<?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-18697746</id><updated>2011-09-24T12:56:57.440-07:00</updated><category term='Max Ehrmann'/><category term='2010'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='2009 love lies'/><category term='林海峰'/><category term='baby make the girl dance french song long time'/><category term='mississippi'/><category term='Desiderata'/><category term='Berry Madamoiselle Le Bonheur Lyrics'/><category term='movies'/><category term='spelling'/><title type='text'>JYKW III</title><subtitle type='html'>... because words can do so much ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-4070841039544824666</id><published>2010-12-27T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T12:32:00.710-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desiderata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max Ehrmann'/><title type='text'>Desiderata</title><content type='html'>1215PM 27122010&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone has had a great year for I have experienced what some may call a 'rite of passage' - passage into adulthood, thrown into the deep end and I have finally started to wade myself back to the surface. Slowly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided to once and for all clean my room. I guess the act itself may be akin to some form of detox or purification. A checkpoint on my journey where I don't have to start from the beginning of the game and can still come back to this point whenever I feel down and desperate. I have decided to throw away (recycle) things from high school and uni, so I would say I am ridding myself from things I have accumulated over the past 13 years. One of my good friends is cleaning her room, too and I do hope she will feel uplifted and cleansed when she finishes. I might check up on her tonight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So 2010 has been a year of ends and lots of beginnings. 2010 has brought me a lot of 'first times' again and I do feel refreshed and motivated to stare at 2011 and most importantly, the near future, and say, 'Bring it on!'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have found a poem in my room, scrunched up and crinkled, but peacefully sitting on my shelf, as if waiting for the right time to come out to enlighten me with its wisdom once again. I remember when I first read it, I felt it was a nice piece of writing and nothing more, shelved it and did not think of it again. Until now. I read it out loud to myself and felt it had touched a little part of my heart that I could not have done so in any other way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you will find this as beautiful as I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy new year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and ignorant; they too have their story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexations to the spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep interested in your own career, however humble, it's a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially do not feign affection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neither by cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment, it is as perennial as the grass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are a child of the Universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And whatever your labours and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams; it is still a beautiful world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be cheerful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strive to be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Max Ehrmann (1927)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-4070841039544824666?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/4070841039544824666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=4070841039544824666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/4070841039544824666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/4070841039544824666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2010/12/desiderata.html' title='Desiderata'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-1512769430505973402</id><published>2010-10-15T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T10:29:00.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last time I laughed until my belly hurt and tears were running down my cheeks, was today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;15102010 1028AM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From Lewinski&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. There is great need for a sarcasm font.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Google Maps really needs to start their directions on #5. I'm pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighbourhood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Bad decisions make good stories.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at workwhen you know that you just aren't going to do anything productive for the rest of the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after Blue Ray? I don't want to have to restart my collection... again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks meif I want to save any changes to my ten-page document that I swear I did not make any changes to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. "Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this - ever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Damnit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What did you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. I think the freezer deserves a light as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. I disagree with Michael Hill Jewellers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with alcohol than Michael Hill.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" option.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the heck was going on when I first saw it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22. I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;23. The only time I look forward to a red light is when I'm trying to finish a text.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;24. I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25. How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nodand smile because you still didn't hear or understand a word they said?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;26. I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars team upto prevent an arse from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers and sisters!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;27. Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;28. Is it just me or do high school kids get dumber &amp;amp; dumber every year?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29. There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30. As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers,but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;31. Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their carkeys in a pocket, finding their mobile phone, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I'd bet my last 5 cents everyone can find and push thesnooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, firsttime, every time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-1512769430505973402?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/1512769430505973402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=1512769430505973402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/1512769430505973402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/1512769430505973402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-time-i-laughed-until-my-belly-hurt.html' title='The last time I laughed until my belly hurt and tears were running down my cheeks, was today...'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-2726210698676285781</id><published>2010-10-03T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T17:37:21.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>03102010 601pm&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have reached the tenth month of the year and I think it is time to start reflecting, looking back onto the year so far, and see what I have and have not yet done, so I can use the next 2 months to make 2010 count. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start with my career. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What have I learnt this year from my day job?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have learnt a lot this year from the troughs I have endured so far and honestly, I am happy to have hit a brick wall now than later. Earlier in my career than later. When my life hasn't been established yet and I still have time. Time to do what? Time to make amends. Time to start again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-2726210698676285781?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/2726210698676285781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=2726210698676285781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/2726210698676285781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/2726210698676285781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2010/10/03102010-601pm-we-have-reached-tenth.html' title=''/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-4237569141970756013</id><published>2010-09-28T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T17:02:00.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moral Support x 100 WIN</title><content type='html'>28092010 459pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone sent me this today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will read it for motivation and moral support everytime I feel down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me/ yehhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;hhaahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cathaypacific.com/cpa/en_INTL/careers/flying/fa_requirements"&gt;http://www.cathaypacific.com/cpa/en_INTL/careers/flying/fa_requirements&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone/ do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me/yeh&lt;br /&gt;i should aye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone/do u have an arm reach of 208 cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me/i think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone/u would be a good flight attendant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me/I KNOW RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somoene/and u would look hot in the outfit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-4237569141970756013?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/4237569141970756013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=4237569141970756013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/4237569141970756013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/4237569141970756013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2010/09/moral-support-x-100-win.html' title='Moral Support x 100 WIN'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-2352409516933450086</id><published>2010-09-13T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T13:55:00.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ettiquette No. 1</title><content type='html'>13092010 155PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first post of many to come on ettiquette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Office Ettiquette&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday Ettiquette&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Always wear a collared shirt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to set a good impression in people's minds that you are busy. v.busy. on a monday, with client meetings etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Always have a spreadsheet open on your montior&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have cells coloured to make it look busy and hectic (just as hectic as your monday schedule).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-2352409516933450086?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/2352409516933450086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=2352409516933450086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/2352409516933450086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/2352409516933450086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2010/09/ettiquette-no-1.html' title='Ettiquette No. 1'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-7687577471759735781</id><published>2010-03-09T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T01:04:00.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just take it as a 'No'</title><content type='html'>0008 09032010&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been 24 hours since I was injected back into reality from temple retreat. So far, my progress has been steady. Having sworn about three times during work hours, which doesn't count. Really. Profanity during work hours constitutes corporate culture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends have been quite supportive so far - having faith in me that I will last at least 2 weeks. One close girl friend said 2 days. I appreciate her honesty. Others have voiced their support in me lasting for as long as I can. I'm giving myself a month. It's a long stretch this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notice how my sentences are uber short this time? I feel like I have so much to say because during retreat, my thoughts were running a hundred miles per hour from left, right and centre. It's true when people say you can hear your thoughts in silence. I heard a lot of my thoughts and I can be quite psycho. If I were to say every thought I had, I'm sure someone would murder me sooner or later. Maybe sooner than later. Maybe, like, now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember I used to blog about zero tolerances. I have new additions to the list. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Please clear mucus contents within your nose in private&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cringed when I typed that. Seriously, people should really consider how others feel when they are expelling nasal mucus in public. Either keep the wet, slippery slime up your nostrils or clear it out somewhere where no one can hear it coming out. Please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Please cut your nose hair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Self explanatory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, it's late. I'll finish this next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JYKW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-7687577471759735781?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/7687577471759735781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=7687577471759735781&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/7687577471759735781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/7687577471759735781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-take-it-as-no.html' title='Just take it as a &apos;No&apos;'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-6925620786920925029</id><published>2010-01-13T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T01:00:06.530-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berry Madamoiselle Le Bonheur Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Le Bonheur</title><content type='html'>13012010 100AM&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "&gt;N'ayez pas peur du bonheur&lt;br /&gt;Il n'existe pas&lt;br /&gt;Ni ici, ni ailleurs,&lt;br /&gt;Da di da di da, da di dam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nous allons mourir demain&lt;br /&gt;Ne dites plus rien&lt;br /&gt;Le bonheur conjugal&lt;br /&gt;Restera de l'artisanat local&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laissez vous aller&lt;br /&gt;Le temps d'un baiser&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, je vais vous aimer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le trésor n'est pas caché&lt;br /&gt;Il est juste là,&lt;br /&gt;à nos pieds, dévoilé&lt;br /&gt;Il nous ferait presque tomber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est dommageable qu'on ne vive Qu'une seule fois&lt;br /&gt;C'est le temps d'une joie qui s'offre comme vous à moi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laissez vous aller&lt;br /&gt;Le temps d'un baiser&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, je vais vous aimer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un peu de sel, dans la mer&lt;br /&gt;Ne changera rien&lt;br /&gt;On s'adore, on s'enterre&lt;br /&gt;On trouve une main et on serre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N'ayez pas peur du bonheur&lt;br /&gt;Il n'existe pas&lt;br /&gt;Da di da di da, da di dam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laissez vous aller&lt;br /&gt;Le temps d'un baiser&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, je vais vous aimer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laissez vous aller&lt;br /&gt;Le temps d'un baiser&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, je vais vous aimer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-6925620786920925029?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/6925620786920925029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=6925620786920925029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/6925620786920925029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/6925620786920925029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2010/01/le-bonheur.html' title='Le Bonheur'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-2667065466257955278</id><published>2009-12-15T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T07:57:00.085-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 love lies'/><title type='text'>Closer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;SHOUT OUT: Happy Birthday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;15122009 6:58AM&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up yesterday feeling lonely. It was something I haven't felt for a while now yet it wasn't a foreign feeling to me. The four walls around me seemed closer and my room seemed smaller. Every sound was amplified and my clock's tick tock was pounding into my ears. I had woken up before my alarm went off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The year that was 2009...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a year! 2009 was hectic. 2009 was special. 2009 was full of hopes and dreams. 2009 was a year of many beginnings for me and watching this year roll by in such a hurry is leaving me dumbfounded. So much has happened yet I feel as if I have no recollection of anything from 2009. To take it further, I feel as if it's still 2008. Still waiting for the year of beginnings and new starts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I was thinking on the bus yesterday morning of all the things I am taking with me to 2010. Twenty-ten. Even the name is totally different to 2009. Two thousand and nine. So it must be different. It must have more to offer. It must. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 2009, I was loved. I loved, too, and with that, I had hurt those closest to me. You hurt the ones you love most and I thank everyone of you you for your love, even if I have hurt you, neglected you or was a plain bitch to you. Once you give love, it is the most enjoyable and liberating feeling. But only if you don't expect anything in return. Unconditional love is the hardest gift anyone can give. It is only when you love unconditionally, with no expectations, no hopes and no desires, will you not be hurt by it. Others cannot hurt you. We hurt ourselves with our own love. It is true that we must love like we have never been hurt before. When wounds heal, the scab falls off. When we heal the wounds in our hearts, we must learn to face the world again without barriers. Without walls. Without scabs. The past cannot be changed and we must not let it haunt us by holding onto the wounds. Let it heal. Let the wounds be touched by the air and the bleeding will stop. The past will only re-enact if we play the same role again. Love is brave and if we love, we will be brave enough to play a different role. People don't change, but we do make choices. Choose love because it will heal your wounds faster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 2009, I lied. I was talking to one of my closest friends a couple of weeks ago about how I have realised that there is no one day that passes when we are honest to everyone and everything. Even white lies are lies. But what are lies? We lie when we want to hide the truth. When you lie, you deceive. I have stepped up to see how I am when I lie. Brain activity increases because we need to cover the truth. The truth is logical. The truth is true. The truth works. And when we lie, we need to lie logically. We need to lie as if it is the truth. We need to make the lie work. Hence, lies will only be followed by more lies. The vicious cycle is hard to break. You need to cover your tracks. You need to cover tell tail signs. How mentally tiring and how emotionally draining is it, if we were to live in a lie? Only the brave will stand up to clear the lies. Only those with courage will shoulder the consequences. And only those who are brave and courageous know how to love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm taking these with me to 2010. So far, I have only packed 2 things in my luggage. There are more on the list, I'm sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll be the first to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JYKW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-2667065466257955278?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/2667065466257955278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=2667065466257955278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/2667065466257955278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/2667065466257955278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2009/12/closer.html' title='Closer'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-3862254599296936808</id><published>2009-10-18T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T06:01:45.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just smile and wave</title><content type='html'>18102009 8:56AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been months or probably years since my last proper entry. Really, it has been a bad case of i just couldn't be bothered. But recently a close friend of mine suggested that i should start blogging again so i am taking her advice and pouring my thoughts into words again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, words can do so much. That it can make or break me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realise how much actually goes on in my mind. I've always thought i spoke out my feelings enough for everyone to see and know. Obviously i knew there are things that i would keep inside but i have never really gotten to know just how much thinking i do everyday. Coming to terms with the thoughts in my mind has actually been quite a tiring process. Maybe i dont really know myself as a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've put a lot of effort in finding out how people feel and what people think and i have recently noticed that i spend most of my days' effort in satisfying others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's October already and over the past year so far, everything in my life has happened so fast that i probably had no idea what was happening. Everything seems like a blur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-3862254599296936808?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/3862254599296936808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=3862254599296936808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/3862254599296936808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/3862254599296936808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-smile-and-wave.html' title='Just smile and wave'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-7931575686663377706</id><published>2009-10-11T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T05:53:07.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby make the girl dance french song long time'/><title type='text'>Baby Baby Baby</title><content type='html'>11102009 3:23pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes it's been a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby baby baby .....  &lt;p&gt;je veux des plans sur la commode&lt;br /&gt;j'veux Tellier sur mon ipod&lt;br /&gt;je veux l'amex black de ta mere&lt;br /&gt;je veux la voiture de ton pere&lt;br /&gt;j'veux sortir avec tes potes&lt;br /&gt;j'mettrais ma plus belle culotte&lt;br /&gt;j'veux une session un peu hot&lt;br /&gt;j'veux bien qu'tu r'gardes mais pas qu'tu p'lote&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;baby baby baby ....