd6sgcys/TzE0TYFPXAI/AAAAAAAAA9s/ZF3zE82hgio/s1600/91.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Mnrd6sgcys/TzE0TYFPXAI/AAAAAAAAA9s/ZF3zE82hgio/s1600/91.jpg" width="512px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That was my short trip to Taiwan in December. I'm super lousy when it comes to my tolerance with the cold and the chilly winds. Just 14 degrees and I have to layer up already. But I love being bundled up in long sleeves and jackets and tights and scarves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tried refraining from&amp;nbsp;buying long sleeved stuff cause our weather now is so mercilessly hot, but it's tough. Have been giving in to temptation cause they're all so nice. Now, everyday I just wish it would rain and be cold again, so I stay snug in all my warm wear. hahah impracticality indeed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anw, I'm in dire need of help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Overflowing wardrobe (literally, cause my piles keep falling and I'm already trying to save more&amp;nbsp;space by combining clothes into a single hanger for the hanged up clothes).&amp;nbsp;Tried clearing up space the other day and ended up with what I began with. It's a tough choice cause most stuff are really new and there's hardly anything that I really dislike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Somebody help me pls. Just come raid the wardrobe and take whatever you want. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tell me, how do people organise and minimise their wardrobes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-992984227499638620?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/992984227499638620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/992984227499638620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/992984227499638620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title='不懂.'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Mnrd6sgcys/TzE0TYFPXAI/AAAAAAAAA9s/ZF3zE82hgio/s72-c/91.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-8486826488536748064</id><published>2012-02-06T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T00:38:59.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My photo album;</title><content type='html'>Have been wanting to do up a photo album of all my photos for the longest of time, but keep procrastinating and procrastinating, until I saw this photo uploaded on fb on Sat morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DEXiqkCbvuo/Ty4hbuNyteI/AAAAAAAAA9U/4npfoM6072U/s1600/407838_10150630153402755_548787754_10806733_1507916289_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DEXiqkCbvuo/Ty4hbuNyteI/AAAAAAAAA9U/4npfoM6072U/s1600/407838_10150630153402755_548787754_10806733_1507916289_n.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then I decided that I don't want to delay it any further, before the memories slip past me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Developed an exact number of a hundred photos today. Spent more than an hour arranging them into my album, but it was time well spent. :) now when I flip through the pages, it's like seeing a story unfold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A pity I didn't have time to choose photos from my dance days or even from year 1 (but I will when I have the time!), so I figured the most convenient point to start was from oweek/heroes (last Aug).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the hundred photos at a glance!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bkAcwwBNaNw/Ty6u3oxtNsI/AAAAAAAAA9c/MF3CJ3EKKTg/s1600/collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="574px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bkAcwwBNaNw/Ty6u3oxtNsI/AAAAAAAAA9c/MF3CJ3EKKTg/s640/collage.jpg" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gonna upload selected pages from my album when I'm free, and I hope that will serve as motivation for others to do up their own albums too. :) It's be worth it, trust me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; I'm off to study my finance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so so so flustered right now :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-8486826488536748064?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/8486826488536748064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-photo-album.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/8486826488536748064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/8486826488536748064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-photo-album.html' title='My photo album;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DEXiqkCbvuo/Ty4hbuNyteI/AAAAAAAAA9U/4npfoM6072U/s72-c/407838_10150630153402755_548787754_10806733_1507916289_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-8767291829381804499</id><published>2012-02-05T01:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T01:59:12.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A closure;</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You're really lesser than what you&amp;nbsp;seem to be. Such a pity, and a huge one at that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With this revelation of affirmation, I just hope I can still talk to you as though I&amp;nbsp;am in oblivion. And I really don't need anything more. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want to know that this friendship&amp;nbsp;is real. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sadly, was so dead right when right from the beginning,&amp;nbsp;I thought that you were the most mystified person ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Looking at my schedule, February's gonna fly past even way faster than January! Decided to do up my monthly schedule on Excel and realised that the dad's right, I'm hardly around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was Jan;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tJJ-Sss0hjk/Ty1qLBKNdPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/KC1LbOw33-M/s1600/87.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293px" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tJJ-Sss0hjk/Ty1qLBKNdPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/KC1LbOw33-M/s320/87.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I remember there were a couple of days when I headed home right after school cause I was so hooked onto Hell's Kitchen and didn't wanna miss the show. Until I found out they had a replay the next morning, and I just ended up taping the show from then on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;amp; cause I'm usually out, the dad hence labels me as 'someone whose form has no shadows'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;:( but I actually do try to put aside that one day from my long wkend breaks for the&amp;nbsp;family. Maybe it's not enough though. Can you imagine looking back and smiling at all the times you've spent with your friends, then realising you left out the family? I'm not gonna be one of those people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-8767291829381804499?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/8767291829381804499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/closure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/8767291829381804499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/8767291829381804499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/closure.html' title='A closure;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tJJ-Sss0hjk/Ty1qLBKNdPI/AAAAAAAAA9M/KC1LbOw33-M/s72-c/87.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-2714585083251536657</id><published>2012-02-03T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T12:25:02.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I say it, I mean it;</title><content type='html'>Had one of the most tiring weeks ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to be able to survive on really little sleep, but for one of those rare times, I have been fighting those sleepy eyes every single day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, enjoyed my first TGIF today! For once since sch started, I didn't have to stay in sch till 8pm on a Fri night. Had late lunch with Jaz after my class and it was just 4 hours straight of chatting. Girls will be girls when it comes to talking haha. Nice time listening to her share some stories and really appreciate when people trust you and open up to you so easily. definitely looking forward to more time tgt in the following weeks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed off close to 8pm to catch Indancity's performance at SMU. Been such a long time since I last watched a contemporary dance performance. How can any parent not feel proud watching their child dance? At least you can feel comforted knowing that your child is spending his/her time learning an art, instead of wasting it on nothing. &amp;amp; the human body is amazing. It can take on so many forms and thinking about all the training that went into it, just makes it an even more valued sight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So glad I made the effort to be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promised&amp;nbsp;WJ that I would turn up to support and I&amp;nbsp;really did. Will never forget the times he was the bestest senior, and so it's my turn to reciprocate in whatever ways I can.&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;28 January 2012 (Saturday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met up with Sand for lunch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's amazing how we still&amp;nbsp;talk like we've never been separated, though we've actually lost contact for quite awhile since JC till now. Used to be close friends in RG and seems like we haven't changed that much afterall. :) It's alws heartwarming when&amp;nbsp;friends like these remember every single little quirks about you, that noone really pays much attention to. Had so much fun reminiscing about the past and just laughing over it.﻿ Goes to show that if you really want it, no friendship is hard to rekindle. :*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JH1M7gP2_lQ/Tyv0y3bxg1I/AAAAAAAAA8k/45uBDj6DeTY/s1600/86.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JH1M7gP2_lQ/Tyv0y3bxg1I/AAAAAAAAA8k/45uBDj6DeTY/s1600/86.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lunched at Ramenplay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Super nice drink! I have a weakness for sodas and milkshakes. This was grapefruit flavoured. You can&amp;nbsp;opt for alcholic or non-alcoholic. Can never quite go wrong with sodas. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cm8gbtQ8W_s/Tyv0-rgbMiI/AAAAAAAAA8s/OBFxBvskY1Y/s1600/P1160139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cm8gbtQ8W_s/Tyv0-rgbMiI/AAAAAAAAA8s/OBFxBvskY1Y/s1600/P1160139.JPG" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; complimentary vanilla icecream with cornflakes because they missed out my order&amp;nbsp;so I had to wait about 30 minutes in all. It happens so so often. My orders always get left out somehow. Anyhow, I liked the cornflakes &amp;amp; thankfully, it's vanilla icecream - the only&amp;nbsp;flavour I don't mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vl-ip3mPW6A/Tyv1JcPnD1I/AAAAAAAAA80/Kz9DMaE0N-c/s1600/P1160142.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1QBRnDlb-HM/Tyv1f-l6RtI/AAAAAAAAA9E/fzgzdXV9kCs/s1600/P1160144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1QBRnDlb-HM/Tyv1f-l6RtI/AAAAAAAAA9E/fzgzdXV9kCs/s1600/P1160144.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Spent so much time chatting, then shopping and 5 hours flew past just like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had to leave for the bash but we'll be meeting again&amp;nbsp;soon before she flies back to aussie to study!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-2714585083251536657?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/2714585083251536657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/when-i-say-it-i-mean-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/2714585083251536657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/2714585083251536657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/when-i-say-it-i-mean-it.html' title='When I say it, I mean it;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JH1M7gP2_lQ/Tyv0y3bxg1I/AAAAAAAAA8k/45uBDj6DeTY/s72-c/86.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-1866638140851865899</id><published>2012-02-03T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T00:18:22.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She said;</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Even with the most rational of mind, it's easy to lose progress when with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a neverending battle to detach from this one-way track, but some days I feel like I'm almost there. So so close, until one word from you, and I'm back to square one again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back to square one;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;back to believing you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-1866638140851865899?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/1866638140851865899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/she-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1866638140851865899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1866638140851865899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/she-said.html' title='She said;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-7287200930345569151</id><published>2012-02-01T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T22:27:09.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Attended the first class of dance today and though the pace was pretty slow, I still enjoyed being back at the studio. Nv was the type who liked going through the basics, and I didn't like the choice of&amp;nbsp;music, but it was really nice doing&amp;nbsp;a choreo again. Nonetheless, that's one ny resolution accomplished. :) Hopefully I don't ditch the subsequent classes for work. I must persist and make this worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Looking forward to class again next week! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;23 January 2012 (Monday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;大年初一!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;好朋友来拜年 :*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This photo's so cute!&amp;nbsp;With the mandarin oranges they brought over to my place:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8VxnyCuo3Zw/TylCXprSlXI/AAAAAAAAA7k/toFmml1peq4/s1600/166980_10150645310733714_524048713_11261657_975354769_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8VxnyCuo3Zw/TylCXprSlXI/AAAAAAAAA7k/toFmml1peq4/s1600/166980_10150645310733714_524048713_11261657_975354769_n.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LcJVHP4ND0I/TylCZYK-3bI/AAAAAAAAA7s/FR3-gZhiAoI/s1600/416871_10150645310953714_524048713_11261661_517868170_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LcJVHP4ND0I/TylCZYK-3bI/AAAAAAAAA7s/FR3-gZhiAoI/s1600/416871_10150645310953714_524048713_11261661_517868170_n.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So unfortunate that 30 minutes before they arrived, all 6 lifts in the estate broke down. But nothing unfazes the gang; they walked up 22 storeys to my place, albeit with tons of complaints hehe. Made to keep fit after all the cny snacking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ms8ysvlEDeE/TylCbx4D-4I/AAAAAAAAA70/9JluF1JZBzA/s1600/395684_10150645310363714_524048713_11261652_1493469444_n.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Spent the night just talking and laughing, all the way till 1am. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XcQI-S6_Byk/TylCn_7NxHI/AAAAAAAAA78/UK2wL9b6HX8/s1600/403073_10150645310258714_524048713_11261651_1027611169_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XcQI-S6_Byk/TylCn_7NxHI/AAAAAAAAA78/UK2wL9b6HX8/s1600/403073_10150645310258714_524048713_11261651_1027611169_n.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First time having friends come over for the cny and I really appreciate how they were so sporting and really made the effort to come! Impromptu decision on the morning itself to invite them over and they all turned up at 1030pm. :) so so sweet, especially since it was first day of cny and I wasn't expecting them to be available. Lovely bunch of friends indeed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VfYmnNamzeA/TylCsFlMyCI/AAAAAAAAA8E/9Aarj8Dmf84/s1600/406426_10150645310633714_524048713_11261656_1324182229_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VfYmnNamzeA/TylCsFlMyCI/AAAAAAAAA8E/9Aarj8Dmf84/s1600/406426_10150645310633714_524048713_11261656_1324182229_n.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;New year brings new hopes and new blessings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;May we all stay close, all the way till past graduation and a long long time ahead! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; it's been over a week, but so glad that the cny decor are still up in my house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Liking what I see whenever I have my breakfast early in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wN0Pjn5ZeDM/TylH61HzanI/AAAAAAAAA8c/kXDkJEWlj1U/s1600/84.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wN0Pjn5ZeDM/TylH61HzanI/AAAAAAAAA8c/kXDkJEWlj1U/s1600/84.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Read this on fb earlier this morning - &lt;em&gt;Replacements for the phrase 'I Love You':&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;“For no one else, but for you alone, I will allow my music to be touched. You can change it and put on something that makes me question the entirety of human history —&amp;nbsp; but I’ll listen to the whole thing and even maybe bop my head a little to the left and right. A little.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I guess it's about doing something that you'd never have otherwise imagined yourself to be willing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-7287200930345569151?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/7287200930345569151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/cny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7287200930345569151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7287200930345569151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/cny.html' title='CNY;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8VxnyCuo3Zw/TylCXprSlXI/AAAAAAAAA7k/toFmml1peq4/s72-c/166980_10150645310733714_524048713_11261657_975354769_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-1328618195307318053</id><published>2012-02-01T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T00:37:27.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowing down;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know the semester only just started, but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I want a break already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L8-pPw183vg/TygOnja8TfI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Yi-5rCWCofs/s1600/2012-01-29_12.25.59.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L8-pPw183vg/TygOnja8TfI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Yi-5rCWCofs/s1600/2012-01-29_12.25.59.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Quite unwilling to admit this, but all wish to do well this semester is gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For the three modules that need practice and theoretical knowledge, I haven't read the tb at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't come to terms with that incompetancy of mine yet, but I've decided.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If I'm not gonna do as well because of my lack of effort, I better make sure the efforts are channeled fruitfully elsewhere instead. For now, there are plans for dance and a short getaway (both of which are happening within the next two weeks!) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s. I'm predicting a trend of chopped hair for the year. Alr spotted a&amp;nbsp;handful more girls trading their locks for hair like mine, over the past two weeks. My advice, just cut it. I have super good affinity with girls now and I attribute it to my shorter hair hahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;27 January 2012 (Friday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ryan's send-off at T3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Been a little too busy to transfer the photos from my cam, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but here's a snapshot of our polaroid sent from him, just today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UdZplu5wgvE/TygQMKzCoOI/AAAAAAAAA7c/pfTVDYzVl_4/s1600/IMG-20120131-WA0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UdZplu5wgvE/TygQMKzCoOI/AAAAAAAAA7c/pfTVDYzVl_4/s1600/IMG-20120131-WA0000.jpg" width="297px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;6 whole months of peace and nirvana heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;28 February 2012 (Saturday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lunched &amp;amp; shopped with Sand for the entire afternoon, but more about that another day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Headed to St James at night&amp;nbsp;to support biz for the Bash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;None of us brought cameras that day, thus the grainy (but still very lovely) photos :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iUpy6kqooEk/TygPBAhUJGI/AAAAAAAAA6s/e7T2hjLtvn0/s1600/404724_10150733605154829_838575707_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iUpy6kqooEk/TygPBAhUJGI/AAAAAAAAA6s/e7T2hjLtvn0/s1600/404724_10150733605154829_838575707_n.jpg" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Masquerade;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9fhX4Brl_qI/TygPCzx8mII/AAAAAAAAA60/a4Feo4btAno/s1600/407201_10150646296628714_524048713_11264668_1105026555_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9fhX4Brl_qI/TygPCzx8mII/AAAAAAAAA60/a4Feo4btAno/s1600/407201_10150646296628714_524048713_11264668_1105026555_n.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sPseo75oJEQ/TygPGVbsdCI/AAAAAAAAA68/A26sgzIF7jg/s1600/422138_10150528784552968_672577967_9006397_608029463_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sPseo75oJEQ/TygPGVbsdCI/AAAAAAAAA68/A26sgzIF7jg/s1600/422138_10150528784552968_672577967_9006397_608029463_n.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. Biz;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gABaW7mcTX4/TygPN40zBCI/AAAAAAAAA7E/APwUZKa4xKE/s1600/420084_10150737504779829_551584828_12444495_2052898515_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gABaW7mcTX4/TygPN40zBCI/AAAAAAAAA7E/APwUZKa4xKE/s1600/420084_10150737504779829_551584828_12444495_2052898515_n.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With my girls! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_sGg7IZiky4/TygPPtJEuRI/AAAAAAAAA7M/q_pUThpV6sQ/s1600/428358_10150646296788714_524048713_11264669_1014434671_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_sGg7IZiky4/TygPPtJEuRI/AAAAAAAAA7M/q_pUThpV6sQ/s1600/428358_10150646296788714_524048713_11264669_1014434671_n.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hiDDKlwtZ34/TygPQyow5fI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Or5ZR9eSxTQ/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hiDDKlwtZ34/TygPQyow5fI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Or5ZR9eSxTQ/s1600/1.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Super funny commenting on some of the performances that night, and saw some 'ugly' moments too (not physically but the things people actually do...) Pretty much like the interior of St James PS, except I heard it's an armyboys'/ahbengs hangout, then it just became an instant turnoff hahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Blogging must be one of my most disciplined moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But it's a really one of my most trusted source of release.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-1328618195307318053?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/1328618195307318053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/slowing-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1328618195307318053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1328618195307318053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/02/slowing-down.html' title='Slowing down;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L8-pPw183vg/TygOnja8TfI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Yi-5rCWCofs/s72-c/2012-01-29_12.25.59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-1984014173890043363</id><published>2012-01-29T02:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T02:26:16.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone like you;</title><content type='html'>Found myself staring at him for awhile tonight, cause he was so much like your doppelganger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The resemblance jolted my memories a little. Suddenly remembered what it was like when we first met, way before we became friends. Could somehow still vividly recall the times when we were still acquaintances; the feelings you stir (not that kind) and the way we acknowledged each other's presence with a very cordial smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how he can seem so much like you. Not just his looks, but the vibe and the demeanour; it was oddly so close to what you were like. For that moment when our stares locked, I thought: "That's you." But of course I know he's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along the way when we became friends, the whole feel&amp;nbsp;became different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it's natural. You're no longer that passerby in school, but someone closer. I can't really put a finger to whether the change was for the better or for worse, or maybe it was really for neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I wouldn't mind letting go of everything we are right now and just go back to those days. At least I could look at you then and just smile. We didn't need words, cause we had none to speak of, but at least that was a nice kind of silence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've outlived this time together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-1984014173890043363?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/1984014173890043363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/someone-like-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1984014173890043363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1984014173890043363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/someone-like-you.html' title='Someone like you;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-7831831616920100423</id><published>2012-01-27T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T00:54:42.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me a reason;</title><content type='html'>事事不顺.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had such a terrible day today, it started all the way from the moment I woke up. All the slightest things that can go wrong, went wrong; one after another. I walked out of the house with a frown and the grumpy mood pretty much lasted the whole day. It was one of those lousy days when I couldn't even smile at others anymore. This girl in class told me she's so busy cause she's taking three modules. Could literally feel my boiling point peak. Of all days, just had to hear something as silly as this on an uneventful day. &lt;strong&gt;Three&lt;/strong&gt; modules, mind you. I couldn't even manage the weakest of smiles. I just looked at her with the most stoned face ever&amp;nbsp;and I had to look away before the frown gets obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some fleeting moments of relief, but not spared for long. Series of unfortunate events lasted even to the very last moments few minutes ago. Sigh. Please, please just give me the approval. :( I'm not even supposed to be feeling so stressed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be another late night for me. &lt;br /&gt;So unhappy cause it's an 11-hours non-stop marathon for me in school tmr, before the send-off at the airport. I wanna be rested, cause the moment the fatigue sets in, I lose all mood to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;Today when we talked, there were so many moments I found myself understanding what you're going through, cause I've been through the almost exact situation myself, just not too long ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making the effort&amp;nbsp;|&amp;nbsp;Getting half-hearted response&lt;br /&gt;Holds back&amp;nbsp;| &lt;br /&gt;Gives up | Pulled back&lt;br /&gt;Made use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this whole cycle repeats. Talking about it from a third party pov today, I could laugh. Sounds funnily unbelievable&amp;nbsp;that two very different people can be capable of the very same thing. But while I was in it, it wasn't the least bit funny. I remember feeling very annoyed yet helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I was still in a better position. Can't really say the same about now though. Some days, I just feel like our words are worth a million bucks - each word is so so costly, that we just don't say it at all. I wish I could just save up all my talktime and use it at once for a decent conversation, than to go through these frequent brief&amp;nbsp;moments of halted&amp;nbsp;conversations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's not too hard on you, do me a favour. Save those random few words of yours and string them into sentences instead for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-7831831616920100423?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/7831831616920100423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/give-me-reason.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7831831616920100423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7831831616920100423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/give-me-reason.html' title='Give me a reason;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-4201844321625281793</id><published>2012-01-26T01:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T01:17:49.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our end of the globe;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No time to post about anything else or upload photos cause I'm struggling to finish my case now, in preparation for Friday. Haven't even prepared for tomorrow's class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A short one tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. Super is flying off in 48 hours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H8YciL8dQBA/TyAzuUrv79I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/0KQQmqMUTuA/s1600/80.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H8YciL8dQBA/TyAzuUrv79I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/0KQQmqMUTuA/s1600/80.JPG" width="252px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Frenemies;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Really the best word to describe us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lunch today made me realise that we're still like before, as always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's funny how you can find comfort in someone who makes you frown and&amp;nbsp;stare;&amp;nbsp;annoys and irritates you, jumps at every opportunity to poke fun at you, makes your heart boil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some days you wonder how you stand it, some days you just engage in a cold war. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But at the end of it all, you realise this is the very same person &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;who makes you laugh at every little thing, whom you can never stay angry at for long,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;whom you say you hate but wouldn't give up for another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One thing I know, this love-hate relationship is here to stay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Whichever way the scale tips, as long as we're still in touch, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we can alws right the wrongs and better the goods. :*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So to my fellow Superman:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fly &amp;amp; explore;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but when you're done with the world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it's time for me to annoy you with my neverending rambles again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-4201844321625281793?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/4201844321625281793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-end-of-globe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4201844321625281793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4201844321625281793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-end-of-globe.html' title='Our end of the globe;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H8YciL8dQBA/TyAzuUrv79I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/0KQQmqMUTuA/s72-c/80.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-2887425147838159771</id><published>2012-01-23T11:01:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T14:27:16.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black &amp; White 21st;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;14 January 2012 (Saturday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yilina's 21st Party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The first 21st party for 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Compiled a short video of us &amp;amp; I was surprised, but v v glad, that we have so many photos together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And it's such an eyefeast too cause I really think she's such a sweet looking girl, :*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;with an equally sweet personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A pity the quality of video is pretty poor on blogger. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-92e9704367ac2da1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D92e9704367ac2da1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332154873%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D549CF6CEB2B0A04F12ABE4C72AD3C4243FB200CC.5F29532B4730B0A39C0B5C6C27FBDFA91BE8C876%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D92e9704367ac2da1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCSrrqUVqTltvWji5U7ICvN3XeiQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D92e9704367ac2da1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332154873%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D549CF6CEB2B0A04F12ABE4C72AD3C4243FB200CC.5F29532B4730B0A39C0B5C6C27FBDFA91BE8C876%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D92e9704367ac2da1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCSrrqUVqTltvWji5U7ICvN3XeiQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zb7hFV6T7XI/TxzltAjPx1I/AAAAAAAAA44/7NTve_FgrYg/s1600/P1150756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zb7hFV6T7XI/TxzltAjPx1I/AAAAAAAAA44/7NTve_FgrYg/s1600/P1150756.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The lovely balloons with our well-wishes tagged at the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cV1NS1MWobA/Txzm1QNKceI/AAAAAAAAA5I/eOKweU7kw68/s1600/P1150757.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cV1NS1MWobA/Txzm1QNKceI/AAAAAAAAA5I/eOKweU7kw68/s1600/P1150757.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With a few of the girls at the start of the party :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MVgqAb_4PW8/TxznBsAJczI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/wfcNqiKOv48/s1600/P1150773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MVgqAb_4PW8/TxznBsAJczI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/wfcNqiKOv48/s1600/P1150773.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xR0dmFHRlNo/TxzvjZJaDlI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/Wdsb-1Dlues/s1600/P1150768.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xR0dmFHRlNo/TxzvjZJaDlI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/Wdsb-1Dlues/s320/P1150768.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Photo time with &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; of my favourite people from school! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_-AMQyDOh1g/TxzwpcOy42I/AAAAAAAAA5g/DJaY1nIjsSA/s1600/P1150797.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_-AMQyDOh1g/TxzwpcOy42I/AAAAAAAAA5g/DJaY1nIjsSA/s1600/P1150797.JPG" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cnj7wlu5stk/TxzyXvRYmNI/AAAAAAAAA5o/_3hd6YNRpaY/s1600/P1150798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cnj7wlu5stk/TxzyXvRYmNI/AAAAAAAAA5o/_3hd6YNRpaY/s1600/P1150798.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ITHkfSLul8/Txz64IlIt0I/AAAAAAAAA6A/BC48hlhBcbo/s1600/78.