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;j'veux etre dans l'top de justice&lt;br /&gt;la main d' Gaspar sur ma cuisse&lt;br /&gt;je veux compter même sans les doigts&lt;br /&gt;je veux les tiens au bon endroit&lt;br /&gt;je veux pas prendre les escaliers&lt;br /&gt;tien c'est parfait, tu vas m'porter&lt;br /&gt;je veux que moi sur les photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;et j'veux poser pour Saint Lau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;je veux des enfants surdoués&lt;br /&gt;et j'veux qu'mon chien soit diplomé&lt;br /&gt;je veux ta tête sur un plateau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;je veux pas d' cake, j'veux de la coke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;je veux sauter d'une grande échelle&lt;br /&gt;je veux des glaces choco vanille&lt;br /&gt;je veux tes boules à la myrtille&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;je veux danser comme Vanessa&lt;br /&gt;j'veux voir son mec à Ibiza&lt;br /&gt;je veux dormir quand tu te réveilles&lt;br /&gt;et j'veux l'même T-shirt que Yelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;j'veux rentrer dans tous mes Jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; et j'veux qu'tu rentres avec ta prime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j'veux des glacons dans mon verre&lt;br /&gt;faire une souflette à ta grand-mère&lt;br /&gt;j'ai vu ton ex, tu sais la sotte&lt;br /&gt;dis lui qu'j'ai retrouvé ses bottes&lt;br /&gt;j'veux pas noyau dans ma cerise&lt;br /&gt;j'veux qu'tu redresse la tour de Pise&lt;br /&gt;j'veux jouir dans une 2 chevauxx&lt;br /&gt;et je vais l'faire derrière ton dos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friend told me i should vent again on my blog...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeh I might soon... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JYKW&lt;br /&gt;xxoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-7931575686663377706?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/7931575686663377706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=7931575686663377706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/7931575686663377706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/7931575686663377706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-baby-baby.html' title='Baby Baby Baby'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-3003808529636833119</id><published>2009-03-16T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T19:53:00.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm 74% FOB</title><content type='html'>[x] Both of your parents are from Asia&lt;br /&gt;[x] You were born in Asia&lt;br /&gt;[x] You use the term "Azn"&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You think DDR is cool&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've watched lots of anime&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like Korean drama&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have stuff hanging on your phone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You think your parents want you to marry within your own race&lt;br /&gt;[x] You eat rice almost everyday&lt;br /&gt;[x] You drink lemon tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's so far: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You style your hair&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have a bebo/myspace/friendster/facebook&lt;br /&gt;[x] You speak languages other than English&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your parents are strict (somewhat...)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your parents have high expectations of you&lt;br /&gt;[x] You always get A's/B's on your report&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You do Chemistry/Biology/Physics/Accounting&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know your multiplication table (i KNEW them before...)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You play badminton or table tennis or Irish Pingpong&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've seen the asian version The Ring/The grudge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's so far: 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You go/want to go to a university and would NEVER consider an apprenticeship&lt;br /&gt;[x] You own an asian car (Honda, Toyota, etc)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You're not the only child&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've gotten little red envelopes around February&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know the difference between kung fu, karate and tae kwon do&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your mother tries to bargain even though the product is already discounted&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You can solve a rubiks cube&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have a box of noodles somewhere in your house&lt;br /&gt;[x] You play video games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's so far: 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Everytime you're going out, your parents ask you where you're going and what time you'll be home&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have karaoke at home&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've been to a LAN more than 3 times&lt;br /&gt;[x] You own a gaming console&lt;br /&gt;[x] You don't wear shoes in your house&lt;br /&gt;[x] You can use chopsticks&lt;br /&gt;[x] You get nothing if you do well in school, but punished if you don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's so far: 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your parents won't let you go out if you have school the next day&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have asian songs on your computer/iPod&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You don't like football&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You like Soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's so far: 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have a curfew ( i used to?)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know what ulzzang/tb means&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know what purikura is&lt;br /&gt;[x] you like bubble tea (WHOOT!!! GIMME MY KIDNEY STONES ANYDAY!)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your parents bought you shoes many sizes too big so you can "grow into it" and wear it for years to come&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've played final fantasy&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You believe in fortune cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's so far: 35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know what is bok choy&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You've heard the song "Got rice?"&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've had pockys/yan yan before&lt;br /&gt;[ ] When you ask for your mom's permission, she goes "ask your dad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total X's: 37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multiply your total score by 2 = 74%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-3003808529636833119?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/3003808529636833119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=3003808529636833119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/3003808529636833119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/3003808529636833119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-74-fob.html' title='I&apos;m 74% FOB'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-6620502136920713576</id><published>2009-03-16T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T19:46:00.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My teenage life was 87% AWESOME</title><content type='html'>[x] Gotten detention. (ooh yeh detention...)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten your phone taken away in class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten suspended.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten caught chewing gum.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten caught cheating on a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accumulative Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Arrived late to class more than 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Didn’t do homework over 5 times (COUGH3u mathsCOUGH)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Turned at least 3 projects in late&lt;br /&gt;[x] Missed school cause you felt like it. (mum told me not to go if i didnt feel like it)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Laughed so loud you got kicked out of class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accumulative Total: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Got your mom / dad etc. to get you out of school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Texted people during class.&lt;br /&gt;[x] passed notes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Threw stuff across the room.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Laughed at the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accumulative Total: 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pulled Down The Fire Alarm.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went on Myspace , Facebook , Xanga , etc. on the computer at school. (it was xanga back then...)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Took Pictures during school hours. (with those disposable cameras...)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Called someone during School hours.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Listened to an iPod , CD , etc... During class. (mini disk player... MDs...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accumulative Total: 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Threw something at the teacher&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went outside the classroom without permission.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Broke the dress code.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Failed a class test.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ate food during class. (hey, i did that everyday... COUGH3u japCOUGH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accumulative Total: 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten a call from school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] couldnt go on a field trip cause you behaved badly.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Didn’t take your stuff to school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten a detention and didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Stuck up your middle finger at a teacher when they were not looking.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cursed during class loud enough so the teacher could hear. (does screaming penis count?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accumulative Total: 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Faked your parents signature (i even did everyone else's parents' signatures)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Slept in class. (didnt everyone?)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cursed at a teacher to their face (it was an accident)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Copied homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accumulative Total: 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MULTIPLY BY THREE : 29 x 3 = 87%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-6620502136920713576?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/6620502136920713576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=6620502136920713576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/6620502136920713576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/6620502136920713576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-teenage-life-was-87-awesome.html' title='My teenage life was 87% AWESOME'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-8133669843371210128</id><published>2008-11-23T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T19:41:01.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowness after a long night</title><content type='html'>23112008 738PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today... what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pretty much sums up how everyone felt today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess W:  She's all alone.&lt;br /&gt;Julie:  Alone?&lt;br /&gt;Jess W:  Yeh, alone.&lt;br /&gt;Julie:  By herself?&lt;br /&gt;Jess W:  =S Yeh, by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-8133669843371210128?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/8133669843371210128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=8133669843371210128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/8133669843371210128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/8133669843371210128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2008/11/slowness-after-long-night.html' title='Slowness after a long night'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-3598455295786101581</id><published>2008-11-09T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:42:00.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MSN Random</title><content type='html'>091108 3:40PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's MSN Random displays the purest form of nonchalance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie Thai says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm a bitch sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh, im a bitch too... that's why... I LOVE YOU, JULIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-3598455295786101581?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/3598455295786101581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=3598455295786101581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/3598455295786101581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/3598455295786101581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2008/11/msn-random.html' title='MSN Random'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-7279985805745589043</id><published>2008-10-06T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T18:46:00.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog?</title><content type='html'>06102008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;134PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to do what i used to do... rant and vent here instead of anywhere else on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when is this essay going to do itself? jessang invited me to join this FB group and it seriously speaks my mind. i am going to explode from bordem soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;136PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessang just said i never comment on her FB pics... im going to do that right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i still hate the new FB layout...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pps. ok im going to get some shit done now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;209PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fk me... i have been changing my status on fb... AGAIN &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;218PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im off FB now... hopefully this 1 hour ban will last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;232PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i need a break... i have been really productive over the past 20minutes. my word count has increased by ~200 and i have a feeling i will go over the 4k limit already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;645PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY FRIENDSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSN DOESNT DO ANY JUSTICCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-7279985805745589043?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/7279985805745589043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=7279985805745589043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/7279985805745589043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/7279985805745589043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog.html' title='Blog?'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-6218967987122669641</id><published>2008-10-05T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T15:59:00.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MSN Random</title><content type='html'>051008 ~4PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's MSN Random came from Justin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin Mak says:&lt;br /&gt;u have ur cantoglsih mixed up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IT! CANTOGLISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANTOGLISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT GET OVER IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha LMAOROFLBBQ!!!!1111!!!!eleven!!!111&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-6218967987122669641?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/6218967987122669641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=6218967987122669641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/6218967987122669641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/6218967987122669641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2008/10/msn-random.html' title='MSN Random'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-4962104751568551382</id><published>2008-09-15T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T18:45:00.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Cares If Mooncakes Are Fattening?</title><content type='html'>635PM 15092008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i start, goodness, i have to say this in case i forget again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i took a nap from 2pm until like 5ish. when i woke up, i looked outside my left window and saw blue sky, small clouds, some breeze and thought, hey it's still a nice day outside. BUT! then i heard this roaring and pounding like thunder and i was like *eh?* and so i asked my bro who was in the room next door if he heard thunder and he said yeh it's full pouring. i was like, *wtf?* and when i looked outside my right window, it was literally dark and gloomy, all cloudy and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO JOKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was literally watching the transition! omg! it was nice on one side and it was pouring on the other side! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now that's all done, today sucked heaps... if it wasnt for the wind, it would have been such a lovely day! gaah &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, i bought all these cuticle cleaning tools today. i felt sooo professional and good about myself until i started doing my cuticles. all hail youtube! if it wasnt for youtube i would have totally stuffed up. having said that, i did stuff up and dug the cuticle trimmer into the side of my finger. the nail polish is really stinging my finger right now. i dont think it's a healthy thing but oh well, it'll go away soon =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: to everyone! happy mooncake day (for yesterday)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares if mooncakes are fattening! just eat them! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side note: if EA games ever think of releasing a Sims Music Album, i would seriously buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. WHOOT! CONGRATULATIONS TO POOOOOOOOOOOOOJA ON HER ENGAGEMENT! WHOOOOOOT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-4962104751568551382?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/4962104751568551382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=4962104751568551382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/4962104751568551382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/4962104751568551382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-cares-if-mooncakes-are-fattening.html' title='Who Cares If Mooncakes Are Fattening?'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-360014920932328225</id><published>2008-09-08T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:45:00.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MSN Random</title><content type='html'>938PM 08092008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's MSN Random came from this particular person who thought she could survive without MSN and be able to get work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first msg I got from her the moment she was able to log into her MSN account,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess Zhang says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG MSN&lt;br /&gt;Jess Zhang says:&lt;br /&gt;HOW I HAVE MISSED U&lt;br /&gt;Jess Zhang says:&lt;br /&gt;i have realised that i cud not even survive one night without internet lol&lt;br /&gt;JYKW says:&lt;br /&gt;BAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;JYKW says:&lt;br /&gt;and i remember u saying smething like *that'll make me get work done*&lt;br /&gt;JYKW says:&lt;br /&gt;i am going to blog what u jsut said&lt;br /&gt;JYKW says:&lt;br /&gt;u are now immortalised&lt;br /&gt;Jess Zhang says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA&lt;br /&gt;Jess Zhang says:&lt;br /&gt;but ohh my goodness&lt;br /&gt;Jess Zhang says:&lt;br /&gt;last night was the loneliest night i've had in a long time&lt;br /&gt;Jess Zhang says:&lt;br /&gt;i had to put a movie on in the background for goodness sakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels great to be *connected*, which reminds me of the time during high school when ICQ was THE connection and the first thing people would do when they got home from school was go ONLINE. I remember when i used to really love that *ding dong dong dong* sound the dial up modem made when it was connecting. Oh, the feeling of being connected. How wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This proves how humans are interdependent. That's why babies die soon after birth if they dont have human contact. Oh, contact... connection... ahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-360014920932328225?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/360014920932328225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=360014920932328225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/360014920932328225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/360014920932328225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2008/09/msn-random.html' title='MSN Random'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-2121950432286522453</id><published>2008-09-07T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:55:00.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue sky, light breeze, procrastination</title><content type='html'>1126AM 07092008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally procrastinating and it could possibly be because I am avoiding to face the fact that my assignment is due this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling hungry but it's not like I havent eaten. Goodness, I think I have worms... =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just did a quiz on the Clinique website and guess which 'Shoe personality' I have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/shoe%20personality.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so hot and trendy! Whoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me ages to figure out what was happening with the uploading so you guys better be happy that I am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent given shout outs for ages and since there have been SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO many birthdays lately, Im going to give a really general shout out to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P that should do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so great, today. The sun's out, it's a lot warmer than the last 2-3 days. The birds are singing. Ahh, it's a good day to read a novel with a nice cup of tea. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far out, some dude just knocked on our door and asked for his daughter, Katie. WTF? I hope he finds his daughter =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your day and I'll blog again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-2121950432286522453?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/2121950432286522453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=2121950432286522453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/2121950432286522453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/2121950432286522453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2008/09/blue-sky-light-breeze-procrastination.html' title='Blue sky, light breeze, procrastination'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-3734292790066616397</id><published>2008-06-22T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T00:58:00.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Did It.</title><content type='html'>1207AM 22062008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done it. I am now officially a mean bitch and it is like my head is saying one thing and then my conscience is saying another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to rant because I think I need anger management. I just cannot stand stupid people anymore. Mum said I think they're stupid because they're not following what I am saying and she said that is not how I should categorise people. I must say it's really hard not to think someone's stupid especially when everything you say is pretty dumbed down. Well, to what I think is dumbed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think people get stress from work not from the tasks they have to do but the people they have to deal with along the way. I guess everyone would want the world to be run according to their own ideals. Everyone believes if they ruled the world, it would be absolute Utopia. But hey, back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I know I jump to conclusions but I have never seen someone jump to so many conclusions PLUS make so assumptions. It's not a nice feeling to get pissed off. But how hard is it to see something when it has been drawn out to you? Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone gets defensive and it's normal and most of the time people get defensive when they feel attacked. That's normal, too. I was pretty angry today. Angry because I was offended because I felt someone didn't follow my logic. And I felt that was plain stupidity. That was already enough until I felt my intelligence was further insulted. Man, at this moment, I am still struggling to go over what actually happened. Honestly, I think I blacked out from anger and there was a stage when I felt like crying. Oh God... I literally felt my face burning up. I don't think I was just pissed off. I was fking pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, everyone was just talking about their own opinion, which is not wrong per se (and it's not the first time). It's chaotic when everyone is on different channels. That's confusing and is probably the most frustrating thing anyone will ever have to endure. But why do I get so worked up about everything, anyway? I don't see anyone else being so emotionally attached to this. I think I take things too seriously and when someone blocks my way of reaching a result, let alone question my ability, I get defensive. Maybe I should just not take things as serious anymore? I just cannot bear to see something I have actively willed myself into participating so turn out a flop, where those who watch from afar and those coming after me will turn around and laugh at how much of a loser and a failure I was. That is how I feel right now and I don't want results like before. I don't want to turn into another burnt out flame. But what is there to do when everyone else looks at you and think you're the bitch for saying how you feel? It's like, 'Hey, I know I said that but I didn't mean it enough for you to say it?'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been through this frustration before when I think about what I have gotten myself into? Far out, I have literally done what I said I will do for the past three months and at first it didn't feel like much but after 5 minutes, I was thinking, 'Oh... that was it'. Now what? I still feel like a total bitch who complains about everything and who everyone is scared of because I am a total Nazi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to add fuel to the fire, I hate the silence that follows after everytime I point out something that everyone complains about and bitches about but when it comes to confrontation, everyone backs out. I don't care if I am the one to voices out the negativity but just don't make me feel as if I were the only person thinking it and I am the only one picking nits. I don't like being the bitch but I am willing to do so as long as I don't have to go home and channel it out over something else. I totally believe in karma and honestly, it's all going to come back to get me someday. Mum and dad told me to really think about whether I need to put myself through all this? I mean, I don't need to put up with everything and continue to be the bitch - what is there to prove? I bend over my back even during exam times so I can make phone calls to people about things I don't need to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried to talk to my friend about this and her and her sister said it's my conscience calling. Maybe deep down I think what I did was excessive. Maybe it was? I don't know. At this point in time, I don't know what's wrong and what's right. All I know is that I have split up a whole team because I was the one who voiced it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's going to be the same again and I'll let you know if I decide to pull out because of this massive guilt trip I'm on right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-3734292790066616397?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/3734292790066616397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=3734292790066616397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/3734292790066616397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/3734292790066616397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-did-it.html' title='I Did It.'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-8035594040940741484</id><published>2008-06-20T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:28:00.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MSN Random</title><content type='html'>20062008 1228AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's MSN Random:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess Zhang says:&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU SUCK&lt;br /&gt;Jess Zhang says:&lt;br /&gt;quote that biatch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess she hates me, now? =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;br /&gt;xxoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-8035594040940741484?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/8035594040940741484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=8035594040940741484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/8035594040940741484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/8035594040940741484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2008/06/msn-random_20.html' title='MSN Random'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-6636174981467462526</id><published>2008-06-01T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T14:34:01.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MSN Random</title><content type='html'>01062008 2:33PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's MSN Random came from Jess Zhang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess Zhang says:&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE PARACETAMOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That explains a lot... I knew she was a druggo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-6636174981467462526?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/6636174981467462526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=6636174981467462526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/6636174981467462526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/6636174981467462526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2008/06/msn-random.html' title='MSN Random'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-1795434351555506433</id><published>2008-05-29T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T18:27:00.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Befriending your boss on Facebook</title><content type='html'>By Etan Horowitz | theage.com.au | 27 March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the early days, the social-networking site Facebook had the feel of an exclusive club. You needed a college e-mail address to join, so for its young users, there wasn't much chance of a parent or boss crashing the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those days are long gone. The site has been open to everyone since 2006, and its fastest-growing demographic is people 25 and older. Members of the corporate world - particularly in the media and information industries - are flocking to the site, deeming it a great networking and communication tool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, young workers who have been on the site since college are increasingly confronted with a difficult question: What should I do if a boss or co-worker tries to add me as a "friend"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they accept the request, they could be giving up more personal information than they would ever share at the office. If they don't accept, the boss might be offended. Besides the professional ramifications, being "poked" (the Facebook equivalent of a friendly nudge) by your boss has the potential to ruin the site in the same way that hearing your dad say "bling" instantly made that word's coolness evaporate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps sensing that users are struggling with friend requests from bosses and co-workers, Facebook - which has 69 million active users worldwide - rolled out more privacy controls last week that allow users to group their friends into lists and choose how much information the people on those lists can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social-networking sites such as Facebook and MySpace let users create profiles where they post photos, list their hobbies and interact with other users, who can also post items on their profiles. Besides friends, a Facebook user can see only the profiles of other users in the same "network," which could be based on a school, employer or location. MySpace profiles do not have the same network-based restrictions, but like Facebook, the site does offer privacy controls that let users choose even stricter settings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geno Mehalik, 24, a Central Florida hospital employee, said that although he doesn't censor the political views or photos he puts on his Facebook profile, he is careful not to post information that could get him fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm unabashedly myself on my Facebook," Mr Mehalik said. "I'm not an idealised, politically correct version of myself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just doesn't feel comfortable sharing his whole personality with his boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you get too buddy-buddy with your superiors, it can screw up the dynamics of the relationship," Mr Mehalik said. "There will always be a gap between who you are at work and who you are at home. But if you have your boss on Facebook, you are putting it all out there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Mehalik said his boss, who has children his age, is "too professional" to try to add him on a social-networking site. If it did happen, Mr Mehalik said he would tell his boss the request made him uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others, such as Virginia McComb, 26, have discovered that even if you really are friends with a co-worker, having him or her as a Facebook friend can be problematic. In November, McComb was working at a bank in South Carolina when she secretly got married to a man living in Orlando. She planned to tell co-workers she was married and preparing to move to Florida, but only after another vacant position had been filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because most of her Facebook friends knew about the wedding, she didn't think twice about changing her "relationship status" from "engaged" to "married" on her online profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then one day I logged onto Facebook and it said, 'So-and-so wants to be your friend,"' Mr McComb said. "And I was like, 'Oh, no, she works with me,' and I knew that if she would have seen that I was married, she would have gone back to work and told everybody. So I changed my status back to engaged, and then I accepted the friend request."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr McComb was able to keep the secret, and when she finally told her co-workers, they laughed and wished her well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Facebook, MySpace and other social-networking sites are so new, there isn't universally agreed-upon etiquette. One thing many people agree on: It's OK to accept a friend request from a subordinate, but it's not OK to send one to a subordinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's an intrusion into their lives," said Fred Stutzman, 29, a doctoral student at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill who teaches a class on online social networks. "It's like the boss inviting themselves to their subordinate's party."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To avoid issues with co-workers, others suggested using Facebook's privacy controls to limit information or only connecting with colleagues and bosses on more-professional networking sites such as LinkedIn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an "older" Facebook user, Eric Longstaff, 38, has been on both sides of the issue. He's a sales manager at an Orlando retail store and imagines that his younger subordinates and co-workers are probably shocked if they find his profile. Yet when he recently discovered the profile of his younger boss, who has worked at the company longer, he freaked out and hoped she wouldn't find his profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought that maybe she might think a little less of me for some reason," Longstaff said. "Which is weird because we have a very open environment, and there isn't anything on there that I'm ashamed of."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longstaff said that as he gets to know his boss better, he might feel more comfortable making her his friend. And although he has accepted friend requests from younger people he supervised at a previous job, he sometimes wonders whether that was the right move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are people who are in college that want to be your friend," Longstaff said. "And I'm thinking, 'I'm fricking old. I don't want a 20-year-old who can't drink to be my friend on Facebook.' But you don't want to (upset them) because you are their boss, and you want them to feel comfortable coming to talk to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some good things that can happen if the boss can see your Facebook profile. A few weeks ago, Mr Mehalik's boss had some extra tickets to an event that he knew Mr Mehalik wanted to attend. But he had misplaced his mobile phone number. So he got it from the one place he thought he could find it in a pinch: Mr Mehalik's Facebook profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MCT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-1795434351555506433?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/1795434351555506433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=1795434351555506433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/1795434351555506433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/1795434351555506433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2008/05/befriending-your-boss-on-facebook.html' title='Befriending your boss on Facebook'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-8013532238260357393</id><published>2008-05-18T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T00:42:00.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long-Brief Update</title><content type='html'>180508 1217AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello, hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUTOUT: HAPPY BIRTHDAY EUNIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been yonkers since my last proper post. So much has happened since then and though I would love to fill you in with the juicy details, I just don't think a few words in a blog would do the recount justice. So, I better simply sum it up rather than attempting a total recall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new sewing machine&lt;br /&gt;It's totally awesome and I love it so much. I've still got to attend those lessons at a community centre with old, wrinkly ladies, working their magic with a sewing machine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want four kids instead of six&lt;br /&gt;This is because I am taking into account my current AGE, which poses as a real problem... (moving swiftly on...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am desperate for a clutch&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for a clutch I can take out whenever, wherever without looking too dressed up, yet not entire under dressed? Currentlly considering making my own with my new sewing machine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy Mixes of the 80s and 90s&lt;br /&gt;Once again, my mental age has placed me in a new age bracket before my age does. Though it has been almost a year since I left the 18-21 bracket, I have been feeling the generation gap between *youths* and myself ever so strongly lately. Especially when all the *cool* songs are now on 106.5, with the occasional song on 104.1... I couldn't believe that a song that used to be played on 104.1 during the early years of high school has now migrated to 106.5. It made me reflect on intimidated by high school kids I am now, seeing them around the station, on George Street, around the library... and then tut tutting them, thinking *I was never like that* or *Why don't they go home?*. I was never a child because I was born an adult. True story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light at the end of the tunnel&lt;br /&gt;I am literally 1.5 semesters away from the end of my first 5 years of studies at uni. 5 years is a long time and now, when I tell high school kids about uni, speaking of STAT170 or ACST101, actually sends a wave of reminiscence over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;br /&gt;xxoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-8013532238260357393?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/8013532238260357393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=8013532238260357393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/8013532238260357393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/8013532238260357393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2008/05/long-brief-update.html' title='A Long-Brief Update'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-3951359707525298840</id><published>2008-02-27T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T04:43:57.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty downloads: diva axed from Olympic ceremony</title><content type='html'>February 26, 2008 - 3:00PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A female Hong Kong pop star at the centre of a sex photos scandal has been banned from singing at the Beijing Olympics opening ceremony, a news report said today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singer Gillian Chung was one of a number of starlets pictured romping naked with singer-actor Edison Chen in photos downloaded from his laptop when he took it in for repairs and widely circulated on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The popular 27-year-old singer had been due to perform at the Olympics opening ceremony in August but has now been dumped because of the scandal, the South China Morning Post reported.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony's artistic director Zhang Yimou decided to take Chung off the bill after the scandal broke and had replaced her and another Hong Kong star not involved in the photos incident with Chinese pop act A-One, the newspaper said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millions of people in China and Hong Kong have downloaded the pictures of Edison Chen and his starlet lovers in the weeks since the pictures from his laptop were uploaded onto the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chen, 27, flew back to Hong Kong last week to issue a public apology to the women involved in the scandal and to announce he was abandoning his show business career after completing existing commitments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than 2000 people complained when Chung appeared on a charity TV show at the height of the scandal a fortnight ago and she was forced to scrap a public appearance last Saturday when protesters threatened to disrupt her performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 23-year-old computer technician has been charged with using a computer for dishonest intent and has been released on police bail after a series of brief court appearances and a stretch in custody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scandal over the pictures has tainted the saccharine-sweet image of Hong Kong's so-called Canto-pop industry whose cheesy romantic melodies sung in Cantonese sell by their millions in Hong Kong, mainland China and Taiwan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-3951359707525298840?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/3951359707525298840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=3951359707525298840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/3951359707525298840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/3951359707525298840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2008/02/dirty-downloads-diva-axed-from-olympic.html' title='Dirty downloads: diva axed from Olympic ceremony'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-411017872812225056</id><published>2008-02-21T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T20:08:23.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MESSAGE FROM NSW AMBULANCE SERVICE</title><content type='html'>We all carry our mobile phones with names &amp;amp; numbers stored in its memory  but nobody, other than if we were to be involved in an accident or were taken ill, the people attending us would have our mobile phone but wouldn't know  who to call. Yes, there are hundreds of numbers stored but which one is the contact person in case of an emergency? Hence this 'ICE' (In Case of Emergency) Campaign.             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concept of 'ICE' is catching on quickly. It is a method of contact during emergency situations. As cell phones are carried by the majority of the population, all you need to do is store the number of a contact person or persons who should be contacted during emergency under the name 'ICE' ( In Case Of Emergency).             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea was thought up by a paramedic who found that when he went to the scenes of accidents, there were always mobile phones with patients, but they didn't know which number to call. He therefore thought that it would be a good idea if there was a nationally recognized name for this purpose. In an emergency situation, Emergency Service personnel and hospital Staff would be able to quickly contact the right person by simply dialling the number you have stored as 'ICE'.             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really could save your life, or put a loved one's mind at rest. For more than one contact name simply enter ICE1, ICE2 and ICE3 etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-411017872812225056?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/411017872812225056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=411017872812225056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/411017872812225056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/411017872812225056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2008/02/message-from-nsw-ambulance-service.html' title='MESSAGE FROM NSW AMBULANCE SERVICE'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-2168584353946993437</id><published>2008-02-11T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T03:55:25.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Legislation M5 &amp; M7 Re Speeding Fines</title><content type='html'>M5 and the M7 are now equipped with Point to Point speed devices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you enter the M7 for instance you pass the etag and it beeps. At the same time a camera takes a photo of your car and records the exact time. For those who have exited the M7 they would be aware that upon exit the etag system beeps again as you leave. At the same time another camera at that point takes a photo of the car and the time. Then the computer calculates the time it has taken you totravel between the two points and calculates your speed. If you have completed the clocked journey too fast you are given aspeeding ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the present time the speed limit is 100K.P.H. and you have atolerance of 102 and no more. One fraction over that speed and you are issued with a fineautomatically. Remember, this is going to be a very costly experience for somedrivers. It is also going to mean vehicles will be travelling at 95 in order to ensure that no ticket is issued. What a shock some drivers are going to have when they have used thisroadway for a week and get a weeks tickets BOTH WAYS. Of course your license will also be recalled for three months and you know the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the advice and if you ignore it remember this email whenyou pay all those fines. Also, remember that now with the new legislation, fighting a speedcamera fine is almost impossible. You must prove the device is faulty and if you are not a technicianworking on them, you have no chance of beating the fine. The Pacific Highway has a set and these are recognized as large steel frames over the lanes with a speed camera and some distance up the road is another large metal frame with a speed camera. These new point to point systems are being put onto any expressway or highway where vehicles are not able to exit between those points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also remember that school zone cameras are not speed tolerant.Anything over, even 41, is a fine. This means people will be doing 38 to avoid any differences in their speedo readings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-2168584353946993437?