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ITHkfSLul8/Txz64IlIt0I/AAAAAAAAA6A/BC48hlhBcbo/s1600/78.jpg" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Oweek heroes;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's always something so special about Oweek, nevermind if there were spoilers too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hEpRHm9f1CU/TxzyvepKS3I/AAAAAAAAA5w/xKpwXLVeNJM/s1600/405472_10150612399693714_524048713_11166427_882476151_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hEpRHm9f1CU/TxzyvepKS3I/AAAAAAAAA5w/xKpwXLVeNJM/s1600/405472_10150612399693714_524048713_11166427_882476151_n.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; of course a photo with the pretty birthday girl :*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S7GmaRCptqM/Txzyv0m8acI/AAAAAAAAA54/9cVOdjTXOwQ/s1600/401440_10150612390873714_524048713_11166307_278074256_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S7GmaRCptqM/Txzyv0m8acI/AAAAAAAAA54/9cVOdjTXOwQ/s1600/401440_10150612390873714_524048713_11166307_278074256_n.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever I think of her, the word 'harmless' just comes to mind. You know how some girls are very pretty but annoying at the same time or they just exude a vibe of arrogance? Yilina's not. She's just the sort that's so sweet but zero threat at all and not so girly girly.&amp;nbsp;In short, she's gonna be one fine lady after her 21st. :) (hehe sorry guys, no chance!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:) Anw I really had a great time that night catching up with all these friends that I really miss while I'm away this sem. No one makes me laugh the way they do. A treasured bunch indeed. X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Was talking to a friend the other day and we touched on the topic of 'independence in a relationship'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think every couple needs to know how to spend time apart, without really growing apart. You can't alws stick to each other 24/7 and emotional independence will really do both parties some good. Anw if you really love each other, what matter does it make if you're not together all the time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Different priorities, different social circles, different interests&amp;nbsp;- learn to handle them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-2887425147838159771?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/2887425147838159771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/black-white-21st.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/2887425147838159771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/2887425147838159771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/black-white-21st.html' title='Black &amp; White 21st;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zb7hFV6T7XI/TxzltAjPx1I/AAAAAAAAA44/7NTve_FgrYg/s72-c/P1150756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-6266701959516450353</id><published>2012-01-23T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T01:11:05.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Dragon Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Say hi to my new babydragon! :*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bro got it for me cause I said I wanted it heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pp6qLRenDfk/TxxAQbJQ7YI/AAAAAAAAA4w/y46t7ZgOpeI/s1600/77.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236px" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pp6qLRenDfk/TxxAQbJQ7YI/AAAAAAAAA4w/y46t7ZgOpeI/s1600/77.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Almost bought a tee with a cartoon dragon print on it ytd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But now I think my toy is a much better buy! So so happy with it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mad cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anw, Happy Chinese New&amp;nbsp;Year! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;龙年快乐!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8YiKt2LBgnk/Txw_0u9G8zI/AAAAAAAAA4o/juO0h682BIo/s1600/76.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8YiKt2LBgnk/Txw_0u9G8zI/AAAAAAAAA4o/juO0h682BIo/s1600/76.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just wishing that this dragon year would bring us all a lot of love, luck, peace and joy. X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and good health too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-6266701959516450353?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/6266701959516450353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-dragon-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6266701959516450353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6266701959516450353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-dragon-year.html' title='Happy Dragon Year!'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pp6qLRenDfk/TxxAQbJQ7YI/AAAAAAAAA4w/y46t7ZgOpeI/s72-c/77.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-6912405310277465514</id><published>2012-01-22T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T18:08:08.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What could have been;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just saw the cutest thing while&amp;nbsp;I was out with the bro &amp;amp; he bought it for me! :) Share about it when I have the time. Meanwhile,&amp;nbsp;a couple of photos from yesterday and I'm off to pen a birthday card before prepping for the reunion dinner tonight. &amp;amp; I must must clear out my wardrobe too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LQVsZ4cPvMw/TxvTX3KfMgI/AAAAAAAAA34/ErXVqAEQEpg/s1600/2012-01-21+12.30.15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LQVsZ4cPvMw/TxvTX3KfMgI/AAAAAAAAA34/ErXVqAEQEpg/s1600/2012-01-21+12.30.15.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ngGQ2EP_aA/TxvUS1HPz1I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/nuU2gtgt-GU/s1600/74.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ngGQ2EP_aA/TxvUS1HPz1I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/nuU2gtgt-GU/s1600/74.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just saw&amp;nbsp;this question on my &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/shuangwei" target="_blank"&gt;formspring&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;earlier this morning: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;What's one thing about the past year that you would change?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The answer came to mind immediately, cause I only have that one little regret from my 2011. Except, as much as I think things could have been better between us, it could have gotten worse too. Imagine if we were not on talking terms anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I guess I would rather just be &lt;em&gt;inconspicuous&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿At least we can joke and laugh and talk, like nothing matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-6912405310277465514?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/6912405310277465514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-could-have-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6912405310277465514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6912405310277465514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-could-have-been.html' title='What could have been;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LQVsZ4cPvMw/TxvTX3KfMgI/AAAAAAAAA34/ErXVqAEQEpg/s72-c/2012-01-21+12.30.15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-6148441737896916530</id><published>2012-01-22T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T00:19:25.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sweet contentment;</title><content type='html'>Can't be more glad the week is finally over! Had a pretty good week at school cause there are nice people in every class. :) counting my blessings, truly. Nonetheless, the work's piling up and was pretty stressed about completing my 150 pages of readings before Friday's class. I somehow managed to do it and completed the grp assignment due next week too. Could literally feel the smile on my face when our meeting ended on Friday night. Contentment. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I am not in full gear for school yet. But I'm moving forward with still a lot of bliss in me somehow. I haven't quite figured out what it is, I just know I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post up tonight. I'm tired but I shant drag my updates anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;21 January 2012 (Saturday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did my last min cny shopping!&lt;br /&gt;Efficiency max mode on cause time was short.&lt;br /&gt;I definitely need to head back to town for a round 2 after the cny heh. So many things I would have swept off the shelves if not cause I had to leave. I found a little piece of haven today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit the streets of Chinatown with Ali today to soak up the cny festive mood. :)&lt;br /&gt;A lil disappointing cause there are very few stalls compared to my recollection from many years back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vLl1KTsWOrA/TxrV-brV-bI/AAAAAAAAA3g/U-3Ca0oe0SM/s1600/AjsCw3hCAAIOqZ8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vLl1KTsWOrA/TxrV-brV-bI/AAAAAAAAA3g/U-3Ca0oe0SM/s1600/AjsCw3hCAAIOqZ8.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Walked over to Maxwell after that and&amp;nbsp;whiled a couple of hours&amp;nbsp;away eating and talking.&amp;nbsp;It was&amp;nbsp;a nice hideout from the rain. Ate so much, it felt like two meals in one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; a&amp;nbsp;good part of the night was just whiled away along the street and river and Raffles place and Clarke Quay. :*) I like to be out and away from crowd, so I'm glad we didn't hit the malls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is just how I would like to spend my time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n6dZOskVVBQ/TxrWAUiTP4I/AAAAAAAAA3o/70ipvKjmpUw/s1600/404476_10150484035406386_593956385_9255540_1804690604_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n6dZOskVVBQ/TxrWAUiTP4I/AAAAAAAAA3o/70ipvKjmpUw/s1600/404476_10150484035406386_593956385_9255540_1804690604_n.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next meetup, we're going swimming! hehe :*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;17 January 2012 (Tuesday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Yoshimaru Ramen along Holland V!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say is, this was our pact and it happened.&lt;br /&gt;Had a lovely time together and I'm already looking forward to the one next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[17] :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAHzx6MaQzc/TxrRGcfTVKI/AAAAAAAAA3I/3t_7RfwOI2g/s1600/P1150853.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAHzx6MaQzc/TxrRGcfTVKI/AAAAAAAAA3I/3t_7RfwOI2g/s1600/P1150853.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SpUXJUyC4rI/TxrRQEqe_7I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/QkCN9Q-19Ew/s1600/P1150860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SpUXJUyC4rI/TxrRQEqe_7I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/QkCN9Q-19Ew/s1600/P1150860.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l07bPhpQfwY/TxrRULhM65I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/NfPn6jXa1fM/s1600/P1150865a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l07bPhpQfwY/TxrRULhM65I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/NfPn6jXa1fM/s1600/P1150865a.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;16 January 2012 (Monday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A short hour meetup with Ali in town! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8MdjkIj_9_0/TxrQv_LWwAI/AAAAAAAAA24/3RZrG36tTXk/s1600/IMG-20120117-WA0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8MdjkIj_9_0/TxrQv_LWwAI/AAAAAAAAA24/3RZrG36tTXk/s1600/IMG-20120117-WA0001.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then headed back to NUS to find Cailing :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I still love school. Such a good feeling being back, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gjtshYut9sM/TxrQyIRv8fI/AAAAAAAAA3A/tShd1hFTCm4/s1600/386555_10150697867254829_551584828_12310857_2059319050_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gjtshYut9sM/TxrQyIRv8fI/AAAAAAAAA3A/tShd1hFTCm4/s1600/386555_10150697867254829_551584828_12310857_2059319050_n.jpg" width="206px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And at the end of the day, it's the people that count.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I owe every bit of my smile to them. X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7516756974291014122-6148441737896916530?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/6148441737896916530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-sweet-contentment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6148441737896916530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6148441737896916530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-sweet-contentment.html' title='My sweet contentment;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vLl1KTsWOrA/TxrV-brV-bI/AAAAAAAAA3g/U-3Ca0oe0SM/s72-c/AjsCw3hCAAIOqZ8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-6095371198832854533</id><published>2012-01-19T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T01:32:14.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh;</title><content type='html'>Was talking to&amp;nbsp;a good friend&amp;nbsp;yesterday and I was telling her how she crosses my mind &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every single day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that difficult at all. There's always a trigger point - Sometimes it's our photos, or the text msgs she sends or something completely random happens and I just feel like telling her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5c-Z0S5zY4w/Txa7wcCcUXI/AAAAAAAAA2g/ZK-NSQWqc68/s1600/tumblr_lw1aonHyuA1qdm701o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234px" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5c-Z0S5zY4w/Txa7wcCcUXI/AAAAAAAAA2g/ZK-NSQWqc68/s320/tumblr_lw1aonHyuA1qdm701o1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; there's you too.&lt;/em&gt; Every passing day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight, I missed you super much. So close to telling you but I haven't (one part an ego thing). It's especially difficult on some days, when you're there yet not really there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sjKKJMypOyE/TxcA2Hhn0rI/AAAAAAAAA2o/z_irvVYOfDs/s1600/tumblr_lxwuwcj8gU1qb8ikqo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="35px" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sjKKJMypOyE/TxcA2Hhn0rI/AAAAAAAAA2o/z_irvVYOfDs/s320/tumblr_lxwuwcj8gU1qb8ikqo1_500.png" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I missed you today, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just like I did yesterday, and just like I would tomorrow.&lt;/em&gt; X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-6095371198832854533?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/6095371198832854533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6095371198832854533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6095371198832854533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/sigh.html' title='Sigh;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5c-Z0S5zY4w/Txa7wcCcUXI/AAAAAAAAA2g/ZK-NSQWqc68/s72-c/tumblr_lw1aonHyuA1qdm701o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-438711992468080314</id><published>2012-01-18T20:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T21:48:16.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't let love pass me by;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14 January 2012 (Saturday):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brunch at &lt;em&gt;Hosted On The Patio&lt;/em&gt; with the dancers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January is the birthday month indeed. We have 5 dance girls with their birthdays this month, but only 3 could make it that aftenoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosted On&amp;nbsp;The Patio&amp;nbsp;have the most attentive staff, but extremely mediocre food. &amp;amp; they only&amp;nbsp;offer brunch menu on weekends. I love breakfasts, and each set was only about $16 on average but this is one place not worth a second try. Can't quite decide if it's poor menu or poor cullinary skills, I just didn't quite like the food. The only redeeming point is, the place's pretty hidden. I would only head back for the seclusion, if ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday girls, with their sunflowers;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r90VPubzf7k/TxavPyzkAhI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/a_fmHSGfoJs/s1600/70.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r90VPubzf7k/TxavPyzkAhI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/a_fmHSGfoJs/s1600/70.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ns8E2LUjH0/TxavRunH5zI/AAAAAAAAA1g/q215OMtMUzQ/s1600/69.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ns8E2LUjH0/TxavRunH5zI/AAAAAAAAA1g/q215OMtMUzQ/s1600/69.JPG" width="293px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So cute, blowing with puffed up cheeks! :*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R3KytYRGgb4/TxavTQDgt5I/AAAAAAAAA1o/f5tQuJFYYHQ/s1600/71.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246px" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R3KytYRGgb4/TxavTQDgt5I/AAAAAAAAA1o/f5tQuJFYYHQ/s1600/71.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All the girls that day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9fP0M423SN0/TxavUwP25FI/AAAAAAAAA1w/wJUxRk-8pv0/s1600/72.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206px" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9fP0M423SN0/TxavUwP25FI/AAAAAAAAA1w/wJUxRk-8pv0/s1600/72.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Other than qings and shui, the rest of us has long given up on dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Looking forward to the day we could just redo one of our items tgt, or even &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for that matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe it's time to just head back to RJ one day and crash the studio. I heard they added mirrors to one of the corridors we used to go to whenever the studio was occupied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of our last items tgt - Balloons of Faith;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DfheEfLMia0/Txayn1OOn_I/AAAAAAAAA2I/Dzq7jnT9BRI/s1600/ballons7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212px" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DfheEfLMia0/Txayn1OOn_I/AAAAAAAAA2I/Dzq7jnT9BRI/s1600/ballons7.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zqtMUtRrENA/TxayhTvfW0I/AAAAAAAAA2A/uHnFXklnW-Y/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219px" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zqtMUtRrENA/TxayhTvfW0I/AAAAAAAAA2A/uHnFXklnW-Y/s1600/2.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of those rehearsals, when we were still so unpolished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We just spent the night afterwards repeating segments over and over again. So high-strung and people got impatient, annoyed, irritated. But at the end of it, still rather go back to those days than to be so single-dimensional now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nryGRMKWako" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time to text all the girls soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's really difficult for everyone to get along well together. Performing dissolves barriers, but only while it lasts on stage and in the studio. I guess this was one of my failures - we were never the bonded cca. We talk about bonding all the time. It's like one of the things you never leave out from the vision for the team, but one of the things that's always left incomplete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We get the job done, every single time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But when it came to the people, we left it as it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ironically, we were fragmented in this supposed team activity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-438711992468080314?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/438711992468080314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-of-those-angry-moments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/438711992468080314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/438711992468080314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-of-those-angry-moments.html' title='Don&apos;t let love pass me by;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r90VPubzf7k/TxavPyzkAhI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/a_fmHSGfoJs/s72-c/70.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-3417168984222081800</id><published>2012-01-17T03:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T03:09:08.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosy retrospection;</title><content type='html'>Textbook woes. I am super annoyed cause it's week 2 and I haven't got all my textbooks yet. And it feels like I won't get them anytime soon cause one of them is especially elusive. Every text I receive that says the book is sold just crushes me. :( Somebody, just sell me your textbk. I don't care if it's highlighted, marked, ugly or whatever. As long as the pages are not falling out, I am v v satisfied and contented. Such a silly thing to be unhappy over, but I need totality. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just spent my entire day out and I can only say, time flies. The hours flew past like minutes. It was such a lovely feeling going back to school. I was smiling while walking along the pavement from arts to biz. Sometimes, I really wonder if things are really that great, or do I just make them out to be better than what it really is? It sounds like&amp;nbsp;I have the perfect friends and a&amp;nbsp;perfect school life. The truth is, I don't. I just amplify the good a lot somehow, cause I appreciate them so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrupt end to this post cause I started on it before midnight, but it's 255am now. Just had a really long chat with cailing on the phone and it's a very nice time spent talking. :) I think one of our consensus is that, you have to put in the effort for friendships. It need not be that fervent or conscious, but it has to exist. You cannot expect a friend to always be there for you if you can't even be bothered to reply msgs, let alone make the effort to keep up with the friend. If you are feeling guilty reading this, &lt;strong&gt;you are guilty&lt;/strong&gt;. Better make good before you lose your friends. You nv rightfully deserve anyone in your life, so don't take anyone for granted. My advice: If you treasure someone, say it and mean it and show it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so so happy! Just received an unexpected fb msg and that was a very timely reminder for me to reply another one. See, just that bit of effort can actually make someone's day. :) I am suddenly so thankful again for friends who bother. :*) It's really not about how far apart you are or how&amp;nbsp;often you talk. It's really just how much you mean it. (And that's two friends I will will treasure!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, this is for my most loyal blog reader. I was gonna text you, but I decided I shall give you a special mention here, cause I know you will definitely read this before I see you tomorrow. :) I'm super touched and heartened that when we made the pact to meet every month, you really made the effort to ensure we will meet tmr as planned. 17th. :*) There is no doubt, you're a keeper. And I just want to say: Thank you. For being such a good friend, for bothering and for trying. You have no idea how much I really appreciate this. It's unintentional and not planned at all, but this just perfectly proves my above point on putting in that effort for people you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) so happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-3417168984222081800?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/3417168984222081800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/rosy-retrospection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/3417168984222081800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/3417168984222081800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/rosy-retrospection.html' title='Rosy retrospection;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-7850533616848569495</id><published>2012-01-15T20:13:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T20:13:00.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We fell out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;8 January 2012 (Sunday):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you seen this girl around?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're like best friends turned rivals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jNSuODThrLk/TxKf5VxVJUI/AAAAAAAAA1A/cJkkirjTlx0/s1600/65.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241px" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jNSuODThrLk/TxKf5VxVJUI/AAAAAAAAA1A/cJkkirjTlx0/s1600/65.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hehe I kid you!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I swear all my friends who don't know Ali in real life, knows her from my facebook cause there's always photos of us! And I am not complaining one bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And you know what, I can't believe it's only been 1 exact week since&amp;nbsp;I last saw her (I just checked the date while typing up this post). It's crazy how the past week felt so&amp;nbsp;so long! What did school do to me. :( (It's kinda already&amp;nbsp;proven from last night that school made me stupid-er. Gosh.) I ramble a lot these days too and laugh like non-stop. I think I am happy. :*) Not because because of school, just because of school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d75tPNfKqEQ/TxKf3_L0_lI/AAAAAAAAA04/-xyxq3oBEKU/s1600/66.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d75tPNfKqEQ/TxKf3_L0_lI/AAAAAAAAA04/-xyxq3oBEKU/s1600/66.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was telling Ali how for once, she has like way longer hair than me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still getting used to seeing photos of my shorter hair. It was already strange to begin with, cause I used to look at my photos and thought it's so weird how they are all photos of me. I can't really describe it, but I'm just not acquainted with my own looks? It's almost as though I don't recognise myself all the time. It's so surreal to think that in all the photos, the person I'm staring at is really me. I still feel that way all the time. Am I the only one like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And so, it's strange to&amp;nbsp;a whole new level now that I have chopped my hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Like how can this same person still be me???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And so I just decided to look through some old photos with Ali, when I still had my long hair. (Just got reminded how I can't have a long side braid anymore ): )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wqygKJsTlks/TxKf7OAfVCI/AAAAAAAAA1I/ITt3zXRlCRk/s1600/68.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wqygKJsTlks/TxKf7OAfVCI/AAAAAAAAA1I/ITt3zXRlCRk/s1600/68.jpg" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hehe this bottom left hand corner one is from super long ago! Like december 2010 when Ali came over my place to bake and we had afternoon tea. Fish fingers! One of Ali's fave food. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anw, I'm super preferring the short hair now. A lot of friends seem to like it better too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm ditching the feminine, girly look!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly, my current wallpaper on the laptop :*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You have no idea how comforted I am whenever I switch on the laptop and see this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jGgTINxZfeI/TxKf7_OjwdI/AAAAAAAAA1M/6kL-0Ncui20/s1600/64.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="175px" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jGgTINxZfeI/TxKf7_OjwdI/AAAAAAAAA1M/6kL-0Ncui20/s1600/64.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It just makes me feel like I'm home and safe and loved. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think I am meeting Ali tmr! :*) we promised that we will make time, because it's really just how much effort you wanna put in for the other person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;p.s. I apologise for&amp;nbsp;some really strange parts in this&amp;nbsp;post. I really think school made me a little off tangent. Friends who just read this, pls still be my friends. I am still quite sane, most of the time! hahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's so so easy to fall into&amp;nbsp;your very same trap. I feel like I tripped into it&amp;nbsp;again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; I realised something: you weren't even trying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's just the way you are and the things you do to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sigh, you're magical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You make me wanna smile at you, in person, so so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-7850533616848569495?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/7850533616848569495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-fell-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7850533616848569495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7850533616848569495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-fell-out.html' title='We fell out!'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jNSuODThrLk/TxKf5VxVJUI/AAAAAAAAA1A/cJkkirjTlx0/s72-c/65.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-4884362139088995771</id><published>2012-01-15T01:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T03:58:20.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not that hard, really;</title><content type='html'>It's true when people say expectations kill, it so does. How do we end up having crazy high standards of others and always so blind towards our ownselves? I always think I know myself so damn well (at least, most of the time) but tonight, I felt so forced into a corner, I said it out. I said: "I am apathetic, that's just me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just felt stopped in my tracks. I seriously wonder how apathetic am I, if I'm even apathetic to begin with. Maybe it's just my convenient excuse, like I say it and act it whenever I want to avoid confrontational situations. But then again, it's probably inherently in me, cause a lot of times, &lt;strong&gt;I really just feel nothing at all&lt;/strong&gt;. It's like I'm so void of feelings and am fully conscious of that lack of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm&amp;nbsp;hardly angry or upset, I just like to keep quiet and have my silence. But I guess that's what provokes the other party most of the time -&amp;nbsp;because they expect&amp;nbsp;me to voice out my (barely existent) displeasure. And that's when I lose it. I don't like being made to talk when I don't want to. Leave me alone and we can have our rainbows and unicorns soon after. I don't understand why must we force ourselves to talk over things when it will just blow over so easily. Not everything needs an explanation or a conclusion. And just one more thing, I hate it when people have to drag third parties into anything that should just involve two of us. The moment a third person has to be involved, there is no way I want to be part of the whole situation anymore. This is like my utmost test of tolerance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of rant. &lt;strike&gt;This could have been the perfect day.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so close to perfect, it is perfect. :*) we don't need much. This is really all&amp;nbsp;I need. I was just thinking, if we could be like that for real the whole time, won't I be living in my perfect (myopic) bliss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the month of birthdays! :)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fEQWK0HjAsw/TxG6x81W6qI/AAAAAAAAA0o/f2Wzx25ln7I/s1600/62.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fEQWK0HjAsw/TxG6x81W6qI/AAAAAAAAA0o/f2Wzx25ln7I/s1600/62.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aRLEyolllT4/TxG7doLKsyI/AAAAAAAAA0w/01BCEGjGCoo/s1600/63.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aRLEyolllT4/TxG7doLKsyI/AAAAAAAAA0w/01BCEGjGCoo/s1600/63.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sigh, I miss the people so so so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The guys are still so funny, I laughed till my tummy hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pls tell me why such lovely people exist. :*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and yay bumped into WJ at holland v tonight! :) let's hope we really do meet up next week. Can't wait to hear what it is that he has to tell me. Scratch that. I just can't wait to meet and talk. Finally, it's so much easier to meet up. I can't be any more grateful. x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-4884362139088995771?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/4884362139088995771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-true-when-people-say-expectations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4884362139088995771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4884362139088995771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-true-when-people-say-expectations.html' title='It&apos;s not that hard, really;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fEQWK0HjAsw/TxG6x81W6qI/AAAAAAAAA0o/f2Wzx25ln7I/s72-c/62.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-5664352104910386097</id><published>2012-01-13T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T00:33:58.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regrets;</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;3. I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people suppressed their feelings in order to keep peace with&amp;nbsp;others. As a result, they settled for a mediocre existence and never became who they were truly capable of becoming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We cannot control the reactions of others.&lt;/strong&gt; However, although&amp;nbsp;people may initially react when you change the way you are by speaking&amp;nbsp;honestly, in the end it raises the&amp;nbsp;relationship&amp;nbsp;to a whole new and&amp;nbsp;healthier level. &lt;strong&gt;Either that or it releases the unhealthy&amp;nbsp;relationship&amp;nbsp;from your life.&lt;/strong&gt; Either way, you win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.empowernetwork.com/Caroline/blog/nurse-reveals-the-top-5-regrets-people-make-on-their-deathbed/"&gt;http://www.empowernetwork.com/Caroline/blog/nurse-reveals-the-top-5-regrets-people-make-on-their-deathbed/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;Just expect the worst and most things really do get much better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into a friend from my JC while I was in school today and I was pleasantly surprised she said hi. She's definitely one of those people I've always wished&amp;nbsp;I could&amp;nbsp;get to know better, but because of the most silly reason, we "fell out" before we even got to know each other well. But seeing her today, I only have one word - motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway one of the best things about school now is, I have super legitimate reasons to meet up with some of my other good friends much more often! One of them is Jang, and it feels like JC school days all over again. :*) I have no idea why, but she's like the only person I can manja to, even when she asks me to stop it&amp;nbsp;or tells me: "WHAT YOU WANT?"&amp;nbsp;hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mOukzsD6tfI/Tw8G-ac9-YI/AAAAAAAAA0I/KMU5K_Rd5lc/s1600/58.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="86px" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mOukzsD6tfI/Tw8G-ac9-YI/AAAAAAAAA0I/KMU5K_Rd5lc/s1600/58.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KMI-lEdPE_U/Tw8HAeByNuI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/fJlv4vHYyxU/s1600/59.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="120px" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KMI-lEdPE_U/Tw8HAeByNuI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/fJlv4vHYyxU/s1600/59.