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/2168584353946993437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=2168584353946993437&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/2168584353946993437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/2168584353946993437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-legislation-m5-m7-re-speeding-fines.html' title='New Legislation M5 &amp; M7 Re Speeding Fines'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-7669870822255657625</id><published>2008-02-06T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T05:52:31.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>Howdie ho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to 2008, though i am literally 2 months and 6 days late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, iv been to hong kong and back... oh and i went to china for a weekend, too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni's starting in a few weeks' time and i am *sort of* looking forward to it but then again im not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe how time flies because it seems like i was just preparing for my hk trip and now im back already? mind blogling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, iv just got my timetable for this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/08sem1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester Two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/08sem2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh also, i found THIS on the net about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANCER - The BeautyMOST AMAZING KISSER. Very high appeal. A Cancer's Love is one of a kind. Very romantic. Most caring person you will ever meet in your life. Entirely creative Person, most's are artists and insane respectfully speaking. They perfected sex and do it often. Extremely random. An Ultimate Freak. Extremely funny and is usually the life of the party. Most cancers will take you under their wing and into their hearts where you will remain forever. Cancers make love with a passion beyond compareSpontaneous. Not a Fighter, But will kick your ass good if it comes down to it. Someone you should hold on to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh, that's so me... *ultimate freak* hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-7669870822255657625?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/7669870822255657625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=7669870822255657625&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/7669870822255657625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/7669870822255657625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2008/02/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-1421650871473340658</id><published>2007-11-11T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T06:27:57.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinating on Facebook... again</title><content type='html'>hey all&lt;br /&gt;i was just procrastinating on facebook (again) and i did a personality test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u think this is me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temperament&lt;br /&gt;Idealist&lt;br /&gt;You are the quintessential dreamer - spending more time thinking about the possibilities that the world holds for you, rather than your reality. You don't settle for anything less than what you truly desire and you work very hard. You tend to live in every place except the present - you are prone to daydreaming about the future and re-thinking the choices you made in the past. Sometimes you get overly caught up in your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interests&lt;br /&gt;Simple&lt;br /&gt;You are continually pursuing a simpler and less complicated life - you don't allow yourself to fall victim to all of the "should do's" that society continually bombards you with. You are thoughtful about your life choices and think in terms of yourself, others and the world in which we live. You have a great sense that we are part of something much bigger and we must be good to others, if we want others and the world to be good to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amusement&lt;br /&gt;Thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;You are easily stressed out and overwhelmed - you need to take care of yourself first and foremost. Because you tend to be self reflective, you know your limits quite well and must remember to not exceed those limits. When you overwhelm your life with obligations and responsibilities, you tend to shut down and go into yourself even further. Take some time to find your serenity and kick back your feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion&lt;br /&gt;Traditional&lt;br /&gt;Your notions about romance are viewed as unrealistic by many, but don't let that stop you. When you think of romance, you think of huge gestures of commitment, sacrifice and love like we see in the movies. Flowers, chocolate, and wine are just some of the ways to your heart. You want to feel loved and treasured by your partner and you expect to be courted, admired and hotly pursued. You long for old fashioned dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;br /&gt;xxoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-1421650871473340658?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/1421650871473340658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=1421650871473340658&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/1421650871473340658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/1421650871473340658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2007/11/procrastinating-on-facebook-again.html' title='Procrastinating on Facebook... again'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-8889475831383636993</id><published>2007-10-02T06:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T06:11:03.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Thoughts</title><content type='html'>1246PM 02102007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;howdie ho, my dear blog stalkers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to make a confession. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been having &lt;strong&gt;serious road rage&lt;/strong&gt; lately. serious road rage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incident #1&lt;br /&gt;i was driving home from uni a couple of weeks ago when a lexus tried to cut in front of me. i sped up a little just he/she couldnt cut into my lane. the driver gave me the finger. i smiled back. satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incident #2&lt;br /&gt;this guy was tailgating me all the way from eastwood to james ruse drive. i drove excessively slow just to piss him off. and when he tried to cut in front of me, i sped up. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sick and tired of people thinking P-platers are bad drivers, i mean, seeing the full licensed drivers on the road, i truly believe that the statistics on P-platers and accidents and all that bs is totally rigged. totally. i was in CC's car last week when i saw her at mac centre and she was kind enough to give me a lift home (thanks, CC!) when we were talking about being P-platers. we are both sick and tired of all the pre-conceptions people have because it's a lose-lose situation for us. if we drive too slow, people think we're holding up traffic and we're noobs because we're scared of driving without our instructors. but this always happens on major roads like old windsor road or cumberland high way. the limit is 90 and i go at 90 but everyone else is going at 120. *profanity omitted* as if i am holding up traffic! argh! also, if we drive too fast, people think we're proving the statistics right. *profanity omitted*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i gtg for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1052PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough about my road rage for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i downloaded tetris onto my phone last week and i have been totally addicted to it ever since. it makes me think of my childhood, which made me think of the songs that makes you feel young again. it's like, there are songs that takes you back to the place where you heard it or sang it or it even makes you relive a whole holiday =) make me wonder how time literally flies past us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iv realised how we can predict the longevity of a certain type of technology depending on who and how certain demographic brackets embrace it. for example, i can sense the demise of myspace and facebook because... my parents and their peer group has joined. honestly, icq was fun until my parents signed up and then their friends joined the bandwagon... and then... the whole population moved onto msn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not a bad thing, oh no, dont get me wrong on this. im not complaining. it's just an observation. my point seems to prove how children are actually trying to hide from their elders by logging onto the internet. i just find this high correlation very... intriguing. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, enough of my ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-8889475831383636993?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/8889475831383636993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=8889475831383636993&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/8889475831383636993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/8889475831383636993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2007/10/few-thoughts.html' title='A Few Thoughts'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-5342455896035516841</id><published>2007-09-09T03:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T06:12:30.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Hot and What's Not</title><content type='html'>hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long while since my last post and it has been even longer since my post about what's hot and what's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iv been wanting a new bag for a while now. actually, a new clutch. i am so over bag bags and all i want now is something i can fit things into but not too massively big. apart from the times when i'm at uni when i need a rather larger bag, i do want to keep my belongings to bare essentials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something beautiful would be like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/fendi%20to%20you%20bag%201.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/fendi%20to%20you%20bag%202.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fendi to you bag*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nothing too massive because apparently it's bad for your back =S but then again, something that can fit a lot of my crap in would be pretty big, aye? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/gucci%20aviatrix%20sand%20ebony%20fabric.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gucci aviatrix in sand and ebony*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another bag i've been craving for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/fendi%20canvas%20coated%20crossword%20bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fendi canvas coated crossword bag*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i going through a fendi phase? maybe... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's hot&lt;br /&gt;accessories are hot. random bunches of keys, chains, pendents. woah! like how zess puts it, 'there's a lot going on there!'. bangles are hot. colourful bangles. either go all the way with the plastics or keep it natural with wooden bangles. but remember, one focus per outfit. if your bag is in focus, dont steal its thunder with another loud item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's hot&lt;br /&gt;sequins are so not. please, no more sequined dresses. please. no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-5342455896035516841?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/5342455896035516841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=5342455896035516841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/5342455896035516841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/5342455896035516841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-everyone-its-been-long-while.html' title='What&apos;s Hot and What&apos;s Not'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-4854211089711264265</id><published>2007-09-05T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T05:07:08.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ressurection of MSN Randoms</title><content type='html'>hey peoples,&lt;br /&gt;how's it going?&lt;br /&gt;i havent fully blogged for yonkers because i havent had the time to sit and vent on the net. haha that kinda sounded like a full lie, didnt it? well, honestly, i just havent been bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, this entry is to start my MSN Randoms again. (remember the ones i had in my MSNSpace?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this one was like, 5 mins ago from Julie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie Thai says:&lt;br /&gt;i've seen ur body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok julie, please, dont tell everyone what we've been doing... it's our little secret, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-4854211089711264265?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/4854211089711264265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=4854211089711264265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/4854211089711264265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/4854211089711264265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2007/09/ressurection-of-msn-randoms.html' title='Ressurection of MSN Randoms'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-8544967337176861583</id><published>2007-07-27T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T00:23:54.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watches, anyone?</title><content type='html'>ok, i know everybody knows i dont wear watches but i do when it goes with the outfit coz iv had bad experiences with watches breaking and losing them =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i seriously want one of those new nixon watches... like &lt;a href="http://au.nixonnow.com/watches/womens/the-tribella-A307.html"&gt;the tribella&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://au.nixonnow.com/watches/womens/the-skyline-A306.html"&gt;the skyline&lt;/a&gt; because they dont look like watches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total hotnesssssssssssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. JULY BDAY SHOUTOUT to those who had their birthdays recently: CARLY, ROSS, JAMES M and MINJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-8544967337176861583?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/8544967337176861583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=8544967337176861583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/8544967337176861583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/8544967337176861583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2007/07/watches-anyone.html' title='Watches, anyone?'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-2240231196643155229</id><published>2007-07-17T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T00:55:42.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mayonnaise Jar and 2 Cups of Coffee</title><content type='html'>When things in your lives seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 cups of coffee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the grains of sand. The students laughed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now," said the professor as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things - your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favourite passions - and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car. The sand is everything else - the small stuff." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first - the things that really matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set your priorities. The rest is just sand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-2240231196643155229?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/2240231196643155229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=2240231196643155229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/2240231196643155229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/2240231196643155229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2007/07/mayonnaise-jar-and-2-cups-of-coffee.html' title='The Mayonnaise Jar and 2 Cups of Coffee'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-7743164679543205606</id><published>2007-06-08T22:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T22:34:31.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" alt="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/23/68/71/236871_76527650a3a6647shujo48.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-7743164679543205606?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/7743164679543205606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=7743164679543205606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/7743164679543205606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/7743164679543205606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2007/06/myheritage-share-black-and-white-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-929441041617478997</id><published>2007-05-24T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T00:06:59.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mental Age: 29</title><content type='html'>[x] I know how to make a pot of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I keep track of dates using a calendar.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I own more than one credit card.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I know how to change the oil in my car.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I do my own laundry.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I vote every election.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can cook for myself.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I think politics are exciting&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I balance my checkbook.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My parents have better things to say than my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I show up for school/college/work every day early.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I always carry a pen in my pocket/purse.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've never gotten a detention.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have never smoked a cigarette.     (ciggies are for sad teenagers… smoke other stuff!)&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have never gotten completely trashed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have forgotten my own birthday at least once.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like to take walks by myself.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've watched talk shows.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know what 'credibility' means without looking it up.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I drink coffee at least once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know how to do the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can count to 10 in another language.&lt;br /&gt;[x] When I say I'm going to do something I do it.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My parents trust me.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can mow the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can make adults laugh without being stupid&lt;br /&gt;[x] I remember to water the plants.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I study when I have to.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I pay attention at school/college.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I remember to feed my pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can spell 'experience' without looking it up&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I work out on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I clean up my own mess.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The people at Starbucks know me by name.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My favorite kind of food is take out.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have gained weight since high school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The first thing I do when I wake up is get caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can go to the store without getting something I don't need.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I understand political jokes the first time they are said.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can type quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have realized that the weather forecast changes every hour.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My only friends are from my place of employment.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have been to a tupperware party.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have realized that no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have more bills than I can pay.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] All my friends are older than I am.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can say no to staying out all night.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I use the internet every day.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My wardrobe hasn't changed in a while.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can read a book and actually finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand total: 29&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-929441041617478997?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/929441041617478997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=929441041617478997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/929441041617478997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/929441041617478997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-mental-age-29.html' title='My Mental Age: 29'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-8683267429993389015</id><published>2007-04-20T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T11:06:07.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>it's 4am... but oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: HAPPY 22ND VIVIEN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-8683267429993389015?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/8683267429993389015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=8683267429993389015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/8683267429993389015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/8683267429993389015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-2341391382049392673</id><published>2007-04-18T05:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T05:27:28.250-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mississippi'/><title type='text'>Spelling</title><content type='html'>The bus stops and 2 men get on. They sit down and engage in an animated conversation. The lady sitting next to them ignores them at first, but her attention is galvanized when she hears one of them say the following:&lt;br /&gt;"Emma come first. Den I come. Den two asses come together. I come once-a-more! Two asses, they come together again. I come again and peetwice. Then I come one lasta time."&lt;br /&gt;The lady can't take this any more, "You foul-mouthed s*xobsessed pig,"she retorted indignantly. "In this country, we don't speak aloud in public places about our s*x lives."&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, coola down lady," said the man. "Who talkin'abouta s*x? I'm a justa tellin' my frienda how to spell 'Mississippi'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: to Jess for sending me this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-2341391382049392673?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/2341391382049392673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=2341391382049392673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/2341391382049392673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/2341391382049392673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2007/04/spelling.html' title='Spelling'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-2606555191251918756</id><published>2007-04-17T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T01:19:31.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Movies</title><content type='html'>SUPPOSEDLY if you've seen over 85 films, you have no life. Mark the ones you've seen. There are 239 films on this list. Copy this list, go to your own facebook account, paste this as a note. Then, put x's next to the films you've seen, add them up, change the header adding your number, and click post at the bottom. Have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;br /&gt;(X) Grease&lt;br /&gt;(X) Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;br /&gt;(x) Pirates of the Caribbean 2: Dead Man's Chest&lt;br /&gt;( ) Boondock Saints&lt;br /&gt;( ) Fight Club&lt;br /&gt;(x) Starsky and Hutch&lt;br /&gt;( ) Neverending Story&lt;br /&gt;( ) Blazing Saddles&lt;br /&gt;( ) Airplane&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Princess Bride&lt;br /&gt;( ) AnchorMan&lt;br /&gt;( ) Napoleon Dynamite&lt;br /&gt;( ) Labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;(x) Saw&lt;br /&gt;(x) Saw II&lt;br /&gt;(x) White Noise&lt;br /&gt;( ) White Oleander&lt;br /&gt;(x) Anger Management&lt;br /&gt;(x) 50 First Dates&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Princess Diaries&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scream&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scream 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Scream 3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scary Movie&lt;br /&gt;( ) Scary Movie 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Scary Movie 3&lt;br /&gt;( ) Scary Movie 4&lt;br /&gt;(x) American Pie&lt;br /&gt;(x) American Pie 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) American Wedding&lt;br /&gt;(x) American Pie Band Camp&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 1&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 4&lt;br /&gt;( ) Resident Evil 1&lt;br /&gt;( ) Resident Evil 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Wedding Singer&lt;br /&gt;( ) Little Black Book&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Village&lt;br /&gt;( ) Lilo &amp; Stitch&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Finding Nemo&lt;br /&gt;( ) Finding Neverland&lt;br /&gt;(x) Signs&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Grinch&lt;br /&gt;(x) Texas Chainsaw Massacre&lt;br /&gt;( ) Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning&lt;br /&gt;(x) White Chicks&lt;br /&gt;(x) Butterfly Effect&lt;br /&gt;( ) 13 Going on 30&lt;br /&gt;(x) I, Robot&lt;br /&gt;( ) Robots&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story&lt;br /&gt;( ) Universal Soldier&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lemony Snicket: A Series Of Unfortunate Events&lt;br /&gt;( ) Along Came Polly&lt;br /&gt;( ) Deep Impact&lt;br /&gt;( ) KingPin&lt;br /&gt;(x) Never Been Kissed&lt;br /&gt;(x) Meet The Parents&lt;br /&gt;(x) Meet the Fockers&lt;br /&gt;( ) Eight Crazy Nights&lt;br /&gt;( ) Joe Dirt&lt;br /&gt;( ) KING KONG&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) A Cinderella Story&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Terminal&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Lizzie McGuire Movie&lt;br /&gt;( ) Passport to Paris&lt;br /&gt;( ) Dumb &amp; Dumber&lt;br /&gt;( ) Dumber &amp;amp; Dumberer&lt;br /&gt;( ) Final Destination&lt;br /&gt;( ) Final Destination 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Final Destination 3&lt;br /&gt;( ) Halloween&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Ring&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Ring 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Surviving X-MAS&lt;br /&gt;( ) Flubber&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Harold &amp; Kumar Go To White Castle&lt;br /&gt;( ) Practical Magic&lt;br /&gt;( ) Chicago&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ghost Ship&lt;br /&gt;( ) From Hell&lt;br /&gt;( ) Hellboy&lt;br /&gt;(x) Secret Window&lt;br /&gt;(x) I Am Sam&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Whole Nine Yards&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Whole Ten Yards&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Day After Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;( ) Child's Play&lt;br /&gt;( ) Seed of Chucky&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bride of Chucky&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ten Things I Hate About You&lt;br /&gt;( ) Just Married&lt;br /&gt;(x) Gothika&lt;br /&gt;( ) Nightmare on Elm Street&lt;br /&gt;( ) Sixteen Candles&lt;br /&gt;( ) Remember the Titans&lt;br /&gt;( ) Coach Carter&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Grudge&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Grudge 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Mask&lt;br /&gt;( ) Son Of The Mask&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bad Boys&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bad Boys 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Joy Ride&lt;br /&gt;( ) Lucky Number Seven&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ocean's Eleven&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ocean's Twelve&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bourne Identity&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bourne Supremecy&lt;br /&gt;( ) Lone Star&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bedazzled&lt;br /&gt;(x) Predator I&lt;br /&gt;(x) Predator II&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Fog&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ice Age&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ice Age 2: The Meltdown&lt;br /&gt;( ) Curious George&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Independence Day&lt;br /&gt;( ) Cujo&lt;br /&gt;( ) A Bronx Tale&lt;br /&gt;( ) Darkness Falls&lt;br /&gt;( ) Christine&lt;br /&gt;(x) ET&lt;br /&gt;( ) Children of the Corn&lt;br /&gt;( ) My Bosses Daughter&lt;br /&gt;( ) Maid in Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;( ) War of the Worlds&lt;br /&gt;(x) Rush Hour&lt;br /&gt;(x) Rush Hour 2&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 49&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Best Bet&lt;br /&gt;( ) How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days&lt;br /&gt;( ) She's All That&lt;br /&gt;( ) Calendar Girls&lt;br /&gt;( ) Sideways&lt;br /&gt;( ) Mars Attacks&lt;br /&gt;( ) Event Horizon&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ever After&lt;br /&gt;(x) Wizard of Oz&lt;br /&gt;(x) Forrest Gump&lt;br /&gt;( ) Big Trouble in Little China&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Terminator&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Terminator 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Terminator 3&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 54&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) X-Men&lt;br /&gt;(x) X-2&lt;br /&gt;(x) X-3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Spider-Man&lt;br /&gt;(x) Spider-Man 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Sky High&lt;br /&gt;( ) Jeepers Creepers&lt;br /&gt;( ) Jeepers Creepers 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Catch Me If You Can&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Little Mermaid&lt;br /&gt;( ) Freaky Friday&lt;br /&gt;( ) Reign of Fire&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Skulls&lt;br /&gt;(x) Cruel Intentions&lt;br /&gt;( ) Cruel Intentions 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Hot Chick&lt;br /&gt;(x) Shrek&lt;br /&gt;(x) Shrek 2&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 65&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Swimfan&lt;br /&gt;( ) Miracle on 34th street&lt;br /&gt;( ) Old School&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;( ) K-Pax&lt;br /&gt;( ) Krippendorf's Tribe&lt;br /&gt;( ) A Walk to Remember&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ice Castles&lt;br /&gt;( ) Boogeyman&lt;br /&gt;(x) The 40-year-old Virgin&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 66&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings Fellowship of the Ring&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings The Two Towers&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings Return Of the King&lt;br /&gt;(x) Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark&lt;br /&gt;( ) Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom&lt;br /&gt;(x) Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 71&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Baseketball&lt;br /&gt;( ) Hostel&lt;br /&gt;( ) Waiting for Guffman&lt;br /&gt;( ) House of 1000 Corpses&lt;br /&gt;( ) Devils Rejects&lt;br /&gt;( ) Elf&lt;br /&gt;( ) Highlander&lt;br /&gt;(x) Mothman Prophecies&lt;br /&gt;( ) American History X&lt;br /&gt;( ) Three&lt;br /&gt;Total so Far: 72&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Jacket&lt;br /&gt;(x) Kung Fu Hustle&lt;br /&gt;(x) Shaolin Soccer&lt;br /&gt;( ) Night Watch&lt;br /&gt;(x) Monsters Inc.&lt;br /&gt;(x) Titanic&lt;br /&gt;( ) Monty Python and the Holy Grail&lt;br /&gt;( ) Shaun Of the Dead&lt;br /&gt;( ) Willard&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 76&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) High Tension&lt;br /&gt;( ) Club Dread&lt;br /&gt;( ) Hulk&lt;br /&gt;( ) Dawn Of the Dead&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hook&lt;br /&gt;( ) Chronicles Of Narnia The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;( ) 28 days later&lt;br /&gt;( ) Orgazmo&lt;br /&gt;( ) Phantasm&lt;br /&gt;(x) Waterworld&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 78&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Kill Bill vol 1&lt;br /&gt;(x) Kill Bill vol 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Mortal Kombat&lt;br /&gt;(x) Wolf Creek&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kingdom of Heaven&lt;br /&gt;( ) the Hills Have Eyes&lt;br /&gt;( ) I Spit on Your Grave aka the Day of the Woman&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Last House on the Left&lt;br /&gt;( ) Re-Animator&lt;br /&gt;( ) Army of Darkness&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 81&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. I The Phantom Menace&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. II Attack of the Clones&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. III Revenge of the Sith&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. IV A New Hope&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. V The Empire Strikes Back&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. VI Return of the Jedi&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ewoks Caravan Of Courage&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ewoks The Battle For Endor&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 87&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Matrix&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Matrix Reloaded&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Matrix Revolutions&lt;br /&gt;( ) Animatrix&lt;br /&gt;( ) Evil Dead&lt;br /&gt;( ) Evil Dead 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Team America: World Police&lt;br /&gt;(x) Red Dragon&lt;br /&gt;(x) Silence of the Lambs&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hannibal&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 91&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Add them up and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put "I've seen '...' out of 239 films" in the subject line and repost it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-2606555191251918756?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/2606555191251918756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>HK girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/f7fdf364-aa7b-43eb-85c8-171b90b9c2a1/hkphonegirl"&gt;http://www.esnips.com/doc/f7fdf364-aa7b-43eb-85c8-171b90b9c2a1/hkphonegirl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do hope and wish that not all hk girls are like her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: Cora, we will miss you dearly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-6775079149920042681?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/6775079149920042681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=6775079149920042681&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-115789756819364322</id><published>2006-09-11T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T07:12:48.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karaoke</title><content type='html'>I was singing this with my cousin today at home... touched my heart again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;情人  &lt;br /&gt;歌手：Beyond | 作曲：黃家駒&lt;br /&gt;填詞：劉卓輝 | 編曲：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;盼望你沒有為我又再度暗中淌淚&lt;br /&gt;我不想留低　你的心空虛&lt;br /&gt;盼望你別再讓我像背負太深的罪&lt;br /&gt;我的心如水　你不必痴醉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;＊Woo...你可知　誰甘心歸去&lt;br /&gt;　你與我之間　有誰＊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;＃&lt;strong&gt;是緣是情是童真　還是意外&lt;br /&gt;　有淚有罪有付出　還有忍耐&lt;br /&gt;　是人是牆是寒冬　藏在眼內&lt;br /&gt;　有日有夜有幻想　無法等待&lt;/strong&gt;＃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;盼望我別去後會共你在遠方相聚&lt;br /&gt;每一天望海　每一天相對&lt;br /&gt;盼望你現已沒有讓我別去的恐懼&lt;br /&gt;我即使離開　你的天空裡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPEAT＊＃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多少春秋風雨改　多少崎嶇不變愛&lt;br /&gt;多少唏噓的你在人海&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPEAT＃&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-115789756819364322?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/115789756819364322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=115789756819364322&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115789756819364322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115789756819364322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/09/karaoke.html' title='Karaoke'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-115485526991715230</id><published>2006-08-06T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T02:09:37.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashlee Simpson – Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>Whatcha been doin'? Whatcha been doin?&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Whoa&lt;br /&gt;Haven't seen ya 'round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you been feelin'? How you been feelin'?&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you bring me down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that shit about me&lt;br /&gt;Being with him&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe&lt;br /&gt;All the lies that you told&lt;br /&gt;Just to ease your own soul&lt;br /&gt;But I'm bigger than that&lt;br /&gt;No you don't, have my back&lt;br /&gt;No, No, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, how long till the music drowns you out?&lt;br /&gt;Don't put words up in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;I didn't steal your boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Hey, how long till you face what's goin' on?&lt;br /&gt;Cause you really got it wrong&lt;br /&gt;I didn't steal your boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm sorry, that he called me&lt;br /&gt;And that I answered the telephone&lt;br /&gt;Don't be worried, I'm not with him&lt;br /&gt;And when I go out tonight I'm going home alone&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from my tour&lt;br /&gt;I'm a mess, girl for sure&lt;br /&gt;All I want is some fun&lt;br /&gt;Guess I better run&lt;br /&gt;Hollywood sucks you in, but it won't spit me out&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, how long till the music drowns you out?&lt;br /&gt;Don't put words up in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;I didn't steal your boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Hey, how long till you face what's goin' on?&lt;br /&gt;Cause you really got it wrong&lt;br /&gt;I didn't steal your boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Hey, how long 'til you look at your own life?&lt;br /&gt;'stead of looking into mine I didn't steal your boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Hey, how long till you're leaving me alone, don't you have somewhere to go? &lt;br /&gt;I didn't steal your boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, ha!&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa, Whoa, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please stop tellin' all your friends&lt;br /&gt;Im gettin' sick of them&lt;br /&gt;Always staring at me like&lt;br /&gt;I took him from ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, how long till the music drowns you out?&lt;br /&gt;Don't put words up in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;I didn't steal your boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Hey, how long till you face what's goin' on?&lt;br /&gt;Cause you really got it wrong&lt;br /&gt;I didn't steal your boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Hey, how long 'til you look at your own life?&lt;br /&gt;'stead of looking into mine, I didn't steal your boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Hey, how long till you're leaving me alone, don't you got somewhere to go? &lt;br /&gt;I didn't steal your boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Ha!&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I didn't steal your boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Ha!&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I didn't steal your boyfriend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-115485526991715230?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/115485526991715230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=115485526991715230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115485526991715230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115485526991715230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/08/ashlee-simpson-boyfriend.html' title='Ashlee Simpson – Boyfriend'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-115433513838679905</id><published>2006-07-31T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T02:40:25.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Days of Freedom...</title><content type='html'>before i continue... the latest funny email i got has been posted up on my &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=JYKW&amp;nextdate=7%2f31%2f2006+23%3a59%3a59.999"&gt;xanga&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!  love you heapsssssssssssssssssssssssss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my last two days of freedom has gone by like a breeze.  uni is officially starting tomorrow for me and, thank God for credit cards, i paid my fees upfront again on the due date.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened yesterday?  i went out during the morning to window shop alone in the city.  honestly, the MYER massive sale is a load of crap because nothing good is on sale.  im starting to prefer DJ more these days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a while of aimless wondering around DJ and MYER, i met up with a friend whom i havent seen since... first year of uni... and he looks the same from like, when i was in year... 8-ish?  it was really nice of him to invite me out for lunch just to meet up and catch up and stuff.  thinking back, a lot has happened since year 12 yet i can say nothing much happened?  im not trying to be all philosophical here, no.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lunch slash catching up themselves were ok: we went to a cafe at QVB and then went to pizza hut for the buffet works.  it was the occasional dead conversations, or the awkward silences that got me thinking during the day.  i know my friend and i didnt fully talk like the closest of friends, but the atmosphere wasnt like yesterday at all.  he's still nice, i must say, he drove me to pick up my dry cleaning and drove me home as well.  he even got me the Sims2, which came with the pizza buffet and a small amount of money.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed yesterday because i got to see an old friend of mine yet it's a pity how i realised that people can take such different paths in life.  he's a good person at heart, it's the occasional sarcastic jokes that i dont really understand... oh well, i'll just take them as sarcasm.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: HEY DANIEL!  hope you enjoyed yesterday =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking of going to the 1PM econ360 class but then i decided not to go this morning when i woke up... hehehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to call this place up to claim the dvd player we won from some competition.  and then what happened?  i went to the city (again) to meet up with a friend whom i havent seen since... april?  some time back then... not as long ago as daniel... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ross and i went to get morning tea (more like breakfast slash morning tea for me) at QVB (again).  it seems i've spent my last 2 days of freedom in the same area... haha.  then we walked around the block (literally) to waste some time until he had to go to uni for some group presentation practice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ross is... different... to all the other people i know.  in a good way.  =)  he's so *civilised* in a white way. =P  i think it's because i hung out with an azn yesterday and today, a non-azn.  but then, i dont think it has anything to do with races.  it's all got to do with personality.  ross is such a socialable person, which is good because it makes the atmosphere a lot more comfortable and less awkward.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed today's morning tea with ross because he actually tells me what his opinions are to things we talk about.  well, i THINK he's giving me his honest opinion, i'll take them as true anyways~  and it's cool... i recon... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: HEY ROSS~ THANKS FOR MY MORNING TEA!  WHOO!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i met up with wai ho to catch a train back together since he finished class at around the same time as i was going home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: WAI HO!  you made my train trip home less lonely... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways la, enough for now... uni starts tomorrow and i dont like that... &gt;&lt;""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-115433513838679905?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/115433513838679905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=115433513838679905&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115433513838679905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115433513838679905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/07/last-days-of-freedom.html' title='Last Days of Freedom...'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-115392979509414126</id><published>2006-07-27T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T09:03:15.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uni Gathering @ Home</title><content type='html'>SHOUT OUT: CAROL, JAMES LEE, JO, VICTOR, HOWARD AND CINDY!  TONIGHT WAS SO FUN AND RELAXING!  THANK YOU HEAPS FOR COMING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a uni friends gathering tonight at my place.  we watched *white chics* and sang a little, VERY LITTLE, k because we were all getting tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: MY MUMMY!  THANKS FOR MAKING ALL THE FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;james stayed back to show us card tricks because everyone else had to go home... well, cindy had to go home at 11 so since victor drove her and howard over, they both had to go, too.  so james stayed back for an extra hour to show us card tricks and teach my bro a few basics.  seriously, those card tricks are so confusing!  i get tricked all the time haha (because james is so pro la!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;james left at 1 and now my house is filled with silence... all because it's like 2 in the morning now haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you guys heaps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-115392979509414126?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/115392979509414126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=115392979509414126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115392979509414126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115392979509414126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/07/uni-gathering-home.html' title='Uni Gathering @ Home'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-115367398757343367</id><published>2006-07-24T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T09:59:53.