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I like Jang a lot, cause she can do anything and everything! :*) not exaggerating, but it even feels like she can hold up the sky for me if it falls while we are together. Said this before in one of my old posts - whenever my food tastes odd, I'll ask her to try it for me and she will ngiam me, but still try it for me! I don't think I can still find such sacrificial friends hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw today, she was sharing with another friend about her&amp;nbsp;epic first day story&amp;nbsp;in J1. She came into class, looked around, and thought to herself: "suay, why got ah lian in this class."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, that was her first impression of me hahha. I think this story will live with us till we're 80 cause she still tells it and remembers it very very well. In my defense, I just liked to tie my hair in a ponytail without using a comb. I describe my own preferred style in JC as ruggard and sis used to say I look like a scruffy puppy in my oversized uniform. In any case, I guess I just didn't want to be prim and proper but definitely wasn't trying to be an ah lian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trivial from the good old days! Anw time for bed now so I can be a hero during class tmr :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-5664352104910386097?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/5664352104910386097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/regrets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5664352104910386097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5664352104910386097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/regrets.html' title='Regrets;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mOukzsD6tfI/Tw8G-ac9-YI/AAAAAAAAA0I/KMU5K_Rd5lc/s72-c/58.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-532643500220225133</id><published>2012-01-11T20:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T20:22:34.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue-er than the deep blue sea;</title><content type='html'>You really can't have everything going perfect for you, can you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't had this feeling in such a long time, it was really helpless beyond words. Wasn't the slightest bit wrong when I thought I was fortunate, cause I really was. Turn left, turn right, or even, turn my back against, I always&amp;nbsp;had my safety net. But today, it just wasn't my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was that close to tearing, but I held it in. I just don't like&amp;nbsp;making wrong decisions. And what's adding to this day of blues is the fact that the sis is in school now having lessons until 9pm. :( :'( I'm not being a baby but I can't live without the sis sometimes. I wrote a note on our whiteboard yesterday saying that I was suffering from 'separation anxiety attack' and what that means is, I get anxious when we are separated (not all the time, obviously). It happens when I'm feeling scared or unsure or uneasy about something, then I just need her to be around me &lt;strong&gt;the whole time&lt;/strong&gt; so I'll feel safe and assured. Sigh. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ok. In sis's words, I'm a warrior. I'm going to right the wrongs and make things work. On to a better day tomorrow! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;5 January 2012 (Thursday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tried cable-skiing at Batam for the very first time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Super lucky to have a fine weather, wasn't too hot, just that little bit glaring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bumped into another group of NUS students there and they seem pretty seasoned at the sport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All beginners start with the kneeboards, and I think you can't go too wrong as long as you follow their instructions to lean forward, while the cables pull you along. But experiencing the actual speed&amp;nbsp;is nothing like watching it. It's definitely way faster&amp;nbsp;than it looks, and requires quite a bit of arm strength cause the cable tugs extremely hard, especially at all the bends.&amp;nbsp;We all died from crazily pain muscleache the next day; no joke when I say it feels like someone yanked your arms off and sloppily reattached them back for you. Sean said he couldn't scratch his back. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the guys were pretty much immobilised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kvFwhnl94wE/Tw1fXMF8U8I/AAAAAAAAAzg/q2dCBbantNs/s1600/P1150631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kvFwhnl94wE/Tw1fXMF8U8I/AAAAAAAAAzg/q2dCBbantNs/s1600/P1150631.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; no, I haven't been able to stand up on the boards like this! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gave up after a few tries cause I started sneezing non-stop and was getting feverish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xCkx9GL5EzM/Tw1fp8sGmfI/AAAAAAAAAzw/tpZPUUmhRWQ/s1600/P1150660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xCkx9GL5EzM/Tw1fp8sGmfI/AAAAAAAAAzw/tpZPUUmhRWQ/s1600/P1150660.JPG" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The guys were really persistent at it. We spent our entire afternoon there, at least 6 hours of sun and water. I was out of my life jacket already cause I couldn't continue. Just knew I was falling sick when&amp;nbsp;I woke up with a throat pain. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gAYOs5RfF08/Tw1fy2WldaI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5-zTAjiL-C0/s1600/P1150658.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gAYOs5RfF08/Tw1fy2WldaI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5-zTAjiL-C0/s1600/P1150658.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But everyone had fun nonetheless and the bestest part of it all, no one got hurt. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Spent the next three days&amp;nbsp;with a high fever and the most painful headache ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I never really had headache in my life before, this was just one fatal blow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The doc said it's natural cause I was running a high fever. (they made me wear a mask in the clinic, I swear I almost suffocated. :( and each time I breathe out from my nose, the air is so warm, it really felt like sauna.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just waiting for the cough to recover now. Cause it's making me quite an anti-social. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The trade-off of hardly falling sick is, it gets so bad for that very one time that it happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At least this means I am gonna be so fit and well for the rest of 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-532643500220225133?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/532643500220225133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/blue-er-than-deep-blue-sea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/532643500220225133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/532643500220225133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/blue-er-than-deep-blue-sea.html' title='Blue-er than the deep blue sea;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kvFwhnl94wE/Tw1fXMF8U8I/AAAAAAAAAzg/q2dCBbantNs/s72-c/P1150631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-4053718012019219445</id><published>2012-01-10T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T23:49:40.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day jitters;</title><content type='html'>School for this semester officially starts tomorrow and I have no idea why, but I do feel a little unsettled. Guess it's cause I don't know what to expect. In any case, I'm done looking through both sets of notes for tomorrow. I just wished I had all my textbks sitting in front of me. sigh, one of those OCD moments again. I must have all my notes printed out and textbks purchased before I can start studying proper. And I must have every single piece of paper filed up before I can start revision for the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a slight panic attack cause it already feels like this will be another hectic semester. People have been telling me to slow down, relax, take it&amp;nbsp;easy, slack a little, etc.&amp;nbsp;I have no&amp;nbsp;reply for that because some things, I just want to do my best for it. Maybe&amp;nbsp;we're too privileged; we take our education for granted, we lament at having to mug and take the exams. My take on this is: If you hate it&amp;nbsp;so much, quit school. No one is holding you back. In fact, you're&amp;nbsp;hogging a space that you don't quite&amp;nbsp;deserve. But then again, people are realistic. They want (or need)&amp;nbsp;the degree &amp;amp; recognition but they are only willing to give that bit of effort. So you know what's their justification for their half-hearted efforts? They will tell you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Results are not everything."﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sounds familiar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course&amp;nbsp;grades are&amp;nbsp;not everything, but then again, what is everything? Why would you need something to mean everything before you can work hard for it? Doesn't this make you a very non-dependable person? Don't use this phrase as an easy way out. Unless you're doing very well, else this would just sound like an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each phase of our lives, we hold different responsibilities. For now, one of those responsibilities is being a student. Perhaps you can say "Good grades are not everything". It's true, if you read Outliers, you'll see how the author attributes many successes to 'Opportunity'. But opportunity without capability will only get you that far. My bottomline is, whatever you do, put in your best effort. There shouldn't exist a need to justify why you are putting in less effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, if you're one of those people whose dream in life is to chill and be laidback in your studies, go ahead. There's no need to rally your friends around you to do the same or worse still,&amp;nbsp;fault them&amp;nbsp;for working hard. That makes you a bad friend cause you're not acting in the best interests of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a long rant cause the root of this issue boils down to an&amp;nbsp;attitude problem, which can be fixed if people start realising. As a student, it makes perfect sense to be dedicating a large portion of your time to your studies, just like how you would spend alot of time on your work when you're in the corporate world next time. I don't see how there should be any difference between both situations; it's all about 'responsibilities' and how well you can keep to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for bed now! Have to be up at 6+ so I'll have lots of time before my first class starts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-4053718012019219445?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/4053718012019219445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-day-jitters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4053718012019219445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4053718012019219445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-day-jitters.html' title='First day jitters;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-2252314754256953012</id><published>2012-01-09T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T23:55:21.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 New Year's Eve;</title><content type='html'>I'm back! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been feeling so sick for the past few days that for once, I didn't want to touch my phone or laptop. I guess it's cause I was perpetually drowsy,&amp;nbsp;I wanted to just&amp;nbsp;stay disconnected and not expend energy on surfing the net or replying msgs (both of which usually takes up a fair bit of time and effort). At least I'm much better now. Still extremely drowsy and light-headed but the fever is gone. I'm just waiting for the pain in my throat to subside, cause now it just feels like I'm swallowing stones and it hurts so bad. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;﻿31st December 2011 (Saturday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The very very last day of 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Celebrated nye and countdown with the dancers this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really dislike crowd, chaos and squeezing, hence we popped by a quieter place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it was such an unbelievably&amp;nbsp;brilliant choice. :*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner @ Yoshimaru for some ramen.&lt;br /&gt;I love this polaroid; it's twice the size of the usual instax film.&lt;br /&gt;Got it complimentary from the staff who asked if they take a photo of us. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6rGKUs6Fw7E/Twr_6LFEzZI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/ZzKDtCYUPSM/s1600/P1150431.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6rGKUs6Fw7E/Twr_6LFEzZI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/ZzKDtCYUPSM/s1600/P1150431.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hopped by starbucks for some coffee before settling at nydc to while time until the countdown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nydc had a really good playlist that night; love the songs that were playing over their speakers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But the&amp;nbsp;real party only began&amp;nbsp;when the pub next door started blasting their music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The mood was kind of high and somehow, everyone was so happy and energized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The happiness was infectious; I liked it a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So this was how we spent our countdown. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xZH6MDMTJDQ/TwsAHXupWXI/AAAAAAAAAxY/lIe25VZGnkE/s1600/P1150448.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xZH6MDMTJDQ/TwsAHXupWXI/AAAAAAAAAxY/lIe25VZGnkE/s1600/P1150448.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Went over to C's house at 2am&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;chill at their new private jacuzzi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had some baileys, ham and turkey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g822xDmbpsY/TwsAckRe62I/AAAAAAAAAxo/sTnguHZ1vCw/s1600/P1150484.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-USQ5KKe3E1I/TwsAmIQ6qkI/AAAAAAAAAxw/oJCcGNLxc9Y/s1600/P1150493.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-USQ5KKe3E1I/TwsAmIQ6qkI/AAAAAAAAAxw/oJCcGNLxc9Y/s1600/P1150493.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With the girls :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vlYAjoWLJ0k/TwsNKKkkvyI/AAAAAAAAAyY/XlHUrC0lcLI/s1600/P1150496a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vlYAjoWLJ0k/TwsNKKkkvyI/AAAAAAAAAyY/XlHUrC0lcLI/s1600/P1150496a.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this was us almost 2 years ago;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(just realised we're in the exact same position!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PSOpVeKb0sg/TwsH5Qqn-TI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Mr9To1up-a4/s1600/girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PSOpVeKb0sg/TwsH5Qqn-TI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Mr9To1up-a4/s1600/girls.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stayed up through the night, all the way till next morning before I could finally catch a wink at 8am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;By then, I was tired beyond words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly, have never been the kind who looks forward to the start of a new year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I guess cause a new year holds nothing significant for me. The divide between last year and next year is so arbitrary anyway. There's no promise of a better year ahead and almost everything is still as unpredictable. Each passing year only means you become 1 year older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if 2012 truly marks the end of the world, what would you do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; guess what would I do.&lt;/em&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/7516756974291014122-2252314754256953012?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/2252314754256953012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/2011-new-years-eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/2252314754256953012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/2252314754256953012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/2011-new-years-eve.html' title='2011 New Year&apos;s Eve;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6rGKUs6Fw7E/Twr_6LFEzZI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/ZzKDtCYUPSM/s72-c/P1150431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-6748807261881899551</id><published>2012-01-06T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T23:23:44.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blacked out;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Still recovering from&amp;nbsp;the fever and sores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fainted for the very first time today and somehow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;being sick just makes you feel much more alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gonna head back to bed again very soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; I'm super craving for a lot of food. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Back from cable ski-ing at batam :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just super thankful that it was a safe trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;None of the guys spotted what was different, even after I told them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I thought it was super obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wC9GrudwTKc/TwcPjGPxr-I/AAAAAAAAAww/DBr3inwolRc/s1600/2012-01-04_14.00.36.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8SwuhC3J1kU/TwcPmE0yeZI/AAAAAAAAAw4/V92USoGmkS4/s1600/2012-01-04_14.24.06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8SwuhC3J1kU/TwcPmE0yeZI/AAAAAAAAAw4/V92USoGmkS4/s1600/2012-01-04_14.24.06.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ROVMDZDcpcE/TwcPo89S2EI/AAAAAAAAAxA/_8Rb7ED2UBQ/s1600/2012-01-04_14.35.33.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ROVMDZDcpcE/TwcPo89S2EI/AAAAAAAAAxA/_8Rb7ED2UBQ/s1600/2012-01-04_14.35.33.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea how I got used to it so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except, each time I see this photo on my hp wallpaper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H70j0-pXF98/TwcQ7J1P6cI/AAAAAAAAAxI/PYl2UFdaoNk/s1600/43.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H70j0-pXF98/TwcQ7J1P6cI/AAAAAAAAAxI/PYl2UFdaoNk/s1600/43.JPG" width="242px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it kinda hits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's a new year,&lt;br /&gt;new year of changes and new beginnings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-6748807261881899551?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/6748807261881899551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/blacked-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6748807261881899551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6748807261881899551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/blacked-out.html' title='Blacked out;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wC9GrudwTKc/TwcPjGPxr-I/AAAAAAAAAww/DBr3inwolRc/s72-c/2012-01-04_14.00.36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-721252589993217714</id><published>2012-01-04T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:30:13.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Felt so much like before, but we're nowhere close;</title><content type='html'>You know what's the most haunting part about dreams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's when everything seems so pretty and real, until you wake up realising it was all a dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, it's really not about the make-beliefs that make you let out that little sigh. It's the 'used-to-be's that make you so&amp;nbsp;painfully aware of how things have changed for the worse, and it's probably never gonna be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a victim of my own dreams for over a week. It's discomforting how it always revolves around the same you, with a recurring storyline of us conversing and me laughing. And when I wake up, that is one of the most sinking feeling, ever. Thankfully, I slip back into sleep soon after cause I'm just usually so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thinking too much creates a problem that wasn't even there in the first place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy, but I've been trying. Been making a very conscious effort to keep you and what we shared out of my mind. I'm a self-professed stone-heart and I must keep to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, safe trip tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-721252589993217714?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/721252589993217714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/felt-so-much-like-before-but-were.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/721252589993217714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/721252589993217714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/felt-so-much-like-before-but-were.html' title='Felt so much like before, but we&apos;re nowhere close;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-8478586464892925204</id><published>2012-01-03T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T00:03:48.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An irresponsible love;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can I&amp;nbsp;love, when I'm afraid to fall?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But watching you stand&amp;nbsp;alone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all of my doubts suddenly go away&amp;nbsp;somehow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One step closer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rtOvBOTyX00" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been listening to this song quite a bit lately and&amp;nbsp;I like the way the blues seep through&amp;nbsp;so subtly;&amp;nbsp;bittersweet melancholy, yet there's just something hopefully promising in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got mildly riled up in the wee hours of the new year morning, despite my peepers threatening to shut on me. In short, a friend's ex broke up with her, said mean stuff and went separate ways, until recently, they were both involved in the same overseas school trip. Their paths crossed again and he started calling her so many times when they returned to Singapore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talked about their past and expectedly, he wanted her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said to him: "&lt;strong&gt;This&lt;/strong&gt; (their past r/s) was &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt; I wanted, but not anymore."&lt;br /&gt;And she wanted him to stop calling her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she's over him, but the whole episode still makes her so sad. The sadness was telling. She still chokes on her words when she&amp;nbsp;spoke about them and you could hear the quiver in her voice. And&amp;nbsp;it's been almost a year since the breakup. A whole year of new friends, new thoughts, new experiences, but still not enough to override that pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That just made me feel so unjustified for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved her,&lt;br /&gt;Broke her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so selfish, really, to think that someone else is at your dispense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumped her when he found another and then tore her up with his bitterness.&lt;br /&gt;Then when he realised she's a really good catch afterall, he tried to get her back using their past as a bait. Why bring up the past when you have nullified it the very moment you devalued her and the relationship with your thoughtless words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How irresponsible can such people be, thinking that they have the right to manipulate&amp;nbsp;another person's&amp;nbsp;feelings. You don't destroy a soul so carelessly and then expect the very same soul to pull itself together for you, just so you can deconstruct it yet another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So glad there's someone new in her life to break her free from this entanglement.&lt;br /&gt;It's true that the best (and sometimes, the only) way to get over someone, is to have another someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, have some respect.&lt;br /&gt;Love is neither a past time nor a novelty. It is&amp;nbsp;a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;And if you're not up to it, don't involve others in your fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have died everyday waiting for you.&amp;nbsp;﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-8478586464892925204?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/8478586464892925204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-can-i-when-im-afraid-to-fall-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/8478586464892925204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/8478586464892925204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-can-i-when-im-afraid-to-fall-but.html' title='An irresponsible love;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://img.youtube.com/vi/rtOvBOTyX00/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-4271477511024257996</id><published>2012-01-01T14:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T14:51:57.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012; what would you hold for me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've decided against reposting my 2010 reflections, simply because I would have to omit most stuff since it was quite raw and personal. The highlight of 2010 was definitely entering uni and till today, after three hectic semesters, I still think it's the &lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt; decision in my life so far. So many times, strangers have asked me about school and whether I like it. I say 'yes' with a passion&amp;nbsp;and I say to them: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I really love almost every single module I've done in school."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They always say I'm the first person they know to like school so much, but that's how much I'm loving and treasuring&amp;nbsp;where I am. Because of that, I&amp;nbsp;never find it a chore being in class or doing my work or mugging for the exams. Everytime the work piles up and the stress gets to me, I just remind myself that I'm lucky doing what I really enjoy and that helps me tide through every trying moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I owe my most heartfelt thanks to&amp;nbsp;the sis for supporting my decision to follow this path, right from the very beginning. :*) I know I can excel in almost anything I want to, but to be able to do something I want and to have that one person's support, that's one thing I will never take for granted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ULZJigCELrw/Tv6P1C73DzI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/IiwQGyc6CJo/s1600/tumblr_lx1vhqifVx1r81cgno1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="382px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ULZJigCELrw/Tv6P1C73DzI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/IiwQGyc6CJo/s400/tumblr_lx1vhqifVx1r81cgno1_500.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A little snippet from the 2010 post:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"2010 has been a year of growth and change; I’ve never felt myself growing up so much in such a short span of time. As much as I may seem unfazed, lots of my thinkings and actions have changed. &lt;strong&gt;Turning points&lt;/strong&gt;; that’s the term they use to describe life-altering moments, and this year must be one of those fixtures in my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ve grown to become more independent, sure, in-charged, matured and aware. I’m starting to have a better idea of what it is I want in my life and I’m working towards it, slowly but steadily.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ve seen people come and go, but I’m at ease with&amp;nbsp;that because true friends stick close, and I’m thankful for them. To the many new friends I’ve acquainted with&amp;nbsp;this year, I cannot express how appreciative I am of them for sharing, inspiring and moulding me along the way."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the post ended off with this: &lt;em&gt;What’s&amp;nbsp;up for me in 2011?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Wui0AbvXt0/Tv6P25ojiJI/AAAAAAAAAwY/89QrN6HZ4eM/s1600/tumblr_lx1vv7YQaZ1r1j1vjo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Wui0AbvXt0/Tv6P25ojiJI/AAAAAAAAAwY/89QrN6HZ4eM/s400/tumblr_lx1vv7YQaZ1r1j1vjo1_500.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I want a fulfilling year ahead; one that is defining at its best or memorable at its least. I hope I have enough stamina, focus and determination to face the new semester ahead." - from 2010.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2011&lt;/strong&gt;; my year of realisations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This one year, I've learnt a lot about myself, changed and I'm still learning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿I got acquainted with many new individuals right from the start of the year and all the way throughout the semester too. My&amp;nbsp;lucky stars must have been shining really brightly for me to have met them. They are the most welcoming and unassuming friends ever and I got close to quite a number of them really easily. We might not talk often, but I appreciate them so much for always treating me with kindness. When I'm down, I receive messages asking if I'm fine and they are so genuine about wanting to offer a listening ear. I'm touched because our schedules have kept us apart and we haven't built the strongest bond as a result but these are the kind of&amp;nbsp;friends who are somehow always behind&amp;nbsp;me and they are really there when&amp;nbsp;I need them. Really goes to show that it's not about how much or how often you talk, but about how true you are towards each other. There are of course other instances and I can't be more thankful to have them play their own role in my 2011. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've definitely derived a lot of simple joy from&amp;nbsp;those I hold close&amp;nbsp;cause there's no pretence amongst us and even if I'm always the butt of their jokes, I laugh along cause deep down, they are really nice friends to have. I want to name all these people down but I can't cause I obviously have to leave out some. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But I just want to say that, trust me, I will let you know who you are. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and no words can speak how much I treasure these friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Along the way, I've lost two of my really close friends but before this year comes to a close, I'm glad to say the losses were&amp;nbsp;reversed. What doesn't kill you, just makes you stronger. No one was in the wrong when we faulted. Each relationship tells you a story about the other person and about yourself, and if it matters enough, you'll want the relationship back even if it has exposed you to the ugly side of stuff. Evidently, I do treasure you guys and what we had, a lot. Moments of impulse can never negate the memories we share, and&amp;nbsp;I don't forget the many&amp;nbsp;good things I've received from being a part of your lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not surprisingly, I've also experienced the less rosy side of friendships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For one, I met really unkind people and I will never be able to get along with them unless they start being more real and less of a stuck up. My misfortune for having to see such people around and I admit they drain my soul cause I haven't been able to brace myself from being affected. It's a losing battle I'm fighting because&amp;nbsp;I let the displeasure grow in me and it consciously takes over my rational mind. I can't get a better control of the situation so I've decided, I'm curtailing this unhappiness by cutting contact with the very people close to the root of this evil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And it's been hard dealing with people who are so insincere in friendships. It's sad how they try to get close to you, but when you take a step back and look at the friendship, there's really nothing to it and it's starting to show. I'm past the stage of feeling upset, and it's turning into frustration. If you need a quick fix for your boredom or a stepping board to a wider social circle, please leave me out of your selfish intentions. I know I give my most genuine self to my closer friends and if you have been taking advantage of my niceness, maybe it's time we be fair and you can spare a thought of me. This was my silent plea, but I'm saying it out now cause I can't stand it anymore. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reciprocity&lt;/em&gt;; that's how we'll grow tighter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mere words and laughters will get us nowhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-29Np5yQaeUA/Tv6P4Ib0ChI/AAAAAAAAAwg/q3akKQL9Lt0/s1600/tumblr_lx1vqpYQxU1qbn052o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-29Np5yQaeUA/Tv6P4Ib0ChI/AAAAAAAAAwg/q3akKQL9Lt0/s400/tumblr_lx1vqpYQxU1qbn052o1_500.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The other highlight of 2011 was my internship at J&amp;amp;J.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was definitely the happiest period of my 2011 and I've never experienced any form of optimism close to that. It felt so strong and tangible that I woke up everyday looking forward to everything that's to come. Because of that, I had a new found motivation that was even stronger than before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I loved the job, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;loved my superiors (ever encouraging,&amp;nbsp;trusted me with everything&amp;nbsp;and saw the potential in me),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;loved my fellow interns from the same dept (they taught me a lot and never ever made me feel like an incompetent year 1), loved the environment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and I loved having time after work to catch up with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just never felt any happier before in my life and it was so surreal how the happiness lasted almost throughout the entire internship period. I really felt blessed and lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately, this blissful moment didn't last long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;School started, negativity poured in. The saddest part was being unable to properly deal with my emotions, which saw my motivations shift. All along, I was my greatest competitor. I wanted to do well in school only because I wanted to fulfil my own expectations. Until my emotions got the better of me, and I wanted to do well only to prove I could be as good as the very person who created all the dissonance in me. It was&amp;nbsp;a very disheartening struggle and I never did and never will talk about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Slowly realised that it's getting increasingly hard to excite me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Apathetic and nonchalent,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and the only thing that stirs strong feelings in me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;is the feeling of hate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hDcUEkmk2Gc/Tv6P49_rFpI/AAAAAAAAAwo/E6cleYzAvwg/s1600/tumblr_lx1vwswv0s1r7905fo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hDcUEkmk2Gc/Tv6P49_rFpI/AAAAAAAAAwo/E6cleYzAvwg/s400/tumblr_lx1vwswv0s1r7905fo1_500.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Come 2012, here's what I'm hoping and praying&amp;nbsp;for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strength to tide through the low periods, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wisdom to cherish the good moments, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;luck to welcome inspiring new individuals, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;discipline to stay true and focused &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and magnanimity to love and forgive all around me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And for the heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm praying&amp;nbsp;for the speed to race again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;****&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lastly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to go back to dance, if it's ever possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just want to be in a studio again, cause that's the only place (apart from the stage) where&amp;nbsp;I can dance freely without feeling shy or reserved. I'm not the kind of born performer who is comfortable dancing in front of people at anytime. I need the stage or I need to be amongst a group of dancers. &lt;br /&gt;haha the irony of my insecurities, sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ending off this very very long post with a video I've forgotten about,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;if not cause I was just browsing through stuff on facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks qings for doing it up before we graduated. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has way less than half the performances we did throughout our JC days,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;but so so nolstagic already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="response-container" rel="response-text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fun fact: The very last performance in the video was our SYF piece and it depicts the stuggles of the comfort women during war time. &lt;span class="st"&gt;The term "comfort women" was a euphemism used to describe women forced into sexual slavery by the Japanese military during World War II. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;I still remember how my arms and legs were so so bruised from the practice sessions of the 'rape' scene. It's funny when I think back about it now but I remember feeling quite sick and traumatised for awhile back then, cause it got too real. Nonetheless, we worked really hard for it, and was duely rewarded with our gold with honours :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fa03MCQFpgk" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scheduled for this post to be posted at 12am on New Year's Day but due to some mishap, it's only up now. Stayed up through the night and I just wished the weather wasn't so so hot today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year to all who are reading this,&lt;br /&gt;may you find blessings in your heart for 2012. :*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-4271477511024257996?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/4271477511024257996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012-what-would-you-hold-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4271477511024257996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4271477511024257996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012-what-would-you-hold-for-me.html' title='2012; what would you hold for me?'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ULZJigCELrw/Tv6P1C73DzI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/IiwQGyc6CJo/s72-c/tumblr_lx1vhqifVx1r81cgno1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-884317694318604503</id><published>2011-12-30T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T00:02:18.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My half-hearted words;</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year's Eve Eve! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is starting to feel so real, that 2011 is coming to an end. I can still remember last year's new year's eve quite clearly and seems like a whole year has slipped past me, without the slightest hint of slowing down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having some less pleasant dreams over the past few nights. I don't recall a thing, but at least I wake up knowing that everything's just a figment of the mind's&amp;nbsp;imagination. Have been sleeping without my alarm for almost a week, so it's becoming a routine to just open my eyes when the body clock kicks in&amp;nbsp;(or when a message vibration wakes me), reach out for the phone to check the time and then I just spend the next fifteen minutes in bed replying messages. Kinda like my days to start like this. Sadly, I don't look forward to breakfasts anymore cause I have none to speak of. The maid doesn't bother, so all I have every morning is juice, which accompanies me while I read the papers. No idea why I just described something so mundane. I guess the point is, I like certain things to remain routined in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lunched at 313's Marche with the JC guys today. It's funny how the clique kinda fell apart for some reason or another (and some weren't close to begin with). We were like the most mismatched group of friends ever, but at least on my part, I'm glad I kept contact with quite a few of them, even&amp;nbsp;though they don't do it amongst themselves. Super guilty for being half an hour late, but they were really nice about it. Given a choice, in a heartbeat I would choose to wait for others than have them wait for me cause I can't stand being nibbled by guilt. Lunch was good and we're pretty much still like how we were in JC, so full of fun and and jokes and laughters. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not&amp;nbsp;advocating the elitism here, but I'm sharing this cause I found&amp;nbsp;his unexpected reply&amp;nbsp;really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy&amp;nbsp;A: The girl I would date must be pretty and quite smart.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What's 'quite smart'? Must be from Uni?&lt;br /&gt;Guy A: Must be studying a good course in Uni.&lt;br /&gt;Guy B: So, from FASS can or not?&lt;br /&gt;Guy A: -pauses to think-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Can la,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;but only if she's the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;valedictorian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just laughed so so hard at that hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short three hours of catching up before I had to head over to SMU to collect some stuff and then zoom off&amp;nbsp;for&amp;nbsp;my evening appointment. Picked up two Ramly burgers on the way home, one for the bro's supper. Never had a single good Ramly burger in Singapore but I still buy them once in awhile, only cause I had really really superb ones whenever&amp;nbsp;we visit my grandma's place in Malaysia when I was young,. If only I could still have them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely need to crash before 1am tonight cause it will be a&amp;nbsp;long night out tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;29 December 2011 (Thursday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Super last minute decision to go K, cause plans kept changing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Sis's friend told her that this year 3 friend of hers actually used a derogatory term on me and honestly, I wasn't the least bit fazed by&amp;nbsp;her mindless&amp;nbsp;comment. It's silly because that girl doesn't even know me personally, but she "sees me around in school". I mean, if you can have so much hate for someone you only&amp;nbsp;see around in school (to quote her), you must either be sorely mistaken, an imbalanced person who needs to find fault in others to feel good about yourself or a super naive superficial&amp;nbsp;judgemental individual. Anyway she claims to&amp;nbsp;be in one of my class, but the truth is,&amp;nbsp;she's not. So I'm half starting to suspect she's got the wrong person or she's just creating a fib, which is&amp;nbsp;just immature and I cannot imagine why would anyone want to do that.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met up with the TMC peeps for dinner and all I can say is, there are gonna be quite many plans ahead for us in the coming semester. For one, looking forward to meeting the new batch of Europe students coming to NUS to complete their Masters. Being amongst them each semester makes me feel like I'm on exchange sometimes, cause we'll share about our own countries and culture and education. Definitely interesting cause they are usually very friendly and honestly, I like their attitude towards work - so laidback but somehow work gets done and results are achieved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I like interacting with the TMC exco sometimes. It's one of the only times in school where I straddle between feeling like a senior and a junior. The year 3s&amp;nbsp;truly feel like seniors cause they are always there to give me really sound and sincere advice on my path in NUS. And conversing with&amp;nbsp;the year 1 guys sometimes remind me that I am indeed a year younger than them. Somehow never ever feel this way with my own batchmates though the guys are all two years older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You said I was a fool, a fool who fell in love with someone who has no feelings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I say you are a fool, a fool who loves her &amp;amp; your eyes can't tell a lie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my tumblr sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;It's a much easier way to express myself,&lt;br /&gt;but it's lousy for my day-to-day narrations &lt;br /&gt;(which I realise I still dislike doing, after reading my old tumblr).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-884317694318604503?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/884317694318604503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-half-hearted-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/884317694318604503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/884317694318604503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-half-hearted-words.html' title='My half-hearted words;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-6535229878842971220</id><published>2011-12-29T20:24:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T20:24:02.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashes of blur;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't handle a monologue of my own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway such a super nice feeling yesterday. Heard from a friend that he and X suddenly talked about me and X mentioned something nice about me. So so honoured cause I have the most favourable impression of X and I only just mentioned it to someone the day before. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;****&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;28 December 2011 (Wednesday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had dimsum from Victor's Kitchen for lunch. Second time there and finally some proper dimsum after the last disappointing trip to Din Tai Fung. It's a very simple and humble eatery, but there's a crowd to beat. For liushabao lovers, you must must try it when you're there. Nothing spectacular about the other dimsum but good enough. I love the dimsum kind of charsiewbao so I think I ate slightly more than one on my own. The porridge was good too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I personally thought their prices were quite reasonable, cause it averages on $3.50 to $4 per basket. But on second thought, maybe it ain't that cheap afterall. Kinda realise I have a skewed perception of money when it comes to food, cause food's one of the things I'm most willing to pay for haha. Speaking like a true Taurus, apparently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Met up with Anzie after that cause the Campus Crusades from a few local institutions were having an activity where they had to share about their religion with either strangers or friends. Very touchy topic so I am not going to dwell on it. Just going to mention that I liked the first activity we did. She handed me 30 postcards, each with a different image, and I had to choose 3 that described my life now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I chose these three:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zeuhP-x9vpU/Tvv9bCcGhKI/AAAAAAAAAwE/yMhJTNHlOOs/s1600/57.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zeuhP-x9vpU/Tvv9bCcGhKI/AAAAAAAAAwE/yMhJTNHlOOs/s1600/57.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, looking forward to my weekly meetup with her at SMU and she's going to share more thoughts and teachings with me. Listening with an open mind cause it's the faith I'm interested in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Met up with my worst co-ogl ever after that and we bumped into our freshie! haha what are the odds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anw thank you, I finally got that sandwich&amp;nbsp;that was promised from eons ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While walking towards Rochor tauhway at Selegie, we both heard someone calling my name. We turned around and saw two guys who turned around too. I didn't recognise them and they looked equally blur as well, so we continued walking on. Then a lady from behind told us that the person who called out was on the motorbike that rode past us. Strange encounter, but I still don't know who did that. Thought it was my ears playing tricks, but ryan was so sure he heard it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, bumped into YT while leaving the tauhway shop. Had a brief friendly exchange and I still think she is one of the cutest girl ever. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;27 December 2011 (Tuesday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While reading through my old blog, I realised that today's the eleventh year Oscar's been with the family :) (I know, so bad of me for forgetting...) Made the impromptu decision to bake for him cause I baked Milk Cookies last year, so this year it was Apple Pupcakes! hehe substituted the bananas with apples cause it's his absolute favourite of all time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With the little boy &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_IYkTNlv5eI/Tvv0j69D4lI/AAAAAAAAAu8/MCzBbYYtazY/s1600/53.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_IYkTNlv5eI/Tvv0j69D4lI/AAAAAAAAAu8/MCzBbYYtazY/s1600/53.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;11 years on and I still look at him every single day thinking he's super cute and that I really love him. He's the most manja boy ever and that just makes him all the more adorable. :*) And till today, I still think I'm so lucky my parents have something for dogs, so&amp;nbsp;I can be the fortunate child who grows up with a doggie. The joy and love you share with a pet, it really cannot be described or experienced unless you have one on your own. For that, I am blessed. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;AG dinner for the night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Went out with wet hair and came home with a messy braid haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eOLfNG-B4oU/Tvv3cebDuyI/AAAAAAAAAvg/NpzyDk7Ehf0/s1600/55.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265px" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eOLfNG-B4oU/Tvv3cebDuyI/AAAAAAAAAvg/NpzyDk7Ehf0/s1600/55.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Was tasked to organise this AG outing and 11 people turned up this time round! A pretty good turnout I would say, esp since some were overseas and some just never do turn up for any single one of our events. Headed to Strictly Pancakes and I really really like pancakes &lt;strong&gt;a lot&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They didn't take reservations so waiting time was 40 minutes, followed by another 30 minutes waiting time before our orders were served. Honestly, the pancakes weren't spectacular. But as long as it's decent, any pancake is good pancake. (Super craving for it again now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tjBqoYxJVsU/Tvv579YxHJI/AAAAAAAAAvs/nSLqsbkh4yE/s1600/56.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tjBqoYxJVsU/Tvv579YxHJI/AAAAAAAAAvs/nSLqsbkh4yE/s320/56.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Shared the pancakes with Cam cause I wanted to try both the usual plain ones with garlic herb butter &amp;amp; maple syrup and the savoury one (haha greedy much). I loved the pancakes but they were so so filling, it felt like the equivalent of a buffet. Definitely heading back there! But this time, I'll share just one portion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7myVPkABKnM/Tvv25er9UxI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/VxQDdW1LFQc/s1600/P1150403.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7myVPkABKnM/Tvv25er9UxI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/VxQDdW1LFQc/s1600/P1150403.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kmLUumpuAcQ/Tvv2v_9rb7I/AAAAAAAAAvI/0HTabDTI5cU/s1600/P1150407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kmLUumpuAcQ/Tvv2v_9rb7I/AAAAAAAAAvI/0HTabDTI5cU/s1600/P1150407.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a nice night hanging with the AG guys. They are really a super funny bunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let's see if our plans of a lupsup Batam trip will materialise next week!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;26 December 2011 (Monday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Quick lunch with Cailing at Din Tai Fung before heading over to Viresh's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Extremely hard to go easy on the food whenever there's just outings and more outings. But it was fun just catching up over lunch. This was definitely one way overdue meetup and glad we made it this time round. Appreciate the card and the little gift and looking forward to more time together. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Very happy to see the Heroes gang again at V's place. It's been so long and this is one group of friends who always gives me the sense of familiarity and comfort that makes me smile from within. Had fun with the pool and kinect and just joking around with the gang. Tons of photos from that night, but need to wait for YH to upload for us first!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, super big thanks Viresh for inviting us over! Dinner was really good too, so a big sincere thank you to the mum for being such a gracious host.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For now, just one pic with ali from that night&amp;nbsp;:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3tbKCTFalKA/Tvnjwh7SROI/AAAAAAAAAuA/TFS10uXJB_k/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3tbKCTFalKA/Tvnjwh7SROI/AAAAAAAAAuA/TFS10uXJB_k/s1600/2.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for being so patient that night, and not feeling left out when we were making jokes amongst the&amp;nbsp;group. It's nice how our friends intertwine and we&amp;nbsp;always end&amp;nbsp;up together.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ended off the night with a sendoff at the airport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Catching the last train was super epic, and that was where I bumped into &lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt; and got infected by the genuine cheerfulness within her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;24 December 2011 (Saturday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Spent a good whole 8 hours with Ali, sharing about every random little thing over our meals.&amp;nbsp;It's crazy how we ate so much. The popiah from the Old Malaya Cafe, apple&amp;amp;cinammon crumble tart + hot choc from Cedele, sushi and some finger food from the Rochor tauhway stall at Thomson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A pity the intermittent rain kinda foiled our plans a little, but it couldn't dampen our spirits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Still, giving my thanks for the year that we shared. :*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Like we said, it's through our words that we learn more about ourselves, about each other and about things in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--V6AKdmniTQ/TvnjHyk89nI/AAAAAAAAAtk/91ihHgfaYvc/s1600/402710_10150432692811386_593956385_9056052_1093509430_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--V6AKdmniTQ/TvnjHyk89nI/AAAAAAAAAtk/91ihHgfaYvc/s1600/402710_10150432692811386_593956385_9056052_1093509430_n.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Random photo with the boy when I got home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mum wanted a photo of us together and I had to use a pineapple to lure him into the same frame, and this was the most successful failed shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-osYvbOcDFPM/Tvnkg_uxucI/AAAAAAAAAuM/0ClDM51uq1M/s1600/52.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-osYvbOcDFPM/Tvnkg_uxucI/AAAAAAAAAuM/0ClDM51uq1M/s1600/52.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And that night I remember thinking, &lt;em&gt;this was a difficult day&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-6535229878842971220?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/6535229878842971220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/flashes-of-blur.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6535229878842971220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6535229878842971220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/flashes-of-blur.html' title='Flashes of blur;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zeuhP-x9vpU/Tvv9bCcGhKI/AAAAAAAAAwE/yMhJTNHlOOs/s72-c/57.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-7592546346302044200</id><published>2011-12-28T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T23:17:37.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth will set us free;</title><content type='html'>Had so much to say, but all my words evaporated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm taking the failure a little too hard. It's not just about losing, but the part that feels the worst, is losing to that someone who's so little in my eyes.&amp;nbsp;So so indignant but I'm resigned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. &lt;strong&gt;And the harm we do, we do to ourselves&lt;/strong&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;— &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one of my favourite quotes from 'The Five People You Meet In Heaven'&amp;nbsp;cause it's a spot-on. I definitely felt the tension within me and I swear I don't wish for this to happen, but&amp;nbsp;I can't deny that this negativity&amp;nbsp;has encroached into our relationship. Because of the association, and because I'm holding on to an obscured truth, I'm slowly starting to doubt everything related to you. Just kinda think I was your easy way out to pass time and an easy solution to your questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And no, I don't buy the whole nonsense on how it's ok for people to make use of each other just because everyone does it. Two wrongs certainly&amp;nbsp;don't make a right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really just want to back out of all socialising situations for the next few days. Meeting 4 - 5 groups of friends within the next three days and it stirs a little anxiety in me just thinking about it.&amp;nbsp;I want to just be alone for now. In all honesty, I sincerely enjoy the company of every single one of my friends. We joke and I laugh when we meet, but I could do without those fleeting moments of happiness. I don't want to be superficially happy cause those nice people surely deserve a better me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Reactivated my formspring after the longest deliberation cause I decided that if there's anything that anyone wants to know, and you can't ask me straight for some reason, please just do it there and not&amp;nbsp;through a third party.&amp;nbsp;Linked it up on the right column of this page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday I dug out a post I wrote last year, reflecting on my year 2010. Will&amp;nbsp;be posting it soon, together with my reflections for this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear you&lt;/em&gt;, I don't wish to say this to you in person, cause it might create unnecessary awkwardness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you know, in every single one of our conversations, you never fail to mention this other person we know. I honestly do not mind but sometimes you do put me in a position where I really do not know how to reply your msgs. I constantly find the need to cook up a relevant reply and it's so forced. Just want to say that,﻿ this is really not a big issue at all. I understand the mechanics of the heart; feelings often translate into actions. But I admit I do get a bit speechless sometimes, especially when you give priority to that person, since in your own words 'you guys just knew each other' and 'we're (supposedly) tight'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:( k super guilty for this rant. :(( I'm out of here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sigh, that reminds me. 'Tight' is one of the most loosely used word these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For someone who lives in perpetual denial,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess that's why the truth sets me free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A little bit closer to it tonight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so it finally sank in more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just need that one word from you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I'll be over it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in that one instant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-7592546346302044200?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/7592546346302044200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/truth-will-set-us-free.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7592546346302044200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7592546346302044200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/truth-will-set-us-free.html' title='The truth will set us free;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-4482054742171599045</id><published>2011-12-27T02:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T23:55:40.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The wedge between us;</title><content type='html'>It wasn't even meant to be like this. Supposed to just have been a day of mindless fun&amp;nbsp;with the gang but so much feelings&amp;nbsp;ran through my heart and mind cause of the many&amp;nbsp;unexpected little things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired that the moment I got home, I just placed down my bag and sat down on&amp;nbsp;the bed to read the xmas cards received today. I went through each and every word so slowly and carefully, just in case I missed out anything. Especially the first card,&amp;nbsp;I was reading words that I never thought would come from you. Really touched to see the words 'Love your personality', cause it means so so much when someone can still appreciate the goodness in you and not doubt you as a person, despite having fallen out with you before. For that, I know you were really genuine and thanks in advance for the greater things ahead that you are willing to share with me.&amp;nbsp;Like you said, 'New year, new start'. I'm looking forward to that. :) And thanks cailing for the other card. Sometimes, you can't explain why or how people get closer. Something clicks and you just find yourself being able to share about a lot of stuff. Really appreciate knowing that you're willing to be my listening ear whenever I need it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no doubt on my appreciation for both friends, but honestly felt an inexplicable&amp;nbsp;void in me while reading both cards. The easy explanation out is that I was really tired. The more complicated explanation is that, when you try to&amp;nbsp;fill a void created by another, it just feels emptier at the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, super heartened to see the new couple amongst us. :*) when you see a good girl being taken care of by a dependable guy,&amp;nbsp;there's just this&amp;nbsp;sweet sense of comfort. Hope to see more of such soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had a couple of really brief encounters with &lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt; today. Just very short moments but I can totally understand why she is so well-liked. I've mentioned about her before in this little space of mine, and the last time I mentioned about how I admired the way she steers clear of unneccessary entanglements with guys, despite being in the position she is. I like it when girls are independent in emotional matters. Today, my new revelation about her is her optimism and it's so nice to experience it myself. She just always seem like the girl who's gets happy easily, and I really like it. To top it off, she's so genuine. I really wish I could get to know her better because&amp;nbsp;she would exert the kind of positive influence I need. She's my inspiration and I'm gonna use her as a goal whenever I'm in doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, I would give my 200% worth of support if she was the one you were after, cause this is the kind of girl you should be going for. But you just had to be close to Ms. P (P for pretentious), which is a pity. I just&amp;nbsp;hope someone much better pops by soon, and you'll be&amp;nbsp;capable of a wiser decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I'm one of the least oblivious person around when it comes to detecting people's intentions. Maybe it's cause I tend to think a lot, so I have the knack for piecing together pieces. (Or maybe it's cause I do very much the same kind of stuff if placed in the same position) Coupled with a very strong sense of intuition and gut feel, I end up being right about my thinking&amp;nbsp;most of the time. So for instance, she didn't do too well for the semester, and you ask me for my funniest joke,&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;really wouldn't think the joke was for yourself. haha trust me, I know who it was for and&amp;nbsp;I find it funny cause I had it in me. Too many other instances (like twitter access),&amp;nbsp;and I&amp;nbsp;just never said it, but I realised everything. I would share all of&amp;nbsp;these with you, but&amp;nbsp;it's got to wait.&amp;nbsp;But sometimes, there really isn't much good in being so perceptive in such matters. It's a useless gift to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The past few weeks were unintentional (or maybe you could say it was intentional), but thank you. Thank you for putting me through those days. They definitely prepared me for what's to come and I know it cause I felt close to nothing tonight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-4482054742171599045?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/4482054742171599045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/wedge-between-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4482054742171599045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4482054742171599045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/wedge-between-us.html' title='The wedge between us;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-4958338765128703523</id><published>2011-12-25T20:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T21:09:31.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's now;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KMmXRjqvcWA" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just Love me when you can,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be waiting patiently.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YBj-z7KK4lQ" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Thanks ali for the above song, it's really pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's Christmas today. If there's love in you, share it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-4958338765128703523?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/4958338765128703523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4958338765128703523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4958338765128703523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-now.html' title='It&apos;s now;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://img.youtube.com/vi/KMmXRjqvcWA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-2244355998065648636</id><published>2011-12-25T04:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T04:08:12.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This season, it's you;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Merry Christmas to every single person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This Christmas, I just wanna be entitled to some heartfelt words.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;****&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;22 December 2011 (Thursday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day of our annual family Christmas dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this festive season, sis gave me and the little boy matching yellow ribbons.&lt;br /&gt;Had it tied around my wrist while his was on his collar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TpUJHZtC7O8/TvYpQVNYO5I/AAAAAAAAAsM/x58lGnTqoH0/s1600/43.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TpUJHZtC7O8/TvYpQVNYO5I/AAAAAAAAAsM/x58lGnTqoH0/s1600/43.JPG" width="302px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's so so hard to ever take a proper photo with Oscar. End up having to resort to using his food and I don't know why he looks so tiny next to me! He's so cute in both photos but the one on the left is super manja cause he actually stretched out his paw :*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JH9aevsetXc/TvYpScQe6uI/AAAAAAAAAsU/rfKPyTKu7aw/s1600/44.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JH9aevsetXc/TvYpScQe6uI/AAAAAAAAAsU/rfKPyTKu7aw/s1600/44.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Christmas tree that goes up every year;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FBrbN_o1njA/TvYpU7EbVWI/AAAAAAAAAsc/I8vFT-tVejk/s1600/45.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FBrbN_o1njA/TvYpU7EbVWI/AAAAAAAAAsc/I8vFT-tVejk/s1600/45.JPG" width="293px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This year, was tasked to prepare the ham platter. :) easy job cause I just had to arrange the various hams in any way that I wanted. And prepared my self-claimed forte - the potato salad haha nothing challenging at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2ivPcB2MDI/TvYpXMxymbI/AAAAAAAAAsk/EGeOcu-lCPY/s1600/46.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2ivPcB2MDI/TvYpXMxymbI/AAAAAAAAAsk/EGeOcu-lCPY/s1600/46.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vGNQEqwnilg/TvYpbfX-MSI/AAAAAAAAAs0/0PPfWif79os/s1600/48.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vGNQEqwnilg/TvYpbfX-MSI/AAAAAAAAAs0/0PPfWif79os/s1600/48.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had a lovely feast this year cause we had some food from the caterer and some from Marche. Had my soul sold to the rosti and I pretty much like the rendang too. The pizza was surprisingly decent and I have no words to describe the caesar salad. It's so good, I'm willing to give up everything else and just have the salad. But I have no idea why it never taste anywhere as heavenly whenever I order it at Marche itself. It's only good when my aunt tosses it herself and brings it over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So super thankful to my Uncle and Aunt for all the Marche goodies :*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ate to heart's content, literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cZARzVJLqMQ/TvYpdQQ7HgI/AAAAAAAAAs8/1U9AHcfqlVI/s1600/49.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cZARzVJLqMQ/TvYpdQQ7HgI/AAAAAAAAAs8/1U9AHcfqlVI/s1600/49.JPG" width="291px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I just think mum looks very pretty here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zATUfr86JpY/TvYpe8ZWcVI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Se2yKCfCo2Y/s1600/50.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zATUfr86JpY/TvYpe8ZWcVI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Se2yKCfCo2Y/s1600/50.JPG" width="237px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Always end up with at least two log cakes a year cause the bro will never fail to buy the ice cream log cake from Swensens, in addition to the one from the caterer. :) but honestly not a fan of ice cream cakes at all. In any case, super appreciate mum's efforts in organising the dinner every year. Come to think of it, I'm thankful we've been celebrating Christmas every year for as long as I can remember. It's a season of giving, and it's more than just the presents, but passing on our love as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;23 December 2011 (Friday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RTBn09Pe_wU/TvYvcWRetjI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/YfrOjYJx_Ww/s1600/51.