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Dead</title><content type='html'>a great way to wait for my hair to naturally dry is to post a blog entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah!  it's been yonks since my last proper entry.  so what has happened since then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically in chronological order...&lt;br /&gt;1) exams have finished&lt;br /&gt;2) turned 21&lt;br /&gt;3) went to surfers' paradise&lt;br /&gt;4) went to wollongong&lt;br /&gt;5) went into depression due to fear of failing uni subjects&lt;br /&gt;6) recovered from depression from getting my results back&lt;br /&gt;7) been out a few times with my friends... yeh, dinner and hanging out and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after skimming through the past month or so, i can talk about today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with jo at about mid-day so we could go to newtown to shop and hang out.  stupid trains were stuffing up because of train track works, so we had to catch a rail bus from ashfield to newtown.  jo shouted me a red bean icy pop.  it was really nice!  yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first stop, an illegal, market style store where these jap chics were selling things ranging from $1 to $10.  literally.  i spent a total of $20.50 and managed to acquire:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 2 tank tops&lt;br /&gt;2) 3 tops&lt;br /&gt;3) 1 skirt wannabe top&lt;br /&gt;4) 4 souffle containers so i can make my own souffle&lt;br /&gt;5) 1 *the snowman* mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to carry these things all day as we criss-crossed king street at newtown.  but from what jo had told me, we have only seen 1/3 of king street.  but the main problem is, a lot of the clothes stores have changed to restraunts.  daymn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i buy so much from those jap chics (1 could literally speak fluent french) and a true blue french guy (literally, with an accent and all)?  because jo and i thought they were THAT out of cash to survive in australia.  i wasnt planning on buying so much especially from (2) onwards.  but then, christine recons they were 賤賣-ing their things because they cant fit everything in their suitcases on their trip back to japan.  i just wish i knew at the time... well, for whatever reason they were 賤賣-ing their possessions, one man's junk is another's treasure, is all i shall say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are all these weird stuff on sale on king street, ranging from really pretty to really cool to really odd to just funky.  i have finally physically touched a florence braodhurst bag today.  it was a bit of an anti-climax because of the actual design of the bag.  the materials were nice, the patterns werent there and the price was just piss-i-ly exaggerated.  but hey, at least i got to touch it rather than just look at these things in magazines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch killed the whole atmosphere when i had to settle for 2nd best at a cafe.  the menu did not specify onions and the chef was too arrogant to make me a new plate, so i had to pick out the finely chopped onions from my dish.  it sucked and im still feeling bloated from it... i've been farting all day, the most at newtown so the wind could just carry it away (hahahahahaha) but i guess i've learnt a great lesson today: always ask what they have in their food... &gt;&lt;""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo and i pretty much didnt spend again at newtown.  the shops just didnt have anything that motivated a spending impluse.  there was one particular shop where jo and i were REALLY close to spending... very sad but true, the store is just like the HUNDREDS of stores around Hong Kong... 銅鑼灣, 旺角, TST... even 柴灣... full hk-ie fashion to the max.  the style, the colours, even the prices matched hk-ie dollar values.  what i mean by that is, a top you can get for HKD$120 is literally priced at AUD$120.  i know, it's all economics, but that sucks totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo and i then left for dinner at strattie.  the bus trip back to ashfield was a tiring one and as i was trying to rest, i banged my head on the bus window, right on the area of my head where the hair pin was.  the pain.  the shock.  guess what, i woke up.  no more brain dead.  more like brain killed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just werent hungry.  honest.  for some weird reason, and under very profound conditions, jo and i coincidentally saw jo's dad waiting for jo's mum and their family friends outside strattie plaza.  it turned out that jo's mum and their friends were already in the restraunt.  such a strange coincidence.  it was like as if jo and i were meant to see him before dinner or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to this krn restraunt which had no vegetarian food whatsoever.  but i wasnt hungry at that time.  after that we went to another restraunt for ice cream.  jo and i were so bored and tired, we started to act like year 9 chics who have reached their peak of puberty... thinking back, i feel sorry for the waiter who had to put up with our giggles and stares haahahahahaha he wasnt hot or anything, but just in the wrong place at the wrong time.  hahahahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when jo went to pay for the ice cream, i felt really bad for having jo to shout me any more food, so i neaked some money into the back zipper pocket of her hand bag... we were being so asn tonight, fighting over who's paying... so i thought sneaking that in her bag while she wasnt with her bag was the simplest, quickest and best way to solve my dilemma.  =) and she'll get a surprise next time when she opens that pocket!  yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with christine and she drove us to burwood so we could all go to ANOTHER cafe.  christine was hungry.  what can we do?  =)  i told a guy who i thought was just a random waitor at the cafe to wipe our table properly.  it turned out he was the owner of the place.  when we were leaving, i went and paid my due respect and gratitude to the owner.  =)  just too nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to jo's place and watched law n order and criminal intent.  the two stories were stupidly similar tonight... women killing other women for a man.  men are just not worth such sacrifices, sisters!  what did the men do in the end?  they left you!  didnt even pity you ONE BIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo's house is so pretty and big and her parents are nice as well, even though i didnt really get to meet them.  im sure i will get to meet them properly next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christine drove me home then... way past my curfew.  i hope my parents get over it soon... =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a long day and i had heaps of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: MR &amp; MRS CHEUNG, THANK YOU FOR HAVING ME OVER!  CHRISTINE, YOU'RE NOT AS TALKATIVE AS ME!  bahahaha!  JO!!!  Newtown was an anti-climax but it wouldnt have been the same without you!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you guys heaps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until next time something cool happens, tata la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. SHOUT OUT: sorry wai ho for missing your calls!  i didnt hear my phone at all... solitaire next time la!  hahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-115367398757343367?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/115367398757343367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=115367398757343367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115367398757343367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115367398757343367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/07/brain-dead.html' title='Brain Dead'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-115340213170207662</id><published>2006-07-20T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T06:28:51.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickie</title><content type='html'>SHOUT OUT: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOANNE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-115340213170207662?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/115340213170207662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=115340213170207662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115340213170207662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115340213170207662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/07/quickie.html' title='Quickie'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-115340193510677558</id><published>2006-07-20T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T06:25:35.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids risk 'deafness' with MP3 players</title><content type='html'>July 20, 2006 - 1:34PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teenagers and young adults who listen to MP3 players too loudly and too often risk going deaf 30 years earlier than their parents' generation, a charity warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deafness Research UK said a national survey in Britain showed that 14 per cent of 16-34-year-olds use their personal music players for 28 hours a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than a third of the 1,000 people questioned in the poll said they had ringing in the ear, a sign of damage to hearing, after listening to loud music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are warning young people that they are putting themselves at risk of going deaf 30 years earlier than their parents' generation," said Vivienne Michael, chief executive of Deafness Research UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young people are exposed to loud noise from MP3 players, sophisticated sound systems in homes, clubs and cars but many are unaware of the damaging effect it can have on hearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly 40 per cent of the people questioned in the poll said they did not know that listening to loud music on a personal music player or in clubs or cars could damage their hearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-eight per cent said they went to noisy bars, pubs or nightclubs once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hearing loss can make life unbearable. It cuts people off from their family and friends and makes everyday communication extremely difficult," Michael said in a statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The charity advises people to follow the 60-60 rule. Do not listen to your MP3 player at more than 60 per cent of maximum volume and do not listen to it for more than 60 minutes at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It added that if the music from a headset is loud enough for the people around to hear, then it is loud enough to cause hearing damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noise levels exceeding 105 decibels can damage hearing if endured for more than 15 minutes, according to Britain's Health and Safety Executive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal conversation is about 60 decibels. Heavy traffic is about 85 decibels and loud personal music players are 112 decibels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-115340193510677558?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/115340193510677558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=115340193510677558&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115340193510677558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115340193510677558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/07/kids-risk-deafness-with-mp3-players.html' title='Kids risk &apos;deafness&apos; 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href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv"&gt;Personality Disorder Test&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/index.html"&gt;Personality Disorder Information&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-115322985138698958?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/115322985138698958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=115322985138698958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115322985138698958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-115073028242395597</id><published>2006-06-20T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T08:21:49.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Counting...</title><content type='html'>today is the 2nd day of my hibernation. i havent stepped out of the house for 2 days. well, the furthest i went today was the garage. at least i walked *out* of the house, yeh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont get me wrong, i havent been totally studying or whatever. i procrastinate a lot. a bit too much. so i guess i can't really complain about not having enough time and how im scared im going to fail something this semster, yeh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from refusing to go outside of the boundaries of my home (more like the four walls of my home), another sad thing is that i have $0.25 so go until i actually go OVER the $230 worth of calls i can make per month. how sad? i dont go out, i dont do anything. but my phone bill sky rockets. but then again, being the *oh-so-popular-and-social* me, how else am i supposed to talk to people and keep in contact? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny how i get hungry so frequently when im (supposedly) studying! it's like i HAVE to be constantly munching and chewing. but then jo just told me (yeh on the phone but she called me) that she cant help it either. i think that's why i feel not bloated, but just kind of, *gasp* FAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, that F word is such a taboo these days. you can't say it in public, you can mention it, you cant even hint it. sooner or later, the S word is going to turn taboo... and i mean the word SKINNY. or the T word, THIN. and then one day, we just cant compose a sentence with more than 5 words because everything is taboo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you just hate it when you were going to say something and then suddenly you can't remember a single trace of it? not even like a crumb of the thought. mum recons it's an early sign of the Alzheimer's Disease. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh! i remember now.  i recon my heater is giving me a tan because each time i turn it on and my whole room literally becomes a sauna, the next morning i look a little darker.  james lee recons my heater can't give me a tan because it doesnt give off UV rays or something.  but im serious, the heat coming out of the heater, is burning my epidermis.  it's true.  dont argue with me.  *raah!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i better leave this here for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 down, 3 to go... $0.25 left... and still counting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-115073028242395597?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-115065078521590453</id><published>2006-06-19T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T10:13:05.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Content</title><content type='html'>Just found out &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=honkibb&amp;amp;nextdate=6%2f18%2f2006+23%3a59%3a59.999"&gt;Victoria has a Mr Content&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want one too! carol and i were talking about it yesterday before FIN310.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, i think i have totally screwed the finals. my extended answers were really shallow and i am really scared that they are doing the whole "criteria marking" and not actually reading my answer. *prays to God*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Lee sent me this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'2 fish were in a tank. One said to the other, 'Hey you know how to drive one of these?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cracked up at that when i first read it. but now, i think the way i said it has stuffed it up haha... but oh well! you guys get it, right? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: JO, JULIE AND MASI! thanks for helping with property law! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yeh, the OZ v Brazil match is on right now. but im planning to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: JAMES HUANG 很抱歉我之前沒有跟你說謝謝. 謝謝你關懷 !! 我有空一定會去高雄找你的喔 !! =) enjoy south africa!! and X MEN WAS GOOD! I LOVE ANGEL!! he's so handsome... 太帥了...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-115065078521590453?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/115065078521590453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=115065078521590453&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115065078521590453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115065078521590453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/06/mr-content.html' title='Mr Content'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-115043396503655432</id><published>2006-06-16T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T21:59:25.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hard Truth About iPods</title><content type='html'>Got this email from dad.  I've put it up on &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/JYKW"&gt;my Xanga&lt;/a&gt; already.  Can't help but post it here as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Hard Truth About iPods&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumner Lemon, IDG News Service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15/06/2006 09:38:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your iPod on pause for a moment. There is something you should know: The Chinese factory workers who assembled your music player work long hours and do not earn a lot of money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of these workers are employed by Hon Hai Precision Industry Co., a Taiwanese contract manufacturer known by its Foxconn brand, the Mail On Sunday, a U.K. newspaper, reported last weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Low-paid workers toil long hours at Hon Hai's Longhua, China, plant to produce Apple Computer's popular iPod nano music player, the newspaper said. It put the monthly salary of these workers at 27pounds (AU$67.79). Workers at a different company that produces the iPod shuffle were paid 54pounds per month. These workers paid for their own room and board, which amounted to around half of their salary, it said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manufacturing relationship between Apple and Hon Hai is typical in the electronics industry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In most cases, electronics manufacturing isn't handled by the company that sells the final product, but by a contract manufacturer. Vendors squeeze the contract manufacturers hard to boost their own profit margins, often playing one off against another to get the lowest price. In turn, contract manufacturers look to reduce their costs as much as possible, and that means keeping wages low. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hard truth explains how corporations can produce affordable electronic products, such as computers, game consoles, and digital music players, that are exported to the U.S. and Europe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The monthly wages earned are, yes, low. However, the buying power of those wages can put food on the table," said Danny Levinson [CQ], publisher and editor of BDL Media's ChinaCSR.com, a corporate social responsibility Web site. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greater purchasing power of the renminbi, China's currency, was noted in a 2005 report on Chinese factory wages commissioned by the US Bureau of Labor Statistics. "Prices of goods and services vary greatly among countries, and the official exchange rate is not a reliable indicator of the relative difference in prices between China and other countries," the report said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most manufacturers, including Hon Hai, rely on migrant workers for labor. These workers, usually young women, come from China's poorer rural areas in search of jobs and a salary. For these workers, a monthly salary of AU$67.79, plus room and board, is more than can be earned at home and provides an important financial boost for their families. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workers are often housed in company dormitories, usually within the same compound as the factory. Security can be tight. Most factories have security guards stationed at outside gates and entrances to the factory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, at Dell's manufacturing plant in Xiamen, workers pass through a metal detector when leaving the factory. The measure was designed to prevent the theft of valuable computer components, such as memory modules, that can quickly drive up the company's manufacturing costs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple is taking the allegations of difficult working conditions at Hon Hai seriously, it said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Apple is committed to ensuring that working conditions in our supply chain are safe, workers are treated with respect and dignity, and manufacturing processes are environmentally responsible," it said, noting that claims made in the Mail On Sunday report are being investigated.&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-115043396503655432?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/115043396503655432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-115034714245781894</id><published>2006-06-15T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T21:52:22.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>serin-chan ganbatte~!</title><content type='html'>went to bed at 5 this morning.  how sad.  i didnt even realise the time and i thought i could take a small break and play some net games with wai ho while surfing through other people's blog.  then we realised it was 4 something and man, yewon was still up on msn so i was like *wow u'r still up too?*  and it turned out that both of us didnt realise the time... haha she was like *craporz ... i think i'll hop into bed now...* (something like that)  hehe she's so cute~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the WEIRDEST dream as well.  omg i saw so many people in my dream, it's like when one person suddenly turns into someone else you know and you dont feel like you're yourself but you know that is you in the dream... ok, i think i am &lt;em&gt;yit-hei&lt;/em&gt; coz some auntie said you dream when you are &lt;em&gt;yit-hei&lt;/em&gt;... better drink more water...  &gt;&lt;""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just read &lt;a href="http://onanilec.spaces.msn.com/blog/cns!84953EF77ABFE50A!506.entry"&gt;celine's blog entry&lt;/a&gt; and gave her a comment to vent a bit and to let her know she's not the only one feeling that way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my comment was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i totally understand you man.  i feel you...  *virtual hug*&lt;br /&gt;i got my law essay back and man, i felt like breaking down man.  it's like, such an insult to my work with that mark, but then i understand how i didnt, like you said, 'give them what they wanted', so to say.  my lecturer said it's not that i dont know my stuff, it's just that she didnt now *how* to give me the marks because it didnt fit in with the criteria. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont worry, these few weeks will pass by soon.  i just wish and pray everyone passes with a happy face~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally resonated with this line in her entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i suppost there's the fact that i never actually answer questions properly...like... i know the answer but i dun give them what they want...mainly coz i duno what they want&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*... better continue on with *managing market risk*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-115034714245781894?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/115034714245781894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>yewon is helping me</title><content type='html'>got this from yewon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.krekquel.com/funnypics/truthordare.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then... got this from wai ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gfcybanFKjU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gfcybanFKjU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta love LOTR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh check my msn space for more weird crap haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-115029865037969886?