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RTBn09Pe_wU/TvYvcWRetjI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/YfrOjYJx_Ww/s400/51.JPG" width="316px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy's birthday cake, courtesy of Canele, along with six of their macaroons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This year, my wish for the dad is good health, in terms of a healthy body and a healthy mind. A healthy mind just means one that is free from unnecessary worries, burden, troubles and fatigue. And very glad to realise that the dad has been more relaxed with me. Guess I've done certain things right to show that I really am able to fulfil my responsibilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In any case, there is no greater wish than the one where dad will lead a life that&amp;nbsp;serves himself and the family well. May we continue to be the blessed family that we are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-2244355998065648636?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/2244355998065648636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-season-its-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/2244355998065648636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/2244355998065648636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-season-its-you.html' title='This season, it&apos;s you;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TpUJHZtC7O8/TvYpQVNYO5I/AAAAAAAAAsM/x58lGnTqoH0/s72-c/43.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-237413939629588652</id><published>2011-12-23T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T17:33:01.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Me Away;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dressed for the festive season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T1gMsGJM2f4/TvRIbY5ZMjI/AAAAAAAAAsA/6yEY6UQ8QcI/s1600/42.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T1gMsGJM2f4/TvRIbY5ZMjI/AAAAAAAAAsA/6yEY6UQ8QcI/s1600/42.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Scoured through the racks of two different branches yesterday before I found the very thing you wanted. Really willing to spend the time and effort on you for all the faith and trust you have in me. Like I said, I'm thankful for whatever it is that you saw and liked in me, that brought and kept you in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and it's Happy birthday to&amp;nbsp;the dad today. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This time what I want is you&lt;br /&gt;There is no one else &lt;br /&gt;who can take your place &lt;br /&gt;This time you burn me with your eyes &lt;br /&gt;You see past all the lies &lt;br /&gt;You take it all away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-237413939629588652?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/237413939629588652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/take-me-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/237413939629588652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/237413939629588652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/take-me-away.html' title='Take Me Away;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T1gMsGJM2f4/TvRIbY5ZMjI/AAAAAAAAAsA/6yEY6UQ8QcI/s72-c/42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-3484632162950476932</id><published>2011-12-23T11:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T17:12:22.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As long as we know it;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;21 December 2011 (Wednesday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Settled in different universitites but we have been trying to meet up every couple of months for the past year, and I think we're doing a good job at it. :) Can't help but wonder if I'm missing out on a lot of stuff being in NUS. Cause every single time we talk, I just like the experiences she's gaining out of her time at SMU. Guess I'll find out more for myself next semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anw A just came back from her cip trip to India. It's so true that the people you hang out with really make all the difference. So glad that she was lucky to have completed this trip with a team of "very amazing people", in her own words. She was sharing about how the guys were really strong physically and mentally. One guy, especially, had his energy level at 100%, 100% of the time. I don't know how these people do it, but mental strength is definitely an asset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J8zoIe854HA/TvPtulIhkWI/AAAAAAAAArc/SWZrfxiP4ik/s1600/40.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J8zoIe854HA/TvPtulIhkWI/AAAAAAAAArc/SWZrfxiP4ik/s1600/40.jpg" width="241px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This photo doesn't do justice at all at all, but she's really growing to be prettier and sweeter each time we meet. Made me realise that a lot of my girl friends are actually really sweet, pretty or cute. So to all the guy friends who think there are no benefits being my friend, cause I (supposedly) have no girl friends, you just haven't seen them! hahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally caught up with Zac for dinner after a whole semester and I was right. The second we met, we got into our usual banter. I said to turn right to get to The Central, and he said: "What makes you think the ramen place is at The Central?" Turns out it was at The Central anyway! haha but that's how we are, so dead comfortable even if we haven't managed to talk much at all over the semester. And I'm so glad we're still this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had ramen at Marutama cause he says it's really good and it wasn't bad at all. Had the most funny exchange of stories over the next couple of hours&amp;nbsp;but the kind of advice he gives me, I'm probably dismissing them all. So lousy! Walked over to one of the pubs along Clarke Quay for a drink. Had a Cinderella mocktail from Le Noir on the house from him. I must say, though he always make me out to be a noob in some stuff, appreciate the times he instills my self-worth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly, it's so good having friends like this. While on the plane to Taiwan, the guy sitting next to me asked if I believe guys and girls can just be platonic friends. I said yes, without the slightest bit of hesitation. Cause all my guy friends are platonic to a T, and it's nice that way when you can count on them to be there for you as a friend, no obligations, no attraction, no nothing - just genuine friendship.&amp;nbsp;And sometimes, as guys, they give me the best perspectives as well, without all the over-sensitivity, jealousy or drama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QnXTYaIYMy4/TvP0NbIf5AI/AAAAAAAAAro/h9s__S5W7ac/s1600/41.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QnXTYaIYMy4/TvP0NbIf5AI/AAAAAAAAAro/h9s__S5W7ac/s1600/41.jpg" width="219px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, received the 4th xmas card for the season, but it's "blank".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;haha sometimes, he can be so dumb. The message got printed on the back on the card, &lt;strong&gt;upside down&lt;/strong&gt;, instead. But super appreciate the effort for making the card. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm almost done writing all my christmas cards for this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;Just felt like being back in dance yesterday. I wanna be back to learning a proper choreography and then&amp;nbsp;repeat it over again and again.&amp;nbsp;It's true that dance&amp;nbsp;is really one of the best ways to distract the mind from all&amp;nbsp;the thoughts. Once you're in it, there's really no way to be thinking about anything else, and that's what I need. Come to think of it, I haven't been anywhere close to being that focused in a long long time. If only ccas were still mandatory. Rather be treading on the line of burning out, than to have spare time which ends up wasted and so&amp;nbsp;purposeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so ill-disciplined.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-3484632162950476932?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/3484632162950476932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/21-december-2011-wednesday-settled-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/3484632162950476932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/3484632162950476932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/21-december-2011-wednesday-settled-in.html' title='As long as we know it;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J8zoIe854HA/TvPtulIhkWI/AAAAAAAAArc/SWZrfxiP4ik/s72-c/40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-4006953814172356263</id><published>2011-12-22T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T01:46:55.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strung apart;</title><content type='html'>I'm really so bad at making decisions sometimes. Consumed by my own guilt right now cause I've just availed myself for one at the expense of another. What kind of friend does that, you tell me. :( sometimes I think I'm so apathetic towards others, only because I don't like others to control me. &lt;em&gt;Do not do unto others what you don't want others do unto you - &lt;/em&gt;the exact phrase that I live by. And so, it's double the prick of conscience when I feel like I've failed to do the right things for others. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, the thing about &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; that bugs me is after a while,&amp;nbsp;I don't know if I'm&amp;nbsp;justified for expecting what I do out from you or I'm just&amp;nbsp;expecting too much. You definitely make it feel like the latter and I hence concede defeat cause you can't make someone do what he's not willing to. I know it's completely unintentional, but you feed my inferiority complex. Somehow, you have your way of magnifying my inadequacy, bringing it to my full attention, having me accept it and then you probably don't know this, but it lives with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that's not upsetting enough, I just had to know that that someone is a notch above me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so lacking...&lt;br /&gt;Really am never good enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-4006953814172356263?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/4006953814172356263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/strung-apart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4006953814172356263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4006953814172356263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/strung-apart.html' title='Strung apart;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-7310566495043487446</id><published>2011-12-21T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T23:29:41.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As if we really knew;</title><content type='html'>Comparison kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still extremely unimpressed cause you're really only as good as what your heart is made out of. For now, you're pretty much just pretentious and uncouth in my opinion. A girl's gotta be what a girl should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bitter, but I had a good day. X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-7310566495043487446?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/7310566495043487446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/as-if-we-really-knew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7310566495043487446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7310566495043487446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/as-if-we-really-knew.html' title='As if we really knew;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-7488373219217957285</id><published>2011-12-21T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T01:02:14.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving thanks;</title><content type='html'>Guess it's cause I'm really pessimistic and I have so much self doubt at times, that I hardly ever take anything that comes into my way for granted. No idea why I always think I don't deserve anything and that's why I always treasure the good stuff and people that happen in my life. In any case, third sem down and I still am very thankful for where I am and what I'm doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at each semester, there were quite a few people who have played a really special part in my life. It's not so much of what they have done for me, but just their presence speaks volume cause it feels like I never had to go through anything alone. This sem itself has been a ride, but a really worthwhile one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just want to share some bits of the love I received today. I have to share this one cause it speaks my heart. I don't always talk about how much I appreciate each and everyone of you, but if you're someone that I really hold dear to, I think you would know who you are.&amp;nbsp;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You must know that no matter what happens, what we have &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt; is genuine."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back always makes me feel so nolstagic cause I don't know how in the world did I deserve these gems in my life within such a short span of time in uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;, you are one of the bestest nicest friend and nothing changes what we had. I don't know how much better things can get between us, but I know it can't get any worse, so I'm determined to make things work again. It'll probably never be like before, but I just want you to know that fond memories stay and thinking of what used to be does upset me, even till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;, tell me we've drifted apart one more time and I'll knock your head. You, of all people, should know very well that our friendship is not defined by how much or how little we talk. Cause even if we disappear from each others' lives for months, we're as good as new the moment we meet up and talk. And that happens because we built our friendship on trust and support, and&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;hasn't changed a single bit. In any case, super comforted to have received your message today. Thank you for being happy for me. I'm sincerely touched and more importantly, it warms me because the moment I saw those words, I just felt like we're back to those silly days and I like it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many more but I'm just struck more deeply by these two people for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Humbled by you; because of all the unknowns you've thrown me into.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-7488373219217957285?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/7488373219217957285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/giving-thanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7488373219217957285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7488373219217957285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/giving-thanks.html' title='Giving thanks;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-5439691499902578116</id><published>2011-12-20T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T01:42:56.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's true;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“You can’t fight for a place in someones life,&lt;br /&gt;because no matter how hard u try too keep your place,&lt;br /&gt;they’ll put u where they want to”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-5439691499902578116?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/5439691499902578116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5439691499902578116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5439691499902578116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-true.html' title='It&apos;s true;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-7689772697009709358</id><published>2011-12-20T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T01:19:12.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan: Day 4 &amp; 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a week of discomfort in Taiwan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today felt like a huge relief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laughed a whole week's worth of laughter today and I felt like myself again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caught 50/50 today and the plot was pretty weak but the humour was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bestest part of the day was playing pool after the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Super&amp;nbsp;indignant that I'm not that bad at all for a beginner &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cause I'm competitive like that hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need a pool table at home now so I can play as much as I want FOC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;14 December 2011 (Wednesday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Booked a cab to bring us to this scenic tourist attraction to spend the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oSaMA8j3X3o/Tu9agl3dcHI/AAAAAAAAApg/JK_8c21o8Nk/s1600/23.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oSaMA8j3X3o/Tu9agl3dcHI/AAAAAAAAApg/JK_8c21o8Nk/s1600/23.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The air was really fresh, and I liked the greenery and architecture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But I got a little bored after a while cause everything became synonymous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8xjvcQ7WTQ/Tu9afNWE9PI/AAAAAAAAApY/buc7TMennAU/s1600/17.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8xjvcQ7WTQ/Tu9afNWE9PI/AAAAAAAAApY/buc7TMennAU/s1600/17.JPG" style="cursor: move;" unselectable="on" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PFvsD_O46Uc/Tu9aixUDbDI/AAAAAAAAApo/o5hSFqaM1O8/s1600/18.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PFvsD_O46Uc/Tu9aixUDbDI/AAAAAAAAApo/o5hSFqaM1O8/s1600/18.JPG" width="301px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uSqeTwyvO18/Tu9akgB35SI/AAAAAAAAApw/00gmuly9Ljk/s1600/19.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uSqeTwyvO18/Tu9akgB35SI/AAAAAAAAApw/00gmuly9Ljk/s1600/19.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vHXUFAvfXwY/Tu9amYKZ8KI/AAAAAAAAAp4/a1m07yYRroU/s1600/20.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vHXUFAvfXwY/Tu9amYKZ8KI/AAAAAAAAAp4/a1m07yYRroU/s1600/20.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OKVDRm4wWsg/Tu9anhIjxCI/AAAAAAAAAqA/BUZNDxzGwqc/s1600/21.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OKVDRm4wWsg/Tu9anhIjxCI/AAAAAAAAAqA/BUZNDxzGwqc/s1600/21.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Spent at least an hour in one of the cafes cause the tummy was just so uncomfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c8ID55YlLz4/Tu9ao_KeR9I/AAAAAAAAAqI/_nb6w06Xb10/s1600/22.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c8ID55YlLz4/Tu9ao_KeR9I/AAAAAAAAAqI/_nb6w06Xb10/s1600/22.JPG" width="301px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Definitely a good time away from the usual hustle and bustle of town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If only I wasn't in such a&amp;nbsp;nua state.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;15 December 2011 (Thursday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Checked out early in the morning to make our way back at Taipei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Looking super cui cause still plagued by the extreme discomfort from the bloatedness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d-xTIBs-EXo/Tu9g0cJKc1I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/kPG5vtqEKAk/s1600/24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d-xTIBs-EXo/Tu9g0cJKc1I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/kPG5vtqEKAk/s1600/24.jpg" width="301px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Took the train back to Taipei and kinda just slept through the whole journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PytgraD8fm4/Tu9xzo0xx7I/AAAAAAAAArQ/ld0N32GUn-M/s1600/39.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PytgraD8fm4/Tu9xzo0xx7I/AAAAAAAAArQ/ld0N32GUn-M/s1600/39.JPG" width="232px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tl0v-Znf6jw/Tu9g2L352NI/AAAAAAAAAqY/NQwkTjm4hyY/s1600/25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tl0v-Znf6jw/Tu9g2L352NI/AAAAAAAAAqY/NQwkTjm4hyY/s1600/25.jpg" width="228px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Went to one of the major bookshops and this was definitely the highlight of my trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just felt so good browsing through the books and every penny spent was so worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Currently reading this book now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fbO0sRr9TEI/Tu9g7Up4CuI/AAAAAAAAAqw/JlvjWjUUDvE/s1600/38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fbO0sRr9TEI/Tu9g7Up4CuI/AAAAAAAAAqw/JlvjWjUUDvE/s1600/38.jpg" width="241px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just a few pages into it and I'm liking it already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Very interesting read on justice, law and philosophy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The author's a professor at Harvard and his course on 'Justice' is subscribed by thousands of students each year. Right now, I'm reading on whether market gouging (charging exorbitant prices in times of catastrophe to capitalise on the victims' desperation)&amp;nbsp;is justifiable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Took a breather in the cafe within the bookshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Willingly splurged on their food cause I was just soaking in the ambience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0A2KXS1_rZk/Tu9g4Vq57QI/AAAAAAAAAqg/38MiS1x-PvY/s1600/28.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0A2KXS1_rZk/Tu9g4Vq57QI/AAAAAAAAAqg/38MiS1x-PvY/s1600/28.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Paid $9 just for the drink and another $6 for the little cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But nothing stops you when you're in the best mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Yq6HGybX80/Tu9g6USN5tI/AAAAAAAAAqo/XbJBd17mTO4/s1600/29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Yq6HGybX80/Tu9g6USN5tI/AAAAAAAAAqo/XbJBd17mTO4/s1600/29.JPG" width="241px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;More night market after that but barely ate cause couldn't stomach a thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had to buy medicine from their pharmacy but it didn't work at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-md8xhr9iWyc/Tu9g-QtnXCI/AAAAAAAAAq4/G_YrVp0lcMI/s1600/30.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-md8xhr9iWyc/Tu9g-QtnXCI/AAAAAAAAAq4/G_YrVp0lcMI/s1600/30.jpg" width="301px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Retreated to our hotel for an early night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had a really big room and bed but the service was so bad,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I swear their staff have split personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dFiuSAKYPzA/Tu9hC1az_5I/AAAAAAAAArA/9ReqikUWuCk/s1600/27.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dFiuSAKYPzA/Tu9hC1az_5I/AAAAAAAAArA/9ReqikUWuCk/s1600/27.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had to change room in the end cause the wifi was too poor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SVK6BauxFpk/Tu9hElftwyI/AAAAAAAAArI/fZsYi0DEsvM/s1600/26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SVK6BauxFpk/Tu9hElftwyI/AAAAAAAAArI/fZsYi0DEsvM/s1600/26.jpg" width="241px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And up till day 5, I was still trying to get used to the cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-7689772697009709358?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/7689772697009709358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/taiwan-day-4-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7689772697009709358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7689772697009709358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/taiwan-day-4-5.html' title='Taiwan: Day 4 &amp; 5'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oSaMA8j3X3o/Tu9agl3dcHI/AAAAAAAAApg/JK_8c21o8Nk/s72-c/23.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-1966021549370832131</id><published>2011-12-19T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T00:28:17.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan: Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Season greetings came early this year! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OUc4Pk-ZSNA/Tu4Ok8uwOQI/AAAAAAAAApQ/4wxozfl4low/s1600/16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OUc4Pk-ZSNA/Tu4Ok8uwOQI/AAAAAAAAApQ/4wxozfl4low/s400/16.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally met up with Ali again today! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She was just saying how we've only met up once even though half the hols has past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Town was mad crowded but definitely feeling the festive buzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5vB-egPhfNw/Tu3_vGJDBTI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/lWJJcFLmRQg/s1600/14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5vB-egPhfNw/Tu3_vGJDBTI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/lWJJcFLmRQg/s1600/14.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had the mandatory Taka popiah for lunch -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ali's fave favourite favouritest heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shared some frozen yogurt too from Sour Sally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and spent quite some time sharing about our trips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;just everything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RrNR3a-LLVE/Tu3_wN5nRoI/AAAAAAAAAnY/EsinxqeEQJw/s1600/15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RrNR3a-LLVE/Tu3_wN5nRoI/AAAAAAAAAnY/EsinxqeEQJw/s1600/15.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love that we can both walk non-stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and have enough random things to talk about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our last stop for the day was grocery shopping at Ion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and we do it the Mafia style:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y9ygELEQae4/Tu3_ySa1MNI/AAAAAAAAAnk/6hSzDfPsim8/s1600/13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y9ygELEQae4/Tu3_ySa1MNI/AAAAAAAAAnk/6hSzDfPsim8/s1600/13.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is what I call quality time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Looking forward to catching her around again next week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;13 December 2011 (Tuesday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The surroundings of our daily breakfast place in Taichung;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GbcGscXe0_E/Tu3_znlkS8I/AAAAAAAAAns/pbttvUVqTqc/s1600/1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GbcGscXe0_E/Tu3_znlkS8I/AAAAAAAAAns/pbttvUVqTqc/s1600/1.JPG" width="301px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We're just amazed at how the boy who takes our orders &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;can be so cheerful every single morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty much like their burgers cause there are so so many choices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The breakfast joint is tied up with our accomodation &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so we usually only have to top up a dollar for any burger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aCVE29RjXYs/Tu3_0iNoyVI/AAAAAAAAAn0/q1LZaZ8J3aw/s1600/2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aCVE29RjXYs/Tu3_0iNoyVI/AAAAAAAAAn0/q1LZaZ8J3aw/s1600/2.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cabbed down to this KTV place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow find their cab fares very affordable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But it could just be that in foreign grounds, most stuff just seem cheap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;even if they cost the very same in Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Paid about $16 per person for a 4 hour session + buffet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and this is already considered expensive in Taiwan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vYx0wLU98N8/Tu3_3kc7hNI/AAAAAAAAAoI/4ZbWvP2-HWE/s1600/4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vYx0wLU98N8/Tu3_3kc7hNI/AAAAAAAAAoI/4ZbWvP2-HWE/s1600/4.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9_B0feIdTTw/Tu3_5UIfghI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/3d8mEYXKWc8/s1600/5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9_B0feIdTTw/Tu3_5UIfghI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/3d8mEYXKWc8/s1600/5.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PkolEF0qa6U/Tu3_6szPh0I/AAAAAAAAAoY/g0KgNzQW_mE/s1600/6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PkolEF0qa6U/Tu3_6szPh0I/AAAAAAAAAoY/g0KgNzQW_mE/s1600/6.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yma913byDqA/Tu3_8La14jI/AAAAAAAAAog/LatfHaSyKkU/s1600/7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yma913byDqA/Tu3_8La14jI/AAAAAAAAAog/LatfHaSyKkU/s1600/7.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Spent most of my time eating and I ate so much,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this practically marked the end of my eating spree in Taiwan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Got so bloated from this day onwards that I just lost most of my appetite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Such a bad move cause the food was so so only,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but I just liked one of the item alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Headed off to the night market again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sis with her favourite smelly tofu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UoZqdxWpXpw/Tu3_9SGwTwI/AAAAAAAAAoo/lf5smoNMddc/s1600/8.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UoZqdxWpXpw/Tu3_9SGwTwI/AAAAAAAAAoo/lf5smoNMddc/s1600/8.JPG" width="241px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Donated some money for some animal organisation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But honestly, why would you dress up a dog and use him to parade on the street &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to advocate against animal cruelty?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cer3XmA75aA/Tu3__ASMVQI/AAAAAAAAAow/0iWVDAYWXr4/s1600/9.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cer3XmA75aA/Tu3__ASMVQI/AAAAAAAAAow/0iWVDAYWXr4/s1600/9.JPG" width="228px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Found a quaint little cosy corner to hide from the rain and rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L0_VemdFLe0/Tu4AA9nUQ7I/AAAAAAAAAo4/me06WgMkWII/s1600/10.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L0_VemdFLe0/Tu4AA9nUQ7I/AAAAAAAAAo4/me06WgMkWII/s1600/10.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I really like how the place is so bright and clean and spacious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fQmZyTA0bG0/Tu4ABxwmUII/AAAAAAAAApA/bzAhnvP4ENI/s1600/11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fQmZyTA0bG0/Tu4ABxwmUII/AAAAAAAAApA/bzAhnvP4ENI/s1600/11.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Spent the next hour plus here before heading off for some last bits of shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I get so tired every night, I crash straight after showering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Don't think I even watched TV for a single night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cause it's always at least 1am by the time we head back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We have the truth,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and that&amp;nbsp;will keep us going.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-1966021549370832131?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/1966021549370832131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/taiwan-day-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1966021549370832131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1966021549370832131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/taiwan-day-3.html' title='Taiwan: Day 3'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OUc4Pk-ZSNA/Tu4Ok8uwOQI/AAAAAAAAApQ/4wxozfl4low/s72-c/16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-6255267683507581358</id><published>2011-12-17T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T23:30:01.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan: Day 1 &amp; 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;11 December 2011 (Sunday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Arrived in Taiwan feeling extremely cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Was already almost 11pm by the time we checked into our hotel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so just headed nearby with the sis to grab some food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brought all the food back to the hotel to munch, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cause it was really too cold for me to stay outdoors. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;12 December 2011 (Monday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had a relatively cheap accomodation for the night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;since we were checking out the next morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Budget hotel, budget breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LoPbo7r1WXg/TuysvsJwWzI/AAAAAAAAAnA/gQc0_QQhrVM/s1600/299.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LoPbo7r1WXg/TuysvsJwWzI/AAAAAAAAAnA/gQc0_QQhrVM/s1600/299.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But they had really accomodating service staff,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and the room was big and located in city centre,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so no complaints.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Headed off with the sis to tour Taipei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The best part about free &amp;amp; easy is moving at your own pace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_A2hKWn2aP0/TuyreCQZqYI/AAAAAAAAAlg/ACJwt-p7yVA/s1600/288.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_A2hKWn2aP0/TuyreCQZqYI/AAAAAAAAAlg/ACJwt-p7yVA/s1600/288.jpg" width="226px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KeZiI3jbt0Q/TuyrjtDzRCI/AAAAAAAAAlw/OQTo_9Lzl9Q/s1600/289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KeZiI3jbt0Q/TuyrjtDzRCI/AAAAAAAAAlw/OQTo_9Lzl9Q/s1600/289.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Their train can be quite packed too,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but I like that it's so quiet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;People speak softly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And noone sits on the priority seats,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;unless they really need it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pE6hKkXL-b8/Tuyrh44A1XI/AAAAAAAAAlo/8quEO96I9EU/s1600/283.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pE6hKkXL-b8/Tuyrh44A1XI/AAAAAAAAAlo/8quEO96I9EU/s1600/283.jpg" width="241px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Went to visit one of the temples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and made some prayers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p7imNeGDsOI/TuyrlT2_i0I/AAAAAAAAAl4/_zKb-giKRII/s1600/290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p7imNeGDsOI/TuyrlT2_i0I/AAAAAAAAAl4/_zKb-giKRII/s1600/290.JPG" width="241px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On our way to one of the night markets near a University.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They have really nice ceramic tiles with the students' paintings on their walls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wFZisBOG3Oc/Tuyrnif1tnI/AAAAAAAAAmA/hZrsrSWNdYI/s1600/291.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wFZisBOG3Oc/Tuyrnif1tnI/AAAAAAAAAmA/hZrsrSWNdYI/s1600/291.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Food is so cheap in Taiwan,&amp;nbsp;almost everything is below&amp;nbsp;$2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ate so much before taking a really long walk to Chiang Kai Shek Memorial Hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hv1gpTRZlMY/TuyroiVyriI/AAAAAAAAAmI/g82_Z9jV194/s1600/292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hv1gpTRZlMY/TuyroiVyriI/AAAAAAAAAmI/g82_Z9jV194/s1600/292.