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/115029865037969886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=115029865037969886&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115029865037969886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115029865037969886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/06/yewon-is-helping-me.html' title='yewon is helping me'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-115029546573265997</id><published>2006-06-15T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T07:35:10.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JAMES IS FAMOUS... bahaha</title><content type='html'>check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;james zhao is on the urban dictionary...  no joke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/jameszhao.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: JAMES ZHAO!  u have been immortalised on JYKW's blogspot... HAHAHAHA  u googled ur name... far out i googled mine and it turned out to be some model in california... NOT HOT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-115029546573265997?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/115029546573265997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=115029546573265997&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115029546573265997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115029546573265997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/06/james-is-famous-bahaha.html' title='JAMES IS FAMOUS... bahaha'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-115029223632967579</id><published>2006-06-14T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T21:58:57.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignments and a Quiz from Jieun</title><content type='html'>im procrastinating big time right now. slept all afternoon after piano and yum cha. saw wai ho and his mum at the yum cha place too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my 3 marks back for my law assignment because my tutor realised it was my computer's fault and not my inability to choose 1.5 line spacing. *sigh* im still pissing-my-pants scared about property law. fark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my econ350 assignment back. didnt get any sort of remarks except for *good work*. james lee said he'll get his after the exam so he wont be affected by his mark. james zhao was complaining about his mark even though he only spent 5 hours doing it... my friends are funny hahahahahahahaha. i was planning to email my lecturer and ask where my 4 marks went since i was only 4 marks off full marks and because he had only written *good work* as a comment. he didnt even tick any of the boxes in the marking criteria thingie-o. but then again, who cares... better spend more time on studying for the finals aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont wanna talk about my fin310 assignment. carol and i are daymn pissed about it. not happy. full stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i dont fail anything this time. im so praying for at least a Pass in every subject. but right now, im not doing anything about it coz im here blogging and im about to do the quiz i scabbed off &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=peanut_cola&amp;nextdate=6%2f13%2f2006+23%3a59%3a59.999"&gt;jieun's xanga&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;You are...&lt;br /&gt;[] tall&lt;br /&gt;[] in between&lt;br /&gt;[x] short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] blonde&lt;br /&gt;[] redheaded&lt;br /&gt;[] brunette&lt;br /&gt;[x] black-haired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] blue-eyed&lt;br /&gt;[x] brown-eyed&lt;br /&gt;[] green-eyed&lt;br /&gt;[] hazel eyed&lt;br /&gt;[] gold eyed&lt;br /&gt;[] grey eyed&lt;br /&gt;[x] with glasses&lt;br /&gt;[] with contacts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] with braces&lt;br /&gt;[x] with freckles&lt;br /&gt;[] with piercings&lt;br /&gt;[] with a tattoo &lt;strong&gt;– I SOOO wish I had tattoos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] and have long hair&lt;br /&gt;[] and have short hair&lt;br /&gt;[x] and have mid-length hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite color(s) are?&lt;br /&gt;[x] red&lt;br /&gt;[] pink&lt;br /&gt;[x] yellow&lt;br /&gt;[] black&lt;br /&gt;[] green&lt;br /&gt;[] blue&lt;br /&gt;[] gold&lt;br /&gt;[] white&lt;br /&gt;[] silver&lt;br /&gt;[] purple&lt;br /&gt;[x] brown &lt;strong&gt;– I tend to wear a lot of browns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] orange&lt;br /&gt;[] indigo&lt;br /&gt;[] grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things you've done/played include...&lt;br /&gt;[x] soccer&lt;br /&gt;[] cheerleading &lt;strong&gt;– just not hot enough for this haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] dancing&lt;br /&gt;[x] lacrosse&lt;br /&gt;[] field hockey&lt;br /&gt;[x] hockey &lt;strong&gt;– yeh and broke the hockey stick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] football&lt;br /&gt;[x] softball&lt;br /&gt;[] wrestling&lt;br /&gt;[x] gymnastics&lt;br /&gt;[x] track/cross country&lt;br /&gt;[x] basketball&lt;br /&gt;[x] baseball&lt;br /&gt;[x] golf&lt;br /&gt;[x] chess&lt;br /&gt;[] playing in the mud&lt;br /&gt;[x] playing music&lt;br /&gt;[x] hiking&lt;br /&gt;[x] kayaking&lt;br /&gt;[x] camping&lt;br /&gt;[x] horseback riding&lt;br /&gt;[] marching band&lt;br /&gt;[] karate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;[x] annoying&lt;br /&gt;[x] talkative&lt;br /&gt;[x] shy &lt;strong&gt; – yes i can be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] sweet &lt;strong&gt;– oh yeh baby!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] funny &lt;strong&gt;– lame-ness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] mysterious &lt;strong&gt;– don’t go there, please&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] serious&lt;br /&gt;[x] bubbly&lt;br /&gt;[x] spazzy &lt;strong&gt;– uh huh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] paranoid&lt;br /&gt;[x] fun-loving&lt;br /&gt;[x] laid back &lt;strong&gt;– yeh, like, whteva...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] strict&lt;br /&gt;[x] hyper&lt;br /&gt;[x] nervous&lt;br /&gt;[x] weird &lt;strong&gt;– like, always?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music you like is?&lt;br /&gt;[] rap&lt;br /&gt;[x] rock &lt;strong&gt;– when im under stress&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] pop&lt;br /&gt;[] country&lt;br /&gt;[] hip hop&lt;br /&gt;[x] r&amp;amp;b&lt;br /&gt;[] slow jams&lt;br /&gt;[] Christian&lt;br /&gt;[x] classical&lt;br /&gt;[] techno&lt;br /&gt;[x] oldies&lt;br /&gt;[x] the 80s&lt;br /&gt;[] punk&lt;br /&gt;[] metal&lt;br /&gt;[] reggae&lt;br /&gt;[] Goth&lt;br /&gt;[] Latin&lt;br /&gt;[] 90's Grunge&lt;br /&gt;[x] musicals&lt;br /&gt;[] drum and bass&lt;br /&gt;[] IDM&lt;br /&gt;[] goa.&lt;br /&gt;[] house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What happened to jazz??? [x] JAZZ – when im de-stressing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pets you have/had?&lt;br /&gt;[] cat..&lt;br /&gt;[x] dog&lt;br /&gt;[] lizard&lt;br /&gt;[] snake&lt;br /&gt;[] ferret&lt;br /&gt;[] spider &lt;strong&gt;– they’re aint no pets, just random house guests&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] rabbit&lt;br /&gt;[x] fish &lt;strong&gt;– the gold fish we got a while ago started to die… I think the koi ate one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] bird&lt;br /&gt;[] hamster&lt;br /&gt;[x] little brother &lt;strong&gt;– yeh, like, he’s my pet? PFFT who thought of this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're mostly labeled as?&lt;br /&gt;[] goth&lt;br /&gt;[] emo&lt;br /&gt;[] prep&lt;br /&gt;[] punk&lt;br /&gt;[] hippie&lt;br /&gt;[] nerd &lt;strong&gt;– pfft like never&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] ditzy&lt;br /&gt;[x] hyper&lt;br /&gt;[x] happy&lt;br /&gt;[] everything&lt;br /&gt;[] I hate labels &lt;strong&gt;– except for clothing and shoes and bags labels&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] I have no idea on anything else&lt;br /&gt;[x] bitch &lt;strong&gt;– I know I am one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eat?&lt;br /&gt;[] dessert every night&lt;br /&gt;[x] no meat &lt;strong&gt;– no meat! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] diet stuff&lt;br /&gt;[] healthy&lt;br /&gt;[x] junk foods&lt;br /&gt;[] a lot of carbs&lt;br /&gt;[x] ice cream&lt;br /&gt;[] lots of meat&lt;br /&gt;[x] salad&lt;br /&gt;[] seafood..&lt;br /&gt;[] exotic dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A typical friday night...&lt;br /&gt;[] mall with your friends&lt;br /&gt;[] partying&lt;br /&gt;[] doing my homework&lt;br /&gt;[x] watching movies &lt;strong&gt;– does this include dvds?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] going to the club&lt;br /&gt;[x] staying home&lt;br /&gt;[] playing videogames&lt;br /&gt;[] babysitting and getting $$&lt;br /&gt;[] hanging out w/ my friends&lt;br /&gt;[] hanging out w/ your boyfriend/girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;[] working while your friends are out having fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently you are...&lt;br /&gt;[] in a relationship&lt;br /&gt;[x] single and loving it&lt;br /&gt;[] crushing &lt;strong&gt;– I am currently in love with 古天樂 while my husband 黎明 is at home minding his own business&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] single &lt;strong&gt;– does this mean, single and NOT love it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] just broke up&lt;br /&gt;[] considering work in a nunnery&lt;br /&gt;[] married to the one person who is very special and dear to you heart, and hope nothing ever changes it &lt;strong&gt;– hmm…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online, you use:&lt;br /&gt;[] lol&lt;br /&gt;[] sup&lt;br /&gt;[] rofl&lt;br /&gt;[] lmao&lt;br /&gt;[] stfu&lt;br /&gt;[] ty&lt;br /&gt;[x] j/k&lt;br /&gt;[] &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I use… [x] &gt;&lt;”” [x] -_- [x] raaah! [x] argh [x] hehe [x] haha – HOW COME THESE DIDN’T GET MENTIONED?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice, aye? i better continue with this... commodity markets and hedging thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: JO! law is so freaking me out. im so scared of failing coz it's like HARD ASSSSSSS now... argh !!! thanks for dropping by!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-115029223632967579?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/115029223632967579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=115029223632967579&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115029223632967579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115029223632967579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/06/assignments-and-quiz-from-jieun.html' title='Assignments and a Quiz from Jieun'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-115004894833421436</id><published>2006-06-12T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T23:44:59.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Stuff</title><content type='html'>SHOUT OUT: HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARREN! I HAD SO MUCH FUN TONIGHT! hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start with sometime in the wee hours of yester-morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jules calls me up and whispers down the phone to ask me how much i've done for constitution. i was friggin sleeping and it took me a while to register that i actually answered my mobile, WHICH WAS ON VIBRATION. apart from the surprise that i had unconscionously answered a call which i would not have heard, was that it's near the end of the sem and people are still asking if im doing constitution law this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i am not doing constitution this semester. and i wont be for this year. im planning to do it next year. hehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she's not the first one to ask me how much of constitution i have done. it's funny how many people try to scab notes off me because that would seriously mean they are struggling because im not one of the nerds who kick everything... and people know that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then this morning. i woke up and as i was walking around the house, i felt something was in my sock and it was getting really annoying. guess what it was!!! it was half of my toe nail. i dont know what happened, now one on of my toes, i have half a nail and the occasional pain. but it did break off nicely. i dont have to cut it for a while now. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to darren's place for his birthday. FINALLY learnt how to play poker and i guess i can start talking to chris about it at uni haha... the food was nice but not the stuff we had to eat/drink when we lost in poker. my tummy still hurts from my concoction. eiw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eunis told me darren was turning X this year and i actually believed her. i bought the wrong card &gt;&lt;"" because darren was actually turning X-1 this year... argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough for this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-115004894833421436?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/115004894833421436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=115004894833421436&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115004894833421436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/115004894833421436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/06/funny-stuff.html' title='Funny Stuff'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114986725687148440</id><published>2006-06-10T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T08:34:17.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, Today, Today...</title><content type='html'>today was a half long day because it wasnt a full long day (so to say) yet a lot happened.  well not a lot full on, but enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh, just got this from wai ho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eepybird.com/dcm1.html"&gt;http://www.eepybird.com/dcm1.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a waste of coke (i agree with ken here) but then it's only diet coke.  ken said the coke in the gold bottle is really eiw because it has no sugar or something.  i prefer sugar in my coke.  hehe~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways!  back to today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up heaps early (9 something) to practice the piano one last time because my exam, which was supposed to be at 220PM but the examiner had asked if i wanted to do mine earlier so i just followed her in at 2PM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught the bus from castle hill to wynyard station.  had some food at this cafe but seriously, for $7.90, the grilled vegetables sandwich looked like some $0.50 toast from a school fete.  it was THAT bad.  no side chips, no side salad.  i was so disappointed.  i had even told the waitress that i was disappointed and i didnt think the sandwich was worth $7.90 and she said every other restraunt is heaps more expensive.  but my defence was that say for $11.50, i get a larger sandwich AND side dishes of either chips, wedges or garden salad.  i was really unimpressed.  but oh well, i couldnt start up anything because i had to keep myself composed for the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went past a red cross donation building thing, and next to it was a shop, kind of like the odd op-shop but nicer and brighter.  the things were actually real branded items and they were donated to the red cross.  how nice of people.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mum and i were looking at the skirts on the rack and MAN WE SAW THE BEST BUY EVER!  a skirt with belt for $15.  i so recon if the skirt was at MYER or DJ, it would have been $50-$60 up.  my bro didnt see anything in particular but we still bought him a vest.  haha, cant let go of such an opportunity!  and i saw a really cute vest for $10.  seriously, no one can resist such a shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing that scared me was the real rabbit skin/fur jacket they had there on sale at $130.  i thought it was mink!  seriously, i was so brain frozen when the lady was like *that's really nice for real rabbit fur*.  mum, my bro and i just left (we've paid already).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the AMEB studio and basically sat there.  well, i sat there in fear, while my mum and bro were just bored crapless.  blahblah blah, long story short, went in, had an exam, came out.  i got a grade that was heaps better to what i thought i was getting in the morning but not as good as what i expected myself to get.  so it was all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we caught the bus back to castle hill and we all had afternoon tea at castle tower.  i had a really nice, banana, caramel and cream pie and a mug of hot chocolate.  mum had a muffin and coffee.  my bro had this really nice but kinda gay carbonated apple juice/drink.  haha~  i so can't get buy without a slice of cake or something these days.  the cream was so nice!  and the chic gave me whipped cream and ice cream on the side!  now that's what i call service and for just under $5, it was worth it.  unlike *some* un-mention-able *cough* grilled vegetable sandwich *cough* at wynyard station *nudge nudge wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had hot pot for dinner tonight as well~ really yummy and warmed me up for a winter's day like today.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT TO TINA:  CONGRATES FOR PASSING 8TH GRADE CLASSICAL!  WHOO HOO!!  WE BOTH PASSED OUR PIANO EXAM!  YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess today was an aight day to balance out the shyte i was going through for the past 3-4 days.  *sigh* i guess i'll have to study harder for the finals, yeh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, until next time, tata la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.  SHOUT OUT TO JOANNA, CAROL AND ROSS!!  thank you for your encouragements!  love you guys heaps!  oh yeh, and james lee coz he did mention good luck to me haha~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114986725687148440?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114986725687148440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114986725687148440&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114986725687148440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114986725687148440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-today-today.html' title='Today, Today, Today...'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114977535144081408</id><published>2006-06-08T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T07:02:31.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Wii from Arvin</title><content type='html'>the title of this blog entry doesnt really sound right... haha but still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you havent watched this from the link in my msn space, then here it is again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=1dmml2v4reY&amp;search=%20Wii"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=1dmml2v4reY&amp;amp;search=%20Wii&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's different from the one in the last entry coz the Nintendo executives actually play the tennis game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously want one now haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114977535144081408?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114977535144081408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114977535144081408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114977535144081408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114977535144081408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/06/more-wii-from-arvin.html' title='More Wii from Arvin'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114968150341874065</id><published>2006-06-07T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T04:58:23.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nintendo Wii</title><content type='html'>something i want after watching the link arvin sent me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chinese.engadget.com/2006/05/10/wii-advertising-film/"&gt;http://chinese.engadget.com/2006/05/10/wii-advertising-film/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114961822328657154</id><published>2006-06-07T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T11:39:13.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deeply Cut</title><content type='html'>i was deeply cut just then by an old friend. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like when people have their own careers and life, they tend to throw away everything else they have once said, and stupid enough i actually took what they said to heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that everything they have ever dreamt of have come true, what about the things they've said before? what about me? am i to just sit here and hope that things will turn out right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i do wish them well. i guess that is all left for me to do? i mean, seriously, i feel used and down right stupid but at least their lives are perfect according to their dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crying about it won't do anything because they'll never know... it's times like this when i really feel lonely and isolated. and all people can do is pick an argument: saying im being snobbish and not messaging people even though im online. what is there to say when no one has just gone what i have? i was totally cut at 2:30 in the morning and the first message i get when i come online is why im not chatting when im online. well, if i wasn't bawling my eyes out because i was so hurt and i felt so used, then i probably would have messaged people, yeh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what has my msn status have to do with anything anyway? im feeling lonely and isolated from everyone else and does msn have a status for that? im not busy, away, out for lunch, be right back, on the phone or appear offline. what happened just then was uncalled for and i didnt need other people being a busy body and caring about my msn status when a quarter of my world was collapsing. i tried to be civil about it and saw the funny side of it but people just took the wrong cue and it shows how much importance you place on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like im half dying here, crying in pain and all you do is make a big deal on how im snobbish and ignoring you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then to some people, who am i to you? :( who do you think i am? a marketing strategy? *hi, im from australia* wow such broad, international market appeal! my arse, that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i know is that im still deeply cut... all because i should have gotten over this ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114961822328657154?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114961822328657154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114961822328657154&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114961822328657154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114961822328657154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/06/deeply-cut.html' title='Deeply Cut'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114952180553728718</id><published>2006-06-06T01:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T08:36:45.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Correct Punctuation</title><content type='html'>SHOUT OUT: HAPPY 20TH YE WON! WHOO HOO!! and guess what! it's the 6th of the 6th of the 6th... i mean 060606 or... 666! bahaha! nah, dont be superstious! i wish a happy birthday and all your wishes will so fully come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently taking a break from typing up notes for property law. which topic am i doing? i'm doing indefeasibility and exceptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im taking a break and surfing on people's blog when i have realised something that i was meant to say A LONG TIME AGO. it is something that i believe was accidentally left off my zero tolerance list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ellipses are THREE fullstops NOT TWO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cannot stand the amount of people who use two fullstops to indicate the trailing off when the rule is to use three. i was taught that ellipses are three fullstops and will only be three fullstops, not four, not two. this is in English and in Chinese, it is six. six and will always be six, not five, not seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you do not believe me, check this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nyu.edu/classes/copyXediting/Punctuation.html#ell"&gt;http://www.nyu.edu/classes/copyXediting/Punctuation.html#ell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="ell"&gt;ELLIPSES&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use for omitted material.