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love that the place was so spacious and there were lots of greenery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Blessed with a clear sky too, and no crowd at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IMZMbXUdmVQ/Tuyrqjgz17I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/46Mn-UD3x88/s1600/293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IMZMbXUdmVQ/Tuyrqjgz17I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/46Mn-UD3x88/s1600/293.JPG" width="301px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Got a postcard from the souvenir store within the compound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and wrote a short note to the parents :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Postage is really really cheap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CzwC6jC4rwo/TuyrrvhY1_I/AAAAAAAAAmY/I1D1pHYZraQ/s1600/294.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Definitely liked the time we spent strolling around that afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ztj760xqrJY/TuyrtPAsGCI/AAAAAAAAAmg/h5a_AYmtJxc/s1600/295.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lzrcUJAvZlY/TuyrvrPI0EI/AAAAAAAAAmo/LASgH2KO01A/s1600/297.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6sTewcG4ACE/Tuyrzdg3bPI/AAAAAAAAAmw/nNs8wz36pAQ/s1600/296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6sTewcG4ACE/Tuyrzdg3bPI/AAAAAAAAAmw/nNs8wz36pAQ/s1600/296.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had some time to spare before meeting up with C in the evening,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so we spent the time on massage hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then it was another train down towards Taichung.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This time, we had&amp;nbsp;a better accomodation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was like a studio apartment and security's pretty tight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qc5x0_WwknE/Tuy0BMx4ZBI/AAAAAAAAAnI/glbk5HyCma4/s1600/300.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yq1i-m6RaIg/Tuyr02-BZEI/AAAAAAAAAm4/dUIXS1UF-_M/s1600/298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yq1i-m6RaIg/Tuyr02-BZEI/AAAAAAAAAm4/dUIXS1UF-_M/s1600/298.JPG" width="241px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Went out with a big coat in the end cause the cold was a little hard to bear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Spent our night nomming away in the nearby night market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The food's so good, we kinda gave up on shopping and just ate our night through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Super recommend the sausage and milk. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Though the thought of milk makes me wanna puke, even till today ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;More about that another time.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-6255267683507581358?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/6255267683507581358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/taiwan-day-1-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6255267683507581358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6255267683507581358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/taiwan-day-1-2.html' title='Taiwan: Day 1 &amp; 2'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LoPbo7r1WXg/TuysvsJwWzI/AAAAAAAAAnA/gQc0_QQhrVM/s72-c/299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-9169868861923054534</id><published>2011-12-14T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T23:26:10.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I get it;</title><content type='html'>My curiosity just got the better of me, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why I keep checking out things that I'd rather not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, super in discomfort today. Just want to curl up in bed now and slip into slumberland. I really really really want to be back and warm and &lt;em&gt;near.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, absence makes the heart wander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing too many of such cases these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-9169868861923054534?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/9169868861923054534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-get-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/9169868861923054534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/9169868861923054534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-get-it.html' title='I get it;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-3236350725099768470</id><published>2011-12-14T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T02:05:43.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The things I would do;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The cold still gets to me at times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Been wearing my&amp;nbsp;leather&amp;nbsp;gloves a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But it's so so much better today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally don't need my gloves at all and I love it much more like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XPKviSOZi3o/TueP6v3HD0I/AAAAAAAAAlY/_kWADF9sD2Y/s1600/286.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XPKviSOZi3o/TueP6v3HD0I/AAAAAAAAAlY/_kWADF9sD2Y/s1600/286.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Super stuffed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The food's too good and so so cheap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I really like the people here way lots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They are extremely friendly and their patience is remarkable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It shouldn't even be this hard, don't you think?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-3236350725099768470?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/3236350725099768470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/things-i-would-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/3236350725099768470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/3236350725099768470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/things-i-would-do.html' title='The things I would do;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XPKviSOZi3o/TueP6v3HD0I/AAAAAAAAAlY/_kWADF9sD2Y/s72-c/286.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-1841510685497141682</id><published>2011-12-12T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T00:19:29.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead cold;</title><content type='html'>So so freezing cold. I totally underestimated the weather and overestimated myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gloves are gonna come in super handy and right now, I just want to snuggle under the covers all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the sun tomorrow morning and I'm loving all the friendly people here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-1841510685497141682?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/1841510685497141682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/dead-cold.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1841510685497141682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1841510685497141682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/dead-cold.html' title='Dead cold;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-8430952059620070694</id><published>2011-12-11T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T20:34:00.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touched down in Taipei.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;10 December 2011 (Saturday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went for acupuncture again and cupping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Cupping with glass has a few techniques as well. One of these is to place a drop or two &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;of alcohol in the glass, swirl it around to coat the interior of the cup, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then light it on fire and place over the area to be cupped."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could hear the doc lighting up the cups before placing them on my skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It didn't really hurt though some did feel quite hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The aftermath:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6rTgBhkHP4k/TuMJ4uhYg4I/AAAAAAAAAkw/MRSgLCbKg0c/s1600/280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6rTgBhkHP4k/TuMJ4uhYg4I/AAAAAAAAAkw/MRSgLCbKg0c/s1600/280.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I think I'm quite a masochist,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that's why I never am that scared of pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In fact I liked it when she was moving the cups across my back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Because of the flame, it creates a suction and tugs at the skin quite tightly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;Started watching 'The People's Court' again on youtube. It's real cases fought out&amp;nbsp;in the civil court. I like Judge Milian cause she's so brash but analytical and sensible. It's hard to fault her sometimes even when she comes across as obnoxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿The kind of decisions I make at times, are really so so lousy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that happens because I don't want to go against what's expected of me and then have to explain for myself. This was a huge, regrettable decision on my part but I'm just convincing myself that we can't rush things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Putting this on hold is like dangling a treat in front of me and just as I'm about to reach out, I get pulled back and turned in another direction. Such a sigh-worthy moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-8430952059620070694?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/8430952059620070694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/touched-down-in-taipei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/8430952059620070694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/8430952059620070694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/touched-down-in-taipei.html' title='Touched down in Taipei.'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6rTgBhkHP4k/TuMJ4uhYg4I/AAAAAAAAAkw/MRSgLCbKg0c/s72-c/280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-5717307225165352582</id><published>2011-12-11T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T12:34:06.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left behind;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBiVtS5OSzE/TuQvvl8v_SI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Xfh7dt6fscc/s1600/281.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267px" mda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBiVtS5OSzE/TuQvvl8v_SI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Xfh7dt6fscc/s1600/281.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Showered and ready to brave the winds in Taiwan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Leaving home in an hour's time and I'm still waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's a wait for never.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gonna miss the little boy while I'm there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's still a huge bundle of joy and I love him to bits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Truly appreciate all the well wishes of safe trip and have fun,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;especially when they come so unexpectedly&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-5717307225165352582?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/5717307225165352582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/left-behind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5717307225165352582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5717307225165352582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/left-behind.html' title='Left behind;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBiVtS5OSzE/TuQvvl8v_SI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Xfh7dt6fscc/s72-c/281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-7726196625427444570</id><published>2011-12-10T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T22:55:39.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're missed;</title><content type='html'>You know that feeling of feeling someone else's pain as though it's your very own?&lt;br /&gt;And then I wonder why is it that I'm able to empathise with the&amp;nbsp;situation so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying off tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I just got "cursed" what if I dont make it back. I'll spill the beans about everything if I could anticipate that. But touch wood, it's gonna be a safe trip there and back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-7726196625427444570?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/7726196625427444570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/youre-missed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7726196625427444570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7726196625427444570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/youre-missed.html' title='You&apos;re missed;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-7030739681355012447</id><published>2011-12-10T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T17:34:45.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We could paint this town red;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 December 2011 (Friday):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have been sleeping pretty well these days,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;woke up at&amp;nbsp;630 in the morning and felt rested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lLNWesFTGEE/TuMJ2HCSyAI/AAAAAAAAAkg/PkbRXhhNdbE/s1600/279.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267px" mda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lLNWesFTGEE/TuMJ2HCSyAI/AAAAAAAAAkg/PkbRXhhNdbE/s1600/279.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had to run some errands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Quite bummed to be flying off this weekend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cause there are so many things that I need to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0dYIeoQcC8/TuMJ3SxrRqI/AAAAAAAAAko/jDUr7VF4_ig/s1600/278.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" mda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0dYIeoQcC8/TuMJ3SxrRqI/AAAAAAAAAko/jDUr7VF4_ig/s1600/278.jpg" width="241px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally&amp;nbsp;dined at&amp;nbsp;Wild Honey with&amp;nbsp;the royalty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sounds so insane to be having breakfast meals for dinner,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but I really really love breakfasts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So many stuff on the menu that I would go back for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wanna check out Rider's Cafe next for their brunch menu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, I need to rave about the A&amp;amp;F models.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They have crazily defined bods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The last time I saw anything close, it was in the movie 300.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Seeing the real thing upclose is just, out of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Totally a lucky day to be in Town haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had a really nice sharing session over dinner and dessert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love hearing other people share&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and I definitely had a good laugh last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think I can never be like those girls in the stories,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so so brave in expressing their feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not such a risk taker and last night just seems to reinforce my belief that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it is so not worth the risk sometimes&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In any case, thanks for the great company last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am&amp;nbsp;like the most dormant person around,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so my most ideal way of spending time is really to just sit down and talk,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;which we did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Probably gonna be a while before we next meet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm waiting to see the korean A&amp;amp;F wannabe by next sem hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;To reach for another is to risk involvement, to expose your feelings is to expose your true self, to love is to risk not to be loved in return.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-7030739681355012447?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/7030739681355012447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-could-paint-this-town-red.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7030739681355012447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7030739681355012447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-could-paint-this-town-red.html' title='We could paint this town red;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lLNWesFTGEE/TuMJ2HCSyAI/AAAAAAAAAkg/PkbRXhhNdbE/s72-c/279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-5166732338713734942</id><published>2011-12-08T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T20:05:06.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 December 2011 (Wednesday):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean bbq buffet dinner with The Boss group. I love beef and I loved their beef. They have a really nice drink too, kinda like very sweet barley. And what's especially lovely is their&amp;nbsp;staff who&amp;nbsp;changed the foil for our teppanyaki plate regularly, so the char doesn't get to the meat and&amp;nbsp;the hot plate is tilted so all the excess oil drips into a little tin. We definitely ate our money's worth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oB_1K2Tv3kM/TuChIBLo_XI/AAAAAAAAAkA/LzU-EYo8tEM/s1600/273.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241px" mda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oB_1K2Tv3kM/TuChIBLo_XI/AAAAAAAAAkA/LzU-EYo8tEM/s1600/273.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Found a relatively quiet hideout after dinner and I'm surprised noone goes there. I forgot what's that term we learnt in bsp1005, but it refers to the higher satisfaction derived when lesser people are consuming&amp;nbsp;a particular good.&amp;nbsp;That's the very term to describe this place. I hate crowd so it was perfect when we had almost the entire place to ourselves.&amp;nbsp;All in all, definitely an enjoyable, laidback night with the guys. They are exactly the kind of Type A people I was talking about and so thankful for the kindness. The dinner treat was unexpected but wholly appreciated. :*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;8 December 2011 (Thursday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My natural body clock wakes me up by 7am latest these days.&lt;br /&gt;And I end up having so much time in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left home early for my acupuncture session. It was so boring, I wanted to doze off.&lt;br /&gt;Had wanted to do cupping but the doc told me to wait a few days first&lt;br /&gt;since it would leave those dark round marks, that would last a week at least.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I would mind at all. Probably have to make another trip down on Sun before I fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 needles in for the acupuncture, but only one was painful.&lt;br /&gt;I never understood how the medicated plasters work. Do they?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KX0rp0YmWE4/TuCjc1qiw2I/AAAAAAAAAkI/nCpk9q-t1q4/s1600/274.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" mda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KX0rp0YmWE4/TuCjc1qiw2I/AAAAAAAAAkI/nCpk9q-t1q4/s1600/274.jpg" width="202px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Headed down to Maxwell after the acupuncture for Lao Ban&amp;nbsp;tauhuey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Joined the queue even before the shop opened,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but still ended up waiting at least 40 minutes before my turn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's the super friendly guy who served me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW2dZDKKCvA/TuCjxzDhA9I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/BBFWTPat0Uo/s1600/275.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" mda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW2dZDKKCvA/TuCjxzDhA9I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/BBFWTPat0Uo/s1600/275.jpg" width="241px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bought 12 tubs for the family,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and that's 19 bucks damage done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdoEatRvZwU/TuCjzGp1X7I/AAAAAAAAAkY/uObnvqd2cTY/s1600/276.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" mda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdoEatRvZwU/TuCjzGp1X7I/AAAAAAAAAkY/uObnvqd2cTY/s1600/276.jpg" width="241px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly, the tau huey's good only for the first few mouths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After that, I'm done for good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Spent the&amp;nbsp;afternoon accompanying&amp;nbsp;the girl for some winter shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's going Canada and the temperature there is crazily low.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just hope she survives heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so so tired now, I wish I could just crash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But gotta settle a few stuff&amp;nbsp;by tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I need to be productive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And after all these while, I still find it hard to get used to your tempo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're never too fast, just&amp;nbsp;too slow at times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-5166732338713734942?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/5166732338713734942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/little-piece-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5166732338713734942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5166732338713734942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/little-piece-of-you.html' title='Catching up;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oB_1K2Tv3kM/TuChIBLo_XI/AAAAAAAAAkA/LzU-EYo8tEM/s72-c/273.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-4671406076353016486</id><published>2011-12-06T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T11:19:38.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Found a little something in you;</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's dependency.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because of that, I've ceased to be a&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;fully functional entity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You keep my sanity,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but you're the cause of chaos within me at the very same time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One day, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we'll learn to speak the same lie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or maybe we've already been doing it all along.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in this loop of dependency and playing the guessing game.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately,&amp;nbsp;we've unknowingly&amp;nbsp;obscured the jokes from the not.&lt;br /&gt;I honestly can't tell whether you're being serious and it's making me feel so so helpless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. Don't read too much into what I say or do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-4671406076353016486?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/4671406076353016486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/found-little-something-in-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4671406076353016486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4671406076353016486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/found-little-something-in-you.html' title='Found a little something in you;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-5915176066201853897</id><published>2011-12-05T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T20:11:26.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spin and twirl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GxGuiHA0sZE/TtytVTWLeZI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/YhPefHdZH7U/s1600/267.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GxGuiHA0sZE/TtytVTWLeZI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/YhPefHdZH7U/s1600/267.jpg" width="241px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Took a stroll at Seng Kang park early yesterday morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;then headed to town&amp;nbsp;for the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Absolutely loving the freedom and liberty of time now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I really miss those days of dance where we just push ourselves at every prac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I miss Saturday practices, where&amp;nbsp;we ran 2km for warmup,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;followed by 1 hour plus of conditioning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We just played the music in the background and did our planks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;crunches, obliques, stretches &lt;em&gt;non-stop&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And after that, then we start dance prac proper for the next 2 hours at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Found some random photos of those days with the dancers;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WDeouSZlJVc/Ttyzbx_q5mI/AAAAAAAAAjY/uw7ZotfjtTM/s1600/268.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WDeouSZlJVc/Ttyzbx_q5mI/AAAAAAAAAjY/uw7ZotfjtTM/s1600/268.jpg" width="242px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the girls from RG dance, all the way to RJ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="242px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c_dwFIR9urE/TtyzdJJT8rI/AAAAAAAAAjg/OOwbRnJJeis/s1600/269.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;acting as 'guai kias' in the canteen one day&amp;nbsp;hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jgzA9L3RF2Q/TtyzeKrc8jI/AAAAAAAAAjo/zcaTCEt5JEQ/s1600/270.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="253px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jgzA9L3RF2Q/TtyzeKrc8jI/AAAAAAAAAjo/zcaTCEt5JEQ/s1600/270.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Raffles Take 5 performance -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Super duper windy cause it's at pasir ris park :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="265px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-anH551Yso/TtyzfgtFyWI/AAAAAAAAAjw/6RceF4Jodxc/s1600/271.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tgji4vqkWiI/TtyzgnmwBWI/AAAAAAAAAj4/s7ZIkmQzDSY/s1600/272.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="200px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tgji4vqkWiI/TtyzgnmwBWI/AAAAAAAAAj4/s7ZIkmQzDSY/s1600/272.jpg" width="151px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everything always look good on retrospect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I definitely am thankful for all the years in dance, never will regret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Off for some workout now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-5915176066201853897?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/5915176066201853897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/spin-and-twirl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5915176066201853897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5915176066201853897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/spin-and-twirl.html' title='Spin and twirl!'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GxGuiHA0sZE/TtytVTWLeZI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/YhPefHdZH7U/s72-c/267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-4613243520175662351</id><published>2011-12-04T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T12:12:55.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a number 9.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry-content"&gt;For the fun of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were born on the:&lt;br /&gt;1st, 10th, 19th, 28th of any month you are number 1.&lt;br /&gt;2nd, 11th, 20th, 29th of any month then you are number 2.&lt;br /&gt;3rd, 12th, 21st, 30th of any month then you are number 3.&lt;br /&gt;4th, 13th, 22nd, 31st of any month then you are Number 4.&lt;br /&gt;5th, 14th, 23rd of any month then you are number 5.&lt;br /&gt;6th, 15th, 24th of any month then you are number 6.&lt;br /&gt;7th, 16th, 25th of any month then you are number 7.&lt;br /&gt;8th, 17th, 26th of any month then you are number 8.&lt;br /&gt;9th, 18th, 27th of any month then you are number 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 1&lt;br /&gt;You are smart, a straight talker, funny, stubborn, hardworking, honest, jealous&lt;br /&gt;on a competitive basis, kind hearted, temperamental, friendly, and popular. You&lt;br /&gt;always want to be on the top and most likely to be independent. You are most&lt;br /&gt;likely to fall in love at a young age, but will marry once you mature! You are&lt;br /&gt;likely to have problems with people who have opposite views and you are most&lt;br /&gt;likely to take revenge over your enemies in a long time basis. You are a&lt;br /&gt;spender, but you will have a good profession in the future. If you are guy you&lt;br /&gt;will be very popular. You can go anywhere from the local shop to the heart of&lt;br /&gt;the parliament because you are positive and talented in numerous areas. But in&lt;br /&gt;your life you will always have some people who will work hard to bring you &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;your name down. Because of your intelligence, some might hate you. You are a&lt;br /&gt;pioneer, independent &amp;amp; original your best match is 4, 6, 8 while a good match&lt;br /&gt;would be with 3, 5 and 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 2&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, every one will love you because you are ruled by the Moon. You&lt;br /&gt;day dream a lot, you have a very low-self esteem, you need to have a back up for&lt;br /&gt;every move in your life, you are very unpredictable. You tend to change&lt;br /&gt;according to time and circumstances, selfish, have a very strong sense of&lt;br /&gt;musical and artistic talent and powerful verbal communication. You can be sweet&lt;br /&gt;as an angel and can be ruthless when double-crossed. Some might say you have a&lt;br /&gt;sixth sense. You will become a poet, writer, an artist or a businessperson. You&lt;br /&gt;are not strong in love, so your relationship will be in disarray until you&lt;br /&gt;settle down. If you are a girl, you will be responsible for your family. If you&lt;br /&gt;are a man, you tend to get involve in fights &amp;amp; arguments in the family. You will&lt;br /&gt;sacrifice your life for your family. You are gentle, intuitive with a broad&lt;br /&gt;vision. You make a well-balanced person. Your best match is 2, 7,5, and 9 no&lt;br /&gt;other people can put up with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 3&lt;br /&gt;You are hardhearted and selfish most of the time. You always tend to have lots&lt;br /&gt;of problems within your family in the early stages but you will be able to cope&lt;br /&gt;with everything. You seem to have your way in everything. And from birth you&lt;br /&gt;would always have to work hard to achieve anything you want. You always make a&lt;br /&gt;point to set examples on others, especially the younger ones. Generally you are&lt;br /&gt;not a cool person. It’s not easy dealing with you. A tough player you are! But&lt;br /&gt;once you are comfortable with someone, it will be a lasting friendship. You&lt;br /&gt;always earn respect from others. Your Ilk seems to have lots of worries and&lt;br /&gt;problems but they won’t be for long. You will have brilliant kids! You love&lt;br /&gt;money a bit too much so temptation will push you to try endlessly. You will look&lt;br /&gt;after your family and help friends, so you will spend a life time just being&lt;br /&gt;generous and kind (except for men born on the 21st). You love your freedom,&lt;br /&gt;creative and ambitious, a person who brings beauty, hope &amp;amp; joy to this world!!!&lt;br /&gt;Your best match 6 and 9. Good match 1, 3, and 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 4&lt;br /&gt;You are very stubborn, very hard working but unlucky in important matters in&lt;br /&gt;life, very cool and helpful. You might repel people away from you, you may cause&lt;br /&gt;nuisance to others if you area man, as you gifted are with understanding other&lt;br /&gt;people’s problems. If you are a girl, you excel in your studies and arts. If you&lt;br /&gt;are a guy you spend most of your time with girl friends and you tend to have too&lt;br /&gt;much fun with your mates &amp;amp; girls. Your friends will spend your time &amp;amp; money and&lt;br /&gt;get on with their life and you will be left empty handed. So be careful! You&lt;br /&gt;love to spend. Your positive side is that you are always around to help family&lt;br /&gt;and friends. You always fall in love with those younger than you. You often live&lt;br /&gt;with disappointments but you will take good care of your family. You need to be&lt;br /&gt;careful of people who will take advantage of your kind heart (ahaks!). And&lt;br /&gt;beware of your relationships too. You are radical, patient, persistent, and a&lt;br /&gt;hit old-fashioned; you live with foundation &amp;amp; order. Your best match 1, 8. Good&lt;br /&gt;match 5, 6, and 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 5&lt;br /&gt;You are very popular and you can get things done only by talking. Even to your&lt;br /&gt;enemies! You are business-minded and like to do things spontaneously. You will&lt;br /&gt;be famous if you get involved in any business. Your friends and families will&lt;br /&gt;always ask for your help, and you are the one actually with the money to help&lt;br /&gt;your friends. You will have more than one relationship, but when you settle down&lt;br /&gt;you tend to be selfish. You tend to go for other relationships – even if you are&lt;br /&gt;married at times because of your popularity. You tend to get along easily with&lt;br /&gt;anyone because the numbers is a middle number. You love freedom and changes. You&lt;br /&gt;learn your life through your personal experiences. Your best match 1, 2, Good&lt;br /&gt;match 6, 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 6&lt;br /&gt;Ooopppss… You were born to enjoy! You don’t care about others. I mean you&lt;br /&gt;always wanted to have a lifetime of enjoyment. You will excel in either&lt;br /&gt;education or business management! You are talented, kind (but with only people&lt;br /&gt;who you think are nice), and popular. All good things come easily to you. Your&lt;br /&gt;mind and body is just made perfect for love. You are loveable by any number. But&lt;br /&gt;if you are a number 6 men, you will be involved in more than a few relationships&lt;br /&gt;until you get married. If you are a girl, most of you will get married/engaged&lt;br /&gt;early. You are a caring person towards your family and friends. You are a person&lt;br /&gt;of compassion, comfort &amp;amp; fairness, domestic responsibility, good judgment, and&lt;br /&gt;after all you can heal this world’s wounds to make peace for everyone because&lt;br /&gt;you have the great power and caring talent to take the world of love one step&lt;br /&gt;further.. Your best match 7, 6, and 9. Good match 4, 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 7&lt;br /&gt;You are realistic, confident, happy, and talented in education, music, art,&lt;br /&gt;singing, and most importantly in acting. You also have a bad temper! You value&lt;br /&gt;your family status a lot; you will be in the top rank when you reach a certain&lt;br /&gt;age. If you are a guy you are popular with girls. Most of the number 7s faces&lt;br /&gt;lots of problems with their married life. Only a few are happy. You have&lt;br /&gt;everything in your life but with worries throughout your lifetime. You need to&lt;br /&gt;get ready looking for a partner rather than waiting. If you don’t, then you&lt;br /&gt;might end-up being single. You are born to contribute to everyone’s joy. Your&lt;br /&gt;best match is 2. Good matches are 1, 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 8&lt;br /&gt;You have a very strong personality and people will find it hard to understand&lt;br /&gt;you. You are more likely to suffer in your younger years. You might be also the&lt;br /&gt;one responsible to look out for your family. You often suffer all the way&lt;br /&gt;through life. You will learn life in a very practical way. You are the one who&lt;br /&gt;will fight for justice and may even die in the war too. You are normally very&lt;br /&gt;reserved with a handful of friends and most of the time, live life alone and&lt;br /&gt;always prepared to help others. However, once you settle down, (which is often&lt;br /&gt;late), then your had lucks will disappear. You will face unexpected problems&lt;br /&gt;such as encountering poisonous animals, and accidents. You are highly-&lt;br /&gt;disciplined, persistence, and courageous, and it is your strength that will take&lt;br /&gt;you to success. You are a great part of a family team. You are a fighter! Your&lt;br /&gt;Best match 1, 4 and 8. Good match 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 9&lt;br /&gt;You guys are the most incompatible people in the world. You are so strong,&lt;br /&gt;physically and mentally. You often have big-aims. You will work hard and will&lt;br /&gt;think it’s still hard to get there, even if you already have gotten there!&lt;br /&gt;Normally you suffer in the early age from family problems and generally you will&lt;br /&gt;have to fight in life. You are respected by others. &lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;You were however very&lt;br /&gt;naughty in your childhood&lt;/span&gt;, and often got beaten up by your parents and had been&lt;br /&gt;involved in fights and you seemed to have suffered lots of injuries. But when&lt;br /&gt;you grow older you become calm and will fall into the quiet and dignified macho&lt;br /&gt;type. Love is not an easy matter for you. You are however good in engineering or&lt;br /&gt;banking jobs because people always trust you. Your family life is very good, but&lt;br /&gt;you will always worry over your children. Your finer qualities are that you are&lt;br /&gt;humanitarian, patient, very wise &amp;amp; compassionate. You are born to achieve&lt;br /&gt;targets and serve every one equally without any prejudice. You are a role model&lt;br /&gt;for everyone. Your best match 3, 5, 6, and 9. Good match 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-4613243520175662351?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/4613243520175662351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-number-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4613243520175662351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4613243520175662351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-number-9.html' title='I&apos;m a number 9.'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-6398055397238851572</id><published>2011-12-03T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T21:39:59.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black hole;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looping the same song over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's like the most comforting thing on this cold night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when my tummy's churning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something 'bout the voice is giving me mixed feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It warms me but slips me into the 'missing you' mode at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E1Hf-QH218A/TtojtmxEi9I/AAAAAAAAAi4/YaFZ9Qgy-4I/s1600/266.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E1Hf-QH218A/TtojtmxEi9I/AAAAAAAAAi4/YaFZ9Qgy-4I/s1600/266.jpg" width="238px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The weather's getting so cold these days,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope I survive the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;The kind of people that just want a piece of you, without&amp;nbsp;giving anything substantive in return.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be a filler when you're bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wU9_s8mPP2A/TtnxdnS2SEI/AAAAAAAAAiw/FVeI4OJ4Ybw/s1600/tumblr_lqronwimQ21qcxieko1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="298px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wU9_s8mPP2A/TtnxdnS2SEI/AAAAAAAAAiw/FVeI4OJ4Ybw/s1600/tumblr_lqronwimQ21qcxieko1_400.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So hopeful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-6398055397238851572?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/6398055397238851572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/black-hole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6398055397238851572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6398055397238851572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/black-hole.html' title='Black hole;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E1Hf-QH218A/TtojtmxEi9I/AAAAAAAAAi4/YaFZ9Qgy-4I/s72-c/266.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-3208988140215089267</id><published>2011-12-03T00:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T00:59:41.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perforated heart;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31 November 2011 (Wednesday):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Been more than a month since we last met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This semester has been really difficult cause of our timetables&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but thankful for the long&amp;nbsp;texts once in awhile to update each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and the support and encouragement we give each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Looking at this just warms me up. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_qx1yq_AYpo/TteQLiOr6MI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Ub7EaoemONo/s1600/262.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="241px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_qx1yq_AYpo/TteQLiOr6MI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Ub7EaoemONo/s1600/262.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tried Agantea cause Ali wanted bubtea and Gongcha's Q was too long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Spent most of our time sharing stories before heading over to MBS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3gI6rfOHADs/TteKk_wXX1I/AAAAAAAAAhw/O28muEA2HQM/s1600/386164_10150388416281386_593956385_8908509_619302032_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3gI6rfOHADs/TteKk_wXX1I/AAAAAAAAAhw/O28muEA2HQM/s1600/386164_10150388416281386_593956385_8908509_619302032_n.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a long night after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bumped into so many random people that night who said hi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;surprised that quite a few were acquaintances from RJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; just two lines to sum&amp;nbsp;the night&amp;nbsp;up:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. Saw things I'd rather had not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Not even if you could promise me rainbows and unicorns)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. Truly thankful and warmed by some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;3 December 2011 (Friday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I officially have much shorter hair now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But it's ok, would have had it shorter actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-06NqWiZEIO0/Ttj4M1ezuHI/AAAAAAAAAio/RaKGFmo3VJI/s1600/265.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-06NqWiZEIO0/Ttj4M1ezuHI/AAAAAAAAAio/RaKGFmo3VJI/s1600/265.jpg" width="225px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caught Almost Famous and it was really long and boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Local productions still have a long way to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Right now, I'm just so so full from all the bbq food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My&amp;nbsp;night would be complete if I could have the soda from lunch today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;****&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What attracts someone's attention doesn't always attract their respect. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What turns someone's head doesn't always turn their heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Between loving me and loving yourself,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you chose yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-3208988140215089267?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/3208988140215089267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/perforated-heart_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/3208988140215089267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/3208988140215089267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/perforated-heart_03.html' title='Perforated heart;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_qx1yq_AYpo/TteQLiOr6MI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Ub7EaoemONo/s72-c/262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-8192628646395593401</id><published>2011-12-02T10:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T10:18:27.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; we set fire to the rain;</title><content type='html'>Ah, super guilty for missing the ag outing today, but but but &lt;br /&gt;see, &lt;br /&gt;I prioritised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to head out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Getting so cold these days, why doesn't it just snow?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-8192628646395593401?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/8192628646395593401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-set-fire-to-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/8192628646395593401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/8192628646395593401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-set-fire-to-rain.html' title='&amp; we set fire to the rain;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-3689913689291089875</id><published>2011-12-01T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T23:01:38.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello December;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xw1gmimfpRs/TteVKL6ExKI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/1UQ1kA5Pg90/s1600/261.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xw1gmimfpRs/TteVKL6ExKI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/1UQ1kA5Pg90/s1600/261.jpg" width="214px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Been some time since I decided to let the hair grow so long,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;think the last time was in J1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I like the way my hairdresser could talk to me throughout the 2 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is so so patient and super friendly, though he said I stressed him quite a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thinking too much,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but I just wanna know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-3689913689291089875?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/3689913689291089875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/hello-december.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/3689913689291089875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/3689913689291089875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/hello-december.html' title='Hello December;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xw1gmimfpRs/TteVKL6ExKI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/1UQ1kA5Pg90/s72-c/261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-1275762737657619105</id><published>2011-12-01T12:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T13:12:10.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two winks;</title><content type='html'>Super sluggish to the max right now. Last night was good fun, but probably just in my own definition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to Y was liberation at its best.&amp;nbsp;Finally someone who can understand the situation and share my sentiments. I guess it's true that we just want people who will affirm our beliefs but I have my grounds for feeling the way I do.&amp;nbsp;Last night was just another point-proven occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I see and what I &lt;em&gt;hear&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;with my own eyes and my own ears,&lt;br /&gt;aren't those enough to set my impression of you in stone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have an issue with the kind of words that come from you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-1275762737657619105?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/1275762737657619105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/perforated-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1275762737657619105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1275762737657619105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/12/perforated-heart.html' title='Two winks;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-5701837830075272705</id><published>2011-11-29T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T13:27:22.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chase me;</title><content type='html'>Been such a haphazard, frazzled preparation over the past few days but nothing's stopping the contentment in me right now. Probably gonna feel like crap after the paper, and&amp;nbsp;kill myself&amp;nbsp;wondering why I was so&amp;nbsp;disorganised in my studying but what needs to be done has to be done and what shall be forgotten, will be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; tonight, I'm gonna make sure I surf my laptop on my bed. It will be my first time since moving in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-5701837830075272705?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/5701837830075272705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/chase-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5701837830075272705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5701837830075272705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/chase-me.html' title='Chase me;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-2707023348812063066</id><published>2011-11-29T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T01:06:42.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The cutest boy ever;</title><content type='html'>The poor boy has been really off tangent these days ):&lt;br /&gt;Called the vet and he said to bring oscar down asap.&lt;br /&gt;Been making way too many trips down to The Animal Clinic.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have to rush him down tomorrow and see what the vet says.&lt;br /&gt;I do hope he can walk properly soon, without looking so contorted, and without buckling every couple of steps. Mum says he's old and I need to come to terms with that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But when I stare into his eyes, they are still so bright and youngish as ever. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TnkmH7SOp40/TtO-q7lZMzI/AAAAAAAAAhY/hBozh8pe7yQ/s1600/260.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="294px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TnkmH7SOp40/TtO-q7lZMzI/AAAAAAAAAhY/hBozh8pe7yQ/s1600/260.jpg" width="320px" /&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/7516756974291014122-2707023348812063066?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/2707023348812063066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/cutest-boy-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/2707023348812063066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/2707023348812063066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/cutest-boy-ever.html' title='The cutest boy ever;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TnkmH7SOp40/TtO-q7lZMzI/AAAAAAAAAhY/hBozh8pe7yQ/s72-c/260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-5218561291329822557</id><published>2011-11-27T17:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T17:53:27.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Wedding;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Attended a short wedding reception today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; I'm glad I decided to spend the couple of hours there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MFwsMZ-TX-4/TtIDTakpnBI/AAAAAAAAAg4/hadd1MbImLw/s1600/258.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MFwsMZ-TX-4/TtIDTakpnBI/AAAAAAAAAg4/hadd1MbImLw/s1600/258.jpg" width="210px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;During his speech, the groom said: "True love never runs easy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They are lucky to have received so much support and encouragement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;from their friends and loved ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am deeply moved whenever I think of the sacrifice made by the groom for his bride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Heartfelt blessings to this interracial union. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Was really nice meeting up with the gang again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some things just don't change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The things the guys say, still make me laugh so hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Was in perfect comfort zone and can't wait to see them again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On a side note, super envious of J right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The last time I went his place, I remember it was this 4-storey apartment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;kinda like a penthouse since the rooftop is open air,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and they had their own basement too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Recently, he moved over to the neighbour's house, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cause his parents decided to buy it over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Exact same floor plan, with the same 4 storeys,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;except, his parents are still staying over at the original house&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can you imagine how much freedom that entails?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I would be having weekly house parties if that was me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gonna crash the place after the exams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; C's new place at Metropole too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cutest street names spotted while in J's car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(hahah he has an equally cute car)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;December's coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This means so many of the guys are finally gonna ORD next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I had waited, it would have been next week.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;****&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-48JCgsoRJXU/TtD4qk2c9NI/AAAAAAAAAgw/yw9-Nz_4Rx4/s1600/260041_10150316383753714_524048713_9445541_4634638_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="300px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-48JCgsoRJXU/TtD4qk2c9NI/AAAAAAAAAgw/yw9-Nz_4Rx4/s1600/260041_10150316383753714_524048713_9445541_4634638_n.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If only I could go back in time to this period,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and live all the moments after that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-5218561291329822557?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/5218561291329822557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/white-wedding.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5218561291329822557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5218561291329822557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/white-wedding.html' title='White Wedding;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MFwsMZ-TX-4/TtIDTakpnBI/AAAAAAAAAg4/hadd1MbImLw/s72-c/258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-689701079905410673</id><published>2011-11-26T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T21:10:26.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With or without you;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The christmas lights at town still bring the same warm fuzzy feeling every year. Just caught a glimpse of it, and I'm gonna make sure I catch it all after the exams, closer to Christmas.&amp;nbsp;Last year's christmas, I remember receiving the most unexpected gift. It was definitely one of the most understated surprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wonder what christmas would be like this year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q31nAtel3YQ/TtDiWdb8_VI/AAAAAAAAAgo/85IbwXTRcVg/s1600/girl_leaving.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q31nAtel3YQ/TtDiWdb8_VI/AAAAAAAAAgo/85IbwXTRcVg/s1600/girl_leaving.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No one said it was gonna be easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but no one said it would be &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; hard either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This cycle of dependency is obviously doing me no good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-689701079905410673?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/689701079905410673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/with-or-without-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/689701079905410673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/689701079905410673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/with-or-without-you.html' title='With or without you;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q31nAtel3YQ/TtDiWdb8_VI/AAAAAAAAAgo/85IbwXTRcVg/s72-c/girl_leaving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-7490941192004778899</id><published>2011-11-26T14:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T20:56:39.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake me up when this ends;</title><content type='html'>It's raining again and I'm snugged under my jacket, with the air-con switched on. Trudging through my managerial accounting questions, with the most half-hearted effort. It's esp frustrating cause it's so&amp;nbsp;deceptively easy and everyone's gonna get it, except me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Getting through this with a cup of hot choc, while listening to acoustic by sabrina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, it's tomorrow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know exactly what you mean when you say that &lt;em&gt;the power in all relationships lies with whoever cares less&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel you cause it's a struggle we share. But you know what, at least it's not happening between us. This friendship grew stronger precisely because we both care, a lot.&amp;nbsp; Stay strong, keep faith and I'm gonna be a fixture in your life for the whole of december, I promise. &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-7490941192004778899?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/7490941192004778899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/wake-me-up-when-this-ends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7490941192004778899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/7490941192004778899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/wake-me-up-when-this-ends.html' title='Wake me up when this ends;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-1837477509296262603</id><published>2011-11-25T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T22:29:01.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just two questions;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Since when and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;A battle in which faith and reason feed upon&amp;nbsp;the other. I figured out what it is about her that devours my every last bit of sanity. It's the deepset insecurity that she plants in me. I hate that she's such a reminder of what I don't and won't have. And I hate that she can be so unaffected, while I let myself be plagued by these mindless comparisons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So indignant that in this silent mind game, she had the edge over me. Nv been more disturbed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Anw, gonna crash earlier tonight. That's the easiest way to make the next few hours fly past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;amp; when I wake up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;it's gonna be a good Saturday morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-1837477509296262603?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/1837477509296262603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-two-questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1837477509296262603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1837477509296262603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-two-questions.html' title='Just two questions;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-8609851843970205336</id><published>2011-11-25T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T00:00:00.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How would I forget;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because I know you're gonna read this page sooner or later,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here's a little surprise for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You said my blog emo,&amp;nbsp;so this is gonna be the least emo post ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY! :)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You the most annoying, yet the funniest too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that's all I'm saying here, cause this is public domain afterall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I know your ego needs a little boosting,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so.... I'm posting the pic you sent to me FOR YOU:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bv5mJPlArBM/Ts5kEvh7ZBI/AAAAAAAAAgg/gh586wq97I8/s1600/apple+to+my+pie.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="236px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bv5mJPlArBM/Ts5kEvh7ZBI/AAAAAAAAAgg/gh586wq97I8/s1600/apple+to+my+pie.bmp" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Except, I don't wanna marry you please. hahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Looking forward to the horror movie in December!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Quick chope a date before others chope me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; you really thought I would go to bed without wishing you happy bday meh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gullible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Super good mood today cause I finally had time in the afternoon to actually head out awhile to do my own stuff. It felt so so good and I'm gonna feel this every single day once the holidays come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, hi sis (when you're reading this).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is evidence that I showered before heading out today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YPiWaUDU8Eg/Ts5kBzOWBlI/AAAAAAAAAgY/K5QiqcqQNaM/s1600/257.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YPiWaUDU8Eg/Ts5kBzOWBlI/AAAAAAAAAgY/K5QiqcqQNaM/s1600/257.jpg" width="220px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Don't ask me why need evidence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's our morse code.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;MA is so tough, I have never felt dumber. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-8609851843970205336?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/8609851843970205336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-would-i-forget.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/8609851843970205336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/8609851843970205336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-would-i-forget.html' title='How would I forget;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bv5mJPlArBM/Ts5kEvh7ZBI/AAAAAAAAAgg/gh586wq97I8/s72-c/apple+to+my+pie.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-1267394271470097391</id><published>2011-11-23T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T21:50:30.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The story behind those closed eyes;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bSUJlweD4BY/Tsz4UbG7EiI/AAAAAAAAAf8/z-ARUmIj6_A/s1600/6332843401_c711ffbe3c_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="400px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bSUJlweD4BY/Tsz4UbG7EiI/AAAAAAAAAf8/z-ARUmIj6_A/s1600/6332843401_c711ffbe3c_z.jpg" width="285px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My favourite lines are the first two lines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Simply because being imperfect has never seem so normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JUNZVLIzPvk/Tsz4Vh-ZzZI/AAAAAAAAAgE/V4tWlbiMj2k/s1600/tumblr_li669mYzbK1qd707ho1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JUNZVLIzPvk/Tsz4Vh-ZzZI/AAAAAAAAAgE/V4tWlbiMj2k/s1600/tumblr_li669mYzbK1qd707ho1_400.jpg" width="233px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Saw an almost exact (but prettier) replica of this picture couple of years ago in some magazine and I thought it was so lovely. Finally stumbled upon it again somehow, but this guy looks quite stumpy for some reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One last paper to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Glad that today's paper wasn't a killer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Other than that, I'm not feeling the slightest bit of anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I worry that I might be getting quite apathetic afterall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I need something to make me feel excited about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes, I just feel lucky. Gone are the days I wonder why luck's so tough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-1267394271470097391?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/1267394271470097391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/story-behind-those-closed-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1267394271470097391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1267394271470097391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/story-behind-those-closed-eyes.html' title='The story behind those closed eyes;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bSUJlweD4BY/Tsz4UbG7EiI/AAAAAAAAAf8/z-ARUmIj6_A/s72-c/6332843401_c711ffbe3c_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-4520506899717108855</id><published>2011-11-22T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T22:08:16.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relegated;</title><content type='html'>"you say the same words over and over again. i could construct whole conversations that would take place between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanting to excise myself from your life is but a matter of mentality. in reality, i already am excised, save for my persistent emotional attachment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very nicely written,&amp;nbsp;right to each pause and punctuation. &lt;br /&gt;Almost as though it's conveying the exact words off anyone's mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;There was&amp;nbsp;this word that eluded me during the paper yesterday. I could very vaguely picture it in my head - it starts with a 'C' and that was about all I could managed.&amp;nbsp;I'm perpetually plagued by my own incoherence these days&amp;nbsp;and that's like stabbing myself in the back since I&amp;nbsp;can nv quite get&amp;nbsp;people who tamper with their&amp;nbsp;words and meanings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;1 more paper down tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a rat race after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting quite tired these days, sometimes I wonder what am I running on since I have been abstaining from coffee for the longest of time. Once the exams are over, I think&amp;nbsp;I want to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;And I want to read. I miss having a good book that can keep me absorbed every night till I fall alseep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;spot the difference&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-4520506899717108855?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/4520506899717108855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/relegated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4520506899717108855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4520506899717108855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/relegated.html' title='Relegated;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-2911013472933788919</id><published>2011-11-21T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T22:02:52.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's my answer;</title><content type='html'>Don't ask what's wrong,&lt;br /&gt;I can't even verbalise it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;This should say it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tiNvyZVXv6w" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the song here in my heart&lt;br /&gt;A melody I start but can't complete&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the sound from deep within&lt;br /&gt;It's only beginning to find release&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen, I am alone at a crossroads&lt;br /&gt;I'm not at home in my own home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I've tried and tried to say what's on mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should have known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, now &lt;strong&gt;I'm done believing you&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;I'm more than what you made of me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed the voice you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;But now I've gotta find my own&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you even really listen to the things I say?&lt;br /&gt;I don't come and go at your dispense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-2911013472933788919?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' 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url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tiNvyZVXv6w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-1335889741135635022</id><published>2011-11-21T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T15:03:13.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thorn in my flesh;</title><content type='html'>Some things,&lt;br /&gt;why wouldn't they just stay where they belong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blues is seeping through.&lt;br /&gt;Something's getting really uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it ain't obvious enough, you're a pain.&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna sound crude, but freaking stay away.&lt;br /&gt;Any place, but just not here.&lt;br /&gt;I reject anything or anyone remotely close to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-1335889741135635022?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/1335889741135635022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/thorn-in-my-flesh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1335889741135635022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1335889741135635022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/thorn-in-my-flesh.html' title='Thorn in my flesh;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-1089266998832814094</id><published>2011-11-20T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T22:36:38.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Imagine;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JRATj_80k_A/TskGjdMpBEI/AAAAAAAAAfc/qO1vzQQOm2w/s1600/tumblr_lpprpicttF1qzwyfio1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JRATj_80k_A/TskGjdMpBEI/AAAAAAAAAfc/qO1vzQQOm2w/s1600/tumblr_lpprpicttF1qzwyfio1_500.jpg" width="296px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sociology finals tomorrow &amp;amp; I hope the brain will churn out some sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't study proper at all. I feel this huge inertia to make a purposeful effort in memorising my theories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think I'm just lazy. To top that up, I don't like to re-read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I like to read new stuff, I like fresh perspectives,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I like the unorthodox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So it's really a chore to be going through the same old things again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nonetheless, SC1101E has been a fulfilling module.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It made me read a lot cause I end up digressing onto the web for more articles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(and this means a lot to me, cause I wouldn't have time in the sem to read otherwise)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and I enjoy the times we disagree to agree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I would love to have more classes with my tutor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She has this pointblank way of provoking your thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and that's exactly the kind of analytical process I want to subsume myself in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A pity time wasn't on our side, and this is not my major either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly,&amp;nbsp;I found it challenging to see everything from a sociology perspective. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But once you get it, it's a really well-weaved story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Balancing&amp;nbsp;my smiles along the tip of your words.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Had a conversation with the good friend the other day and I felt so bad about having to be so brutally honest with her. I could have withhold those thoughts, but I've kept it in for too long. I was torn in the situation. On one hand, I wanted to help free her by putting things into perspective. Besides, it was painfully obvious to me that something's not very right at all in the relationship. On the other hand, I wanted her to hold on, just so I don't lose hope along with her. In any case, glad she's decided on what's best for her and even more comforted to know that this friendship can tolerate such cutting exchanges of thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And by some lovely coincidence, a few friends whom I haven't had the chance to talk to for quite some time actually struck conversations with me today. All from different phases of my life, and thinking about how I missed the times I had with each one of them actually made me realise there were quite many good moments from the past. Time for some major catching up after the exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-1089266998832814094?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/1089266998832814094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/lets-imagine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1089266998832814094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/1089266998832814094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/lets-imagine.html' title='Let&apos;s Imagine;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JRATj_80k_A/TskGjdMpBEI/AAAAAAAAAfc/qO1vzQQOm2w/s72-c/tumblr_lpprpicttF1qzwyfio1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-4545320163532395227</id><published>2011-11-19T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T21:13:27.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranded by your silence;</title><content type='html'>It's a really unproductive day. Heart's not in my books at all.&lt;br /&gt;Went out for lunch, went for a swim and I just feel like crashing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said what I shouldn't have.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but still, can we have some moderation please?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At our worst moments, &lt;br /&gt;we know who are the ones we want by our side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-4545320163532395227?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/4545320163532395227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/stranded-by-your-silence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4545320163532395227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4545320163532395227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/stranded-by-your-silence.html' title='Stranded by your silence;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-633962203241942166</id><published>2011-11-19T01:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T20:40:36.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23:55</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Looking in their eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see a memory,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never realized&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how happy you made me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mandy -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b81AC_iJ8lg/TsaRgmhLqkI/AAAAAAAAAfE/BLsl1AMU2RQ/s1600/tumblr_luv8s8qVDY1r4xmhyo1_500.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="209px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b81AC_iJ8lg/TsaRgmhLqkI/AAAAAAAAAfE/BLsl1AMU2RQ/s1600/tumblr_luv8s8qVDY1r4xmhyo1_500.bmp" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uw4wK4W2zuY/TsaRjmOddjI/AAAAAAAAAfM/btp_eE3j0Zs/s1600/tumblr_lup199EfrY1r0cv22o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="224px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uw4wK4W2zuY/TsaRjmOddjI/AAAAAAAAAfM/btp_eE3j0Zs/s1600/tumblr_lup199EfrY1r0cv22o1_400.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HFKwTTnyEg/TsaRlK1aa-I/AAAAAAAAAfU/z2a0Iw2EJL0/s1600/tumblr_luv8ryTLpT1qetl46o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="239px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HFKwTTnyEg/TsaRlK1aa-I/AAAAAAAAAfU/z2a0Iw2EJL0/s320/tumblr_luv8ryTLpT1qetl46o1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You know the feeling, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;when there's so much in you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but the words just don't come out at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight's one of those times &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't place a finger on what I really wanna say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But just cause I don't say, doesn't mean I don't appreciate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm the kinda person who gets happy&amp;nbsp;just listening to others say my&amp;nbsp;name, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;let alone when you're doing more than just that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't say this enough,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I love Westlife.&lt;/em&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-633962203241942166?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/633962203241942166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/2255.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/633962203241942166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/633962203241942166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/2255.html' title='23:55'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b81AC_iJ8lg/TsaRgmhLqkI/AAAAAAAAAfE/BLsl1AMU2RQ/s72-c/tumblr_luv8s8qVDY1r4xmhyo1_500.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-6507796249131632665</id><published>2011-11-18T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T17:47:03.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, I saw it happen.</title><content type='html'>The things you'll do for someone;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's not about how far you'll go,&lt;br /&gt;But doing the littlest of things cause that's how much it matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insignificant? That's just in the eyes of the beholder.&lt;br /&gt;To you, to me; we know it's not.&lt;br /&gt;Perceptive? Maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just cause I'd do the exact same if I were you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so easy to read someone's actions towards others,&lt;br /&gt;But never when it's towards you?&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading week is over.&lt;br /&gt;Getting a little tired but still not feeling like i'm ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-6507796249131632665?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/6507796249131632665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/things-youll-do-for-someone-sometimes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6507796249131632665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/6507796249131632665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/things-youll-do-for-someone-sometimes.html' title='Today, I saw it happen.'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-4390361833820212401</id><published>2011-11-18T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T01:21:28.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I could have thought;</title><content type='html'>If I could figure what's on that mind of yours, what else is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 hours; &lt;br /&gt;my ephemeral moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-4390361833820212401?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/4390361833820212401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-could-have-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4390361833820212401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4390361833820212401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-could-have-thought.html' title='I could have thought;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-4408988906578220728</id><published>2011-11-18T00:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T00:46:46.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's too late.</title><content type='html'>14 months on and you decided it's time. Whatever the reason, take it back.&lt;br /&gt;I've grown and I've changed.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even understand what you're trying to do.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the case, it's not working.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even like&amp;nbsp;it the slightest bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've come to realise there are two groups of people&amp;nbsp;I've come to know in&amp;nbsp;school.&lt;br /&gt;For simplicity and ambiguity, they are the 'Type A's and&amp;nbsp;the 'Type B's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Type A's are like the old buddies. You just feel like you've known them since forever and you can&amp;nbsp;be so comfortable in their presence.&amp;nbsp;Everything just clicks, relationships are built on the basis of genuinity and we're just like a big family. I can only say, I can't be more glad they are all a part of my uni life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Type B's are&amp;nbsp;the people&amp;nbsp;you just want to avoid. They make you so deadly&amp;nbsp;uncomfortable and just the thought of them in sight puts me off. They are exactly the kind of people that somehow loops back into your life because this little community of ours is just that interconnected. It's almost impossible to shrug them off entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only semester that I've come across the 'Type B's.&amp;nbsp;Less than a handful&amp;nbsp;in numbers, but more than enough. Thankfully, for every 'Type B' out there, there are at least 10 'Type A's to smile for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people I truly treasure;&amp;nbsp; I don't say it all the time, but I keep it in my heart and mind so so clearly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-4408988906578220728?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/4408988906578220728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-too-late.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4408988906578220728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4408988906578220728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-too-late.html' title='It&apos;s too late.'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-8882685458738284632</id><published>2011-11-17T01:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T01:26:26.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undecided.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been in a situation where you actually want something&amp;nbsp;only because it's good in its entirety, and not because it really&amp;nbsp;fits you? It's like, you're afraid of letting it slip past, for fear you might not come across another of this kind again. So you try to convince yourself that maybe, maybe this is the right thing for you and you should perhaps, pursue it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what happens if this situation is actually a physical human being?&lt;br /&gt;Naive or manipulative or selfish or foresighted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, there is always someone better out there. I don't know how that works out. But just cause it's never gonna be the same, doesn't mean it can't get any better. Chances are, it will. Cause now you know what is it that you can actually do without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when it really happens, would you say yes?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, I still cannot understand how is it remotely possible to have feelings for someone you've decided&amp;nbsp;you can let go off. There is something so melancholic in that, I don't like the thought of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-8882685458738284632?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/8882685458738284632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/undecided.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/8882685458738284632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/8882685458738284632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/undecided.html' title='Undecided.'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-4139649910573103760</id><published>2011-11-14T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:57:50.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught on your bait;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Been spamming my webcasts the past 2 days,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and I'm trying to use webcast time to train my multi-tasking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I play songs together with the webcast,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes I read articles while listening to the webcast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be able to juggle conversations in no time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mugging feels really slow moving these days, but I do see progress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Headed out for dinner with the sis at 9pm last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bad choice cause we only had fast food to choose from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had to settle for KFC and it was so so so bad! I hate fast food now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With the sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have no idea why she looks so well-rested,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and why we look so different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZNP7xGuYfM/TsCYljLJCwI/AAAAAAAAAe8/9GIika6ic0U/s1600/251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZNP7xGuYfM/TsCYljLJCwI/AAAAAAAAAe8/9GIika6ic0U/s1600/251.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I really need to catch up on sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These days, I just concuss the very second I lie on my bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;你如果很幸福&lt;br /&gt;半夜的简讯我就不需回复&lt;br /&gt;因为你的悲喜已经有了 容身之处&lt;br /&gt;我也 能有 &lt;br /&gt;最纯粹的孤独 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To you&lt;/em&gt;, just quit guessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What's meant to be, time will tell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-4139649910573103760?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/4139649910573103760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/caught-on-your-bait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4139649910573103760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4139649910573103760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/caught-on-your-bait.html' title='Caught on your bait;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZNP7xGuYfM/TsCYljLJCwI/AAAAAAAAAe8/9GIika6ic0U/s72-c/251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-3387423828206405703</id><published>2011-11-13T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T23:36:10.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cannot stand it anymore.</title><content type='html'>It's almost illegal to be that cute.&lt;br /&gt;I need to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I'm sold.&lt;br /&gt;At least for today, you got me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-3387423828206405703?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/3387423828206405703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-cannot-stand-it-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/3387423828206405703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/3387423828206405703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-cannot-stand-it-anymore.html' title='I cannot stand it anymore.'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-919215800384836331</id><published>2011-11-13T20:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T22:46:01.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal issue;</title><content type='html'>Though sometimes I hate Facebook for&amp;nbsp;smacking news that I would rather not know right&amp;nbsp;into my face, I like it for the times it keeps me in the loop on what's going on in the lives of people I care for. I noticed that so many of those couples from JC are still together - and it's been almost 2 years since I've graduated. I guess I've seen too many breakups around me, so those that last truly have my most sincere&amp;nbsp;blessings, especially since I think it's really hard when couples are juggling very different priorities in life (like army&amp;nbsp;and university). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's this super lovey dovey couple on Facebook. Actually, it's nothing much. It's just that they like to pack their wall posts to each other with terms of endearment and I'm a little uncomfortable with that. There's nothing wrong honestly. This is probably the mildest form of PDA already. But I was just thinking, what happens when they breakup one day? All&amp;nbsp;these reminders of love on public domains will probably just ignite a lot of disgruntlement in them. Inevitable; but most relationships just end up ugly like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, so much fuss over nothing cause I think I just have an issue whenever I see them use the term "Honey". Strong personal dislike for that word. It makes me purse my lips and frown a little and that little voice in my head just goes: "yucks". hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't she pretty or what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's just something about asian beauty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that draws me to them much more than any other forms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I know she's mixed, but she has vietnamese blood in her.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-490rUUJSycc/Tr-tzUSOA-I/AAAAAAAAAek/mjiN6-arK4c/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-490rUUJSycc/Tr-tzUSOA-I/AAAAAAAAAek/mjiN6-arK4c/s1600/untitled.bmp" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fRV5XTydE3E/Tr-t2JGAtUI/AAAAAAAAAes/mbuEt6b4Sws/s1600/250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228px" nda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fRV5XTydE3E/Tr-t2JGAtUI/AAAAAAAAAes/mbuEt6b4Sws/s1600/250.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's all that I wanted, now I'm living without.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It must have been love, but it's over now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-919215800384836331?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/919215800384836331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/personal-issue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/919215800384836331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/919215800384836331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/personal-issue.html' title='Personal issue;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-490rUUJSycc/Tr-tzUSOA-I/AAAAAAAAAek/mjiN6-arK4c/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-4136025986243168701</id><published>2011-11-12T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T22:19:14.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's talk about obligations;</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;When in doubt, just take a step back&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I tell this to myself all the time,&amp;nbsp;and it's ringing&amp;nbsp;in my head&amp;nbsp;right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an escapist;&lt;br /&gt;most of the time, I just wanna avoid the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of the things that I have a real problem with, is handling obligations. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to say 'no', even if it upsets me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because of that, I become extremely aware whenever I sense the slightest bit of&amp;nbsp;obligation from others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really rather you do nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;Your obligations towards me hold me in my tracks. &lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how to react, without feeding your obligations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How, tell me how, can I demystify you and your words and your thoughts and your actions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HkuWakb_XqY/Tr5-UOejOzI/AAAAAAAAAec/v8jLu5QrW-Y/s1600/249.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HkuWakb_XqY/Tr5-UOejOzI/AAAAAAAAAec/v8jLu5QrW-Y/s1600/249.jpg" width="241px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Slow moving day at mugging today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But, it will get better.&amp;nbsp;It has to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-4136025986243168701?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/4136025986243168701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/lets-talk-about-obligations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4136025986243168701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4136025986243168701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/lets-talk-about-obligations.html' title='Let&apos;s talk about obligations;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HkuWakb_XqY/Tr5-UOejOzI/AAAAAAAAAec/v8jLu5QrW-Y/s72-c/249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-3087747936541267081</id><published>2011-11-12T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T20:20:27.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11.11.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, everyone's talking about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's 11/11/11 today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Didn't&amp;nbsp;intend&amp;nbsp;for this,&amp;nbsp;but I spent it with some people that I really like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(You inclusive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Slept at 5am trying to tidy up the assignment for entrepreneurship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cause I didn't feel safe leaving it for the next morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At least I wasn't alone; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that made it so much easier to get through the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, thank you to those who kept me awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Battling the fatigue definitely made my stomach churn a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But you know what, that's one more module done for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just 17 more days and 3 more to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Met up with the girls tonight and I can't be any happier :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't remember the last time the 3 of us made it together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just know it was quite some time ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our group of 3 has expanded! Cause the girls brought their guys along hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't describe that feeling of bliss,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to see the friends you like so much in such good hands now. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But I'm still gonna bug them like they're mine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I think jang must be so glad we're in different schools now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so&amp;nbsp;I won't always manja and be so dependent on her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I mean, who else would finish my food for me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;taste my food for me whenever I think it's spoilt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;listen to me say 'long time to see' &lt;strong&gt;every single &lt;/strong&gt;week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and bear with my whines and whatnots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No one else does all of the above for me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and that's why I like her so so&amp;nbsp;much too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anw, jang made a mini rainbow cake for chee's birthday :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There was bailey frosting between the layers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Super yumz. I ate one whole slice though I was mad full from dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XeeBpZKuWbA/Tr1G-pMT79I/AAAAAAAAAeE/cKSWP_I7Njg/s1600/248.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XeeBpZKuWbA/Tr1G-pMT79I/AAAAAAAAAeE/cKSWP_I7Njg/s1600/248.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner at Mad for Garlic was so-so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The pizza was decent. I love rocket leaves&amp;nbsp;on skinny pizzas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Risotto was good but too filling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And perhaps, they should really do something about their garlic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I barely tasted it. Or at least, it didnt leave an impression on me at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TPCOk5fZQW0/Tr1HD80gsVI/AAAAAAAAAeU/vF48-T6bqlQ/s1600/244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TPCOk5fZQW0/Tr1HD80gsVI/AAAAAAAAAeU/vF48-T6bqlQ/s1600/244.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All in all, it was a great catch-up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Felt like we were back to the jc days,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;when we talked about all the big and little things we did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gave the girls' one polaroid photo each before we left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is jang's! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--WBy32_qbUo/Tr1HC35f6pI/AAAAAAAAAeM/DdjKzXfjM7E/s1600/245.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--WBy32_qbUo/Tr1HC35f6pI/AAAAAAAAAeM/DdjKzXfjM7E/s1600/245.jpg" width="261px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;p.s. I lost my own polaroid pic! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I swear I was holding onto it when I came into my room,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and the next moment, it was GONE, just like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-3087747936541267081?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/3087747936541267081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/111111.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/3087747936541267081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/3087747936541267081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/111111.html' title='11.11.11'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XeeBpZKuWbA/Tr1G-pMT79I/AAAAAAAAAeE/cKSWP_I7Njg/s72-c/248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-5715806864310576188</id><published>2011-11-08T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T01:36:23.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I saw through you.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I think it's the little things in life,&lt;br /&gt;that sheds the most light on a person's nature.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna say I was disappointed or shocked,&lt;br /&gt;because somehow, what you did was honestly what I'd have expected out of you.&lt;br /&gt;I guess if you can be the way you were,&lt;br /&gt;then maybe you're not that deserving of my effort.&lt;br /&gt;I can't say I didn't try.&lt;br /&gt;I definitely convinced myself that you're a way better person than you really are.&lt;br /&gt;This is not the first time you've failed me,&lt;br /&gt;so it probably wouldn't be the last either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say is, you've shown me what our friendship means to you.&lt;br /&gt;They say, 'Why make someone your priority, when you're just an option?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Option&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm not up to your game,&lt;br /&gt;cause never in my life have I not been a genuine friend.&lt;br /&gt;If I'm quiet, don't ask me what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just keeping my safe distance from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sudden surge in the number of readers these days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm&amp;nbsp;curious as to who have landed on this spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-5715806864310576188?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/5715806864310576188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-saw-through-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5715806864310576188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/5715806864310576188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-saw-through-you.html' title='I saw through you.'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7516756974291014122.post-4252448882052393943</id><published>2011-11-06T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T22:56:37.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning point;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With the dad yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sis and I each took a photo with the dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and used it as our wallpaper, just to amuse him :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DVpyEmAt9uA/TraW9u7JnwI/AAAAAAAAAd8/N6iZAy-4UDw/s1600/243.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DVpyEmAt9uA/TraW9u7JnwI/AAAAAAAAAd8/N6iZAy-4UDw/s1600/243.jpg" width="235px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I like it when my dad's happy with his two girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It just makes me wanna be better,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to make up for that &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; little blemish in our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Apart from that, I really don't see anything else that we're missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are blessed indeed, and I am duly thankful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anw&amp;nbsp;we checked out a new place, but not too keen on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I still miss Farrer Court sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Best location ever, and the estate's so spacious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Came across as interesting read this morning, from:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://limpehft.blogspot.com/2011/10/response-to-kim-scarbellos-letter.html?spref=fb"&gt;http://limpehft.blogspot.com/2011/10/response-to-kim-scarbellos-letter.html?spref=fb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Learning to speak standard English properly doesn't make you any less Singaporean. It just makes you smarter. By the same token, speaking English badly doesn't make you any more Chinese, Asian or Singaporean - it just means you're bloody stupid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just like learning one more useful skill - like learning how to drive a car, how to use an iPhone, how to play the guitar, how to ski. Your brain is pretty powerful and has great capacity to learn new stuff - simply learning how to speak English better doesn't mean it would push out any existing knowledge. You don't need to delete any Chinese or Malay knowledge from your brain when you learn more English. In any case, I don't define how Chinese I am by how badly I speak English - what an utterly ludicrous concept! I define how Chinese I am by how good my command of the Chinese language is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much agree with most of the author's view. I like how he puts it across - so sensible, it's hardly offensive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-4252448882052393943?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/4252448882052393943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/turning-point.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4252448882052393943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/4252448882052393943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/turning-point.html' title='Turning point;'/><author><name>Shuangwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DVpyEmAt9uA/TraW9u7JnwI/AAAAAAAAAd8/N6iZAy-4UDw/s72-c/243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516756974291014122.post-8815248930019695953</id><published>2011-11-06T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T11:35:38.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stumped;</title><content type='html'>You know that kind of feeling, when guilt just nibbles away at&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;you,&lt;br /&gt;and nothing seems that right anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Just had a really long sleep but my head's still so heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the people who didn't mean to piss me off, but still did,&lt;br /&gt;you're the cause of the immense dissonance in me right now.&lt;br /&gt;And it's so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;Why should I be responsible for your irresponsibility?&lt;br /&gt;Then you make me do things I shouldn't have,&lt;br /&gt;and you make me the bad guy for retreating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, bad times&amp;nbsp;shouldn't last.&lt;br /&gt;No hard feelings, so let's move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm thankful for those who cared to listen,&lt;br /&gt;who tried to make things lighter&lt;br /&gt;and who just talked to me through the night.&lt;br /&gt;I could literally feel that sense of comfort.&lt;br /&gt;Times like this just affirm my faith in you guys. X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now the ball's in your court,&lt;br /&gt;you have me subject to your whims and fancy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're such a player of my emotions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7516756974291014122-8815248930019695953?l=jadedxloft.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/feeds/8815248930019695953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jadedxloft.blogspot.com/2011/11/stumped.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/8815248930019695953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7516756974291014122/posts/default/8815248930019695953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://