&lt;br /&gt;Use for a pause longer than a dash (but do not let a writer overuse this device).&lt;br /&gt;For example, The text was trailing off ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note how in the example, three fullstops were used instead of two. that is because ELLIPSES ARE THREE FULLSTOPS, NOT TWO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh! i cannot stand the amount of people who do not understand this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to post this entry in all my blogs! i want everyone to know this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. today was pretty funny... (see the ellipse?) hmm, i'll put something up about today later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114952180553728718?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114952180553728718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114952180553728718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114952180553728718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114952180553728718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/06/correct-punctuation_114952180553728718.html' title='Correct Punctuation'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114917617818899585</id><published>2006-06-02T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T08:36:47.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here!</title><content type='html'>it's been a while since my last proper post and quite a few things has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: TO ALL MY FRIENDS WITH BIRTHDAYS IN JUNE, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! THIS GOES TO... YEWON, ZOE, CHLOE, JOANNA... hehe~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently in bed haha i bought a laptop the other day and honestly, i feel slow now because this machine is so fast! and i bought an electronic dictionary as well. feldman asked why i needed one like a FOB and today, joe asked the exact same question. i wanted it because it'll make looking up a definition a lot faster. but i still encourage primary school children to use actual dictionaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically i have a massive dent in my wallet now. im so sorry chloe, yewon and zoe... i cannot make it to your birthday dinner/party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recon this will definitely come back to me, so that's why im planning not to have a massive 21st and just spend it with family and close family friends. i dont want to get dogged because yeh, i know how it feels. and then, i dont want people to spend money on me. it's the fact that it's a 21st that people feel they have to spend a fortune. i dont want my friends to go through a financial crisis because of me. one less 21st means one less present to buy means more money to say. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got *re-united* with one of the first people i met when i came to australia in 1991. it was kinda weird because i thought she looked familiar and seriously, i was literally holding my breath when i asked her for her name. it turned out that she was really who i thought she was but too bad she has forgotten me because we moved from parra to dundas valley about 6 months later. it turns out that she left that primary school in year 4 and ended up going to baulkham hills high. such a smartie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh there was an awkward moment then because i asked a question that was very sensitive to the tone i use. so i asked her which degree she's doing at mac uni and she told me she goes to SIBT. out of curiosity i asked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what are you doing at SIBT?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you really think about it, imagine how that question would have sounded if i had used the wrong tone of voice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what are you DOING at SIBT?"&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT are you doing at SIBT?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as i was asking that question, it clicked and i had to cover myself so that i didnt sound too offensive. i didnt mean to make it sound slack, i just wanted to know which degree she was doing at SIBT. apparently she's doing arts in media or something and she's going to transfer to 2nd year mac uni next year. such a smartie. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im officially stressed about my finals and i know i shouldnt be complaining and i should have started to prepare for this earlier. i really dont want to fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'v got my piano exam soon as well. i have finally got the hang of the pieces im playing and that is a little soothing to know haha... i hope i pass my piano exam as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was planning to go to singapore and hk at the end of this year but now, the airfare is too expensive so i'm thinking of going to taiwan now. im still deciding. &gt;&lt;"" ross is going to singapore and malaysia next month and im so jealous! i really want to go to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt realise how much of my life actually revolved around money. i've noticed a few greedy thoughts have come up and it's hard to resolve them... still trying hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i better to go bed now. i have work tomorrow and i should sleep =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until next time, tata la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114917617818899585?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114917617818899585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114917617818899585&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114917617818899585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114917617818899585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-here.html' title='I&apos;m here!'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114831521234321031</id><published>2006-05-23T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T09:26:52.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is This Really Me?</title><content type='html'>i just did a &lt;a href="http://www.kindheart.com.tw/cgi-bin/element1.pl"&gt;test online&lt;/a&gt;.  my cousin sent me the &lt;a href="http://www.kindheart.com.tw/cgi-bin/element1.pl"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.  questioning whether im really what it says now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　你是個深懂權衡利害得失的人，外表看起來非常大膽，但是在行動前卻早已經過相當謹慎冷靜的思考，最後才作出決定，比如你很重視感情，注重人與人之間的關係，但也很會保護自己，在與人合作上期望做到公平，一定會算的很精明，有人侵犯到你的領域，會馬上採取行動抵制，是個功利主義者。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　在事業上，雖然有時會被居於優勢的對手所圍繞，但是你能很慎重、冷靜的計劃，為超越環境限制而努力，因此你能夠針對環境的變化，很快的做出適當的因應措施，然後耐心等待下一個機運到來，結果顯示往往你能戰勝那些力量與才能都超過自己的對手。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　在感情上，你很重視與每個朋友的交往關係，尤其是在選擇合作和結婚對象時，特別獨具慧眼，有選擇眼光，當發現對方不是很適合的對象，就會在不知不覺中很技巧性的遠離對方，盡量不會造成對方太過難堪，但還是會很重視這段關係，繼續維繫彼此的情誼。提醒你如果太過於高傲，會導致周圍人們的反感，造成惡劣的形象，也不要光是考量到得失與利害，要建立起讓對方打從心底的信任。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　你的生命目標主要在交流、溝通、思考這些方面，個性比較孤僻，事業的起伏比較大。當你站在眾人面前的時候，可以將自己的才華發揮的淋漓盡致，很會用形容詞，講得頭頭是道，在眾人面前表現的很好，很亮麗，但是當曲終人散，一個人獨處的時候，其實是有些孤單失落的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　你的個性特徵是喜歡呈現出自己的才能，並且會設法讓自己多才多藝。個性中同時存在奇怪的一面，雖然你在與人相處時，總是能夠滔滔不絕，但其實你的所知有限，在專業的領域中學問不夠博，涉及的知識層面也不夠寬，這就是阻礙你跟別人交流最主要的原因。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　你的優點是學習能力很強，能夠發揮所長，所以你喜歡慢慢學習，慢慢思索，也有豐富的才華，是個有思想也能夠充份表達的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　你的缺點是太喜歡一個人獨處，常常是孤零零的一個人，雖然自己喜歡獨處的樂趣和享受，但會讓人感覺你是個孤僻的怪胎。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　喜歡獨處的個性會防礙婚姻和一生的運勢，因為孤僻的特質不容易認識很多對象，雖然也會有機會，但是在愛情的表現上會偏向羞怯保守而拘謹，並形成一種愛批評及分析的性格，因此容易影響到彼此浪漫的氣氛，甚至會干涉或影射到對方而不自知，無形中打破和諧的氣氛而喪失機會，讓婚姻受到一些阻礙，而且在事業上也會比較晚成。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　你的天賦潛能在於特殊的才藝，而且是綜合型的才藝，不是那種專心型的。比如什麼樂器都會一點，然後組合起來兼編曲，當一個編曲家。因此你可以把很多東西都學會一點，並發揮天賦潛能把這些才藝綜合起來，呈現出來另一種新的特殊才藝。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... im not sure about some bits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. SHOUT OUT TO ANDY!  HAPPY 21ST!  let's play minesweeper again!  WHOO HOO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114831521234321031?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114831521234321031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114831521234321031&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114831521234321031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114831521234321031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/05/is-this-really-me.html' title='Is This Really Me?'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114684654375478447</id><published>2006-05-06T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T09:29:03.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JOCELYN'S 21ST</title><content type='html'>SHOUT OUT: JOCY!!  HAPPY 21ST!!  sorry i couldnt make it to your fantastic party/dinner... please forgive me la~  hope you LOVE the presents you got, especially from me and others hehehehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIRUPA!  totally, man, happy 20th birthday in the break!  hehehehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SARAH CHOI!  yeh this is totally late, ur birthday was a month ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;far out, im a loser friend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114684654375478447?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114684654375478447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114684654375478447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114684654375478447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114684654375478447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/05/jocelyns-21st.html' title='JOCELYN&apos;S 21ST'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114650398676924845</id><published>2006-05-02T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T10:19:46.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promotion Whore, I Am</title><content type='html'>here i am, promoting the funny email i got from Jenn that i have posted up on my &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=JYKW&amp;nextdate=5%2f1%2f2006+23%3a59%3a59.999"&gt;xanga.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im such a promotion whore of my own stuff haha as afrooz would have called it.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for those who blog stalk me, hey, go check it out.  have you been to my xanga before?  haha it's ok for you not to comment but you have to visit my other sites, right?  hehe i respect people's privacy.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy ppls~  this is the 3rd promotion i've made of the xanga entry.  hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114650398676924845?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114650398676924845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114650398676924845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114650398676924845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114650398676924845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/05/promotion-whore-i-am_02.html' title='Promotion Whore, I Am'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114622588254086514</id><published>2006-04-28T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T10:17:15.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta love what we do!</title><content type='html'>SHOUT OUT: JENN ZHOU! YOU'RE DEFO ONE OF THE COOLEST CHICS I'VE EVER MET (including myself) HAHAHAHA! LOVE YOUR LATEST MSN SPACE ENTRY!! WHOO HOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenn just spelt a lot of things out for every guy out there in her latest &lt;a href="http://spaces.msn.com/jenniferzhou84/blog/cns!CDE26506C1C2F0D!785.entry"&gt;blog entry&lt;/a&gt;. hope you guys do try to spend some time reading it because no other chic will spend (or *waste* to put it more directly) time to let you work these things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it kinda reminded me of my &lt;a href="http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/03/back-to-work-with-jane-austen.html"&gt;entry&lt;/a&gt; from ages ago about what relationships should be like and how im going to look for a guy. i hope it helped some chics out there who are still *oh, i dont know what i want* because, honey, you've seriously got to snap out of the bimbo stage believing there are *nice* guys out there who just fits in to every mould you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, im gonna bludge a bit more before reading the stuff i should have read a month ago to catch up on uni stuff. assignments are starting to pile up, too, so yeh~ gotta start SOMEWHERE, aye? gosh i spent like an hour last night trying to work out when im going to do what so i can somehow catch up before my finals come too close. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, tata la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114622588254086514?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114622588254086514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114622588254086514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114622588254086514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114622588254086514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/04/gotta-love-what-we-do.html' title='Gotta love what we do!'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114613052937939763</id><published>2006-04-27T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T02:35:29.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened today?  NOTHING!</title><content type='html'>Feeling totally screwed over because I’ve finally realised I have so much to catch up on for uni.  Assignments are gonna be due soon after this break finishes and I haven’t started them at all.  Probably gonna go print the questions out on Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked my draft exam timetable this morning when jo called.  17th, 21st, 22nd and 23rd… great.  3 consecutive days.  At least I get to celebrate my 21st in freedom!  Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna go out today because there’s a one day sale at MYER.  But then, mum said I’ve been out too often and stuff.  That’s kinda true coz I have been out nearly everyday even though I thought I’ll be stuck at home totally… hmm… carol was at work, so was karen and jo was busy.  James and I were *thinking* of going for the Lindt place at martin place and then maybe catching a movie (more like I was gonna make him come with me to watch March of the Penguins) haha… I LOVE PENGUINS SOO CUTE!!  (v^.^v) but then yeh, nothing happened in the end.  And HE got to go out for lunch with simon!  So sad.  No life.  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm well, at least ive started on my property law readings catch up… but I still have a few more.  I’ll probably do them on Sunday since im working tomoro and Saturday.  Wow, I’m planning my next 3 days!  Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad’s thinking of getting me a notebook and im quite excited.  But he doesn’t know (probably he doesn’t) that im getting a dictionary thingie in hk and wai ho’s gonna bring it back for me!  Yay!!  Syrene wants one too so yeh, wai ho’s gonna bring that back for her too~  haha~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel was telling me about notebooks/laptop (gosh what’s the diff?) and I really liked one part of our msn convo when he basically summarised the brands im like totally confused with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUOTE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;acers generally look crap...they're big and heavy...but its affordable&lt;br /&gt;sony vaio are just for spoilt brats&lt;br /&gt;dells are for poor ppl&lt;br /&gt;toshiba are for middle-class ppl&lt;br /&gt;fujitsu are just overpriced&lt;br /&gt;IBMs..forget abt them..they're too expensive&lt;br /&gt;NECs look shit&lt;br /&gt;MACs..are the way to go...if u wanna go thru hell&lt;br /&gt;LG looks nice..thats it&lt;br /&gt;and WOOOT for no-brand china things which look like laptops&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNQUOTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my reaction was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUOTE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wow let me remember these things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNQUOTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: THANKS DANIEL!  FOR umm… ALL THE HELP!  YAY!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started to read Emma last night before bed.  Never got to read it for leisure in the past coz it’s was for school and stuff.  i’ve noticed now my high lighting in the book and note writing in the margins kind of stopped after chapter 3.  hahaha  what a bludger I was… STILL AM!  HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone still watch those forensic investigation thingies on channel 7 anymore?  I was watching it last night and it was soo disgusting!  Argh!!  But it was still cool~  oh yeh and I watched extreme make over… got to look at breast implants HAHAHAHA liposuction!  Eiw~!!  &gt;&lt;””&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ND SHOUT OUT:  HAVE A SAFE TRIP WAI HO!  AFROOZ, HOPE YOU’RE FEELING BETTER NOW FROM THAT STUPID COMOTION TODAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114613052937939763?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114613052937939763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114613052937939763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114613052937939763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114613052937939763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-happened-today-nothing.html' title='What happened today?  NOTHING!'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114580194740462414</id><published>2006-04-24T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T07:19:07.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Left Behind... with a night of tv...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;im screwed already&lt;/strong&gt; because it's 3 days into the new phone bill period and i've reached my cap of $49 already.  it's not that i can't pay or anything, im just wow-i-fied.  im such a loyal 3G customer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im kinda surprised how one thing comes up after another in my life all the time?  i thought im at a stage in life when everything's just going cruise-ie.  more like, &lt;strong&gt;im basically indifferent&lt;/strong&gt; about stuff these days but one thing finishes as another comes up.  is everyone else like this out there? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dislike the feeling of how there are people in your life who you have unintentionally replaced by newer friends.  it's just like what yewon was talking about in one of her blogs: &lt;a href="http://spaces.msn.com/yewon/blog/cns!895A7FB1E61C5B06!878.entry"&gt;falling-outs&lt;/a&gt;.  at first, i thought yeh that happens but i do try to keep in touch with others but now, i've realised how many people i've *sort of* left behind in life?  it's awkward to just call them up, is it?  bryant was saying how i either make things too complicated when they're not or i think of everything as too simple when it's not.  i guess i do sometimes, but i really dont want to think this falling-out issue as something that im complicating when it's just something that happens to everyone.  i really dont want to leave anyone behind in life when i am capable of preventing it.  who would want to leave someone who have shared a chunk of their lives with?  if not for the &lt;strong&gt;friendship's sake&lt;/strong&gt;, then why not for &lt;strong&gt;sentimental reasons&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;primary school friends, high school friends.  maybe it is true when they say people randomly &lt;strong&gt;come and go&lt;/strong&gt; in your life and it's the footprints that they leave behind in your heart that matters because one day we'll all be together again, somehow.  but it's really weird how different stages in life brings out different sides of people and you can get to know someone at totally different environments to where you met them.  take uni, like i was talking to afrooz on msn the other night and we realised how we got to know each other better because of uni, we got to know such a different person as to what we expected from the other.  all this, we met in high school.  or how i met joe in year 11 because we caught the same bus from epping station.  and after 2 years, we got to know each other because of contract law at uni.  or take kirupa.  met in primary school, same friendship group and all, but literally didnt see each other throughout high school.  then one day, kaboom!  we see each other at uni and it's like we dont need to go through the whole *get to know each other* process and we just talk.  we laugh.  we basically crack up and i &lt;strong&gt;feel pretty comfortable&lt;/strong&gt; with it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni is such a big place it's not funny.  there are so many people and stuff.  right now, it's like, there are people in my life right now who i dont know if i'll one day become their falling-out.  even if i do become a fall-out of your life, please dont feel sorry.  i totally understand how you feel when you one day think about this.  &lt;strong&gt;i love all my friends&lt;/strong&gt; and just like how joe used to say *im over protective of my friends*.  well, who isnt? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was watching the opening of big brother on channel 10 this evening (&lt;strong&gt;not for entertainment&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;purposes&lt;/strong&gt; but to wait for the comedy festival thing to come on at 930) and i realised how asian i am inside.  it's really interesting because it was all point and laugh at the so called *house mates* until an asian chic turned up.  i dont mean to be offensive but there's no other way to describe how i felt: appalled.  i dont like it how there is an asian in that house playing big brother.  it's bad enough to see a group of people locking themselves in a house and doing stupid things for the sake of $1 million.  for goodness' sakes, &lt;strong&gt;$1 million dollars is not a lot of money&lt;/strong&gt; and personally i dont have a million bucks (YET!) because honestly, if a group of people are to gather to embarrass themselves in reality tv gone bad, then obviously $1 million will not be enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$1 million was a lot when the news papers were10 cents.  when 50 cents got you lollies and a bus trip home.  when friggin icy poles were only 20 cents at the school canteen: NOT $1.20.  at this rate, taking inflation and the compensation for such despicable activities as to what people on big brother do, &lt;strong&gt;$1 billion&lt;/strong&gt; would do better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114580194740462414?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114580194740462414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114580194740462414&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114580194740462414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114580194740462414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/04/left-behind-with-night-of-tv.html' title='Left Behind... with a night of tv...'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114554792270260298</id><published>2006-04-21T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T08:45:22.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivien's Birthday</title><content type='html'>SHOUT OUT:  HAPPY BIRTHDAY VIVIEN!  MY *AIYA* SISTER!  whoo hoo!! 21!!  just gotta thank me for your pretty make up on this special day!!  yay!!!   JAMES!!  THANKS FOR BUMMING WITH US AND FOR COMING TO DINNER WITH US ON SUCH NOTICE!!  hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to parra today.  met up with vivien and we basically bummed at parra from like 10 something 11 in the morning until like 3ish when we literally rushed back to her place to get ready to go out to the city coz her optom friends had organised a buffet dinner thing at star city haha.  im now a star city member because i had to so i can get the discounts and stuff haha.  i've even got $10 worth of credit to gamble with but i didnt use any of it coz i aint no gambler and i aint gonna try.  haha i've got solitaire on my phone already HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt really buy much at parra... maybe it's coz im kinda freaked out about being financially grounded.  it was such a relief when mum let me out to go shopping and she didnt say much when i was in the car just then telling her how i bought only a *few* things so i could join THE&lt;strong&gt;FACE&lt;/strong&gt;SHOP club thingie.  haha  it's such a nice shop and i got 2 eye liners and a really nice pink lipstick there.  the shop is so clean and white... makes me feel clean too!  haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was gonna buy this jacket at jeans west but the price was a bit too much for me, as yet... once im out of this grounding business, im so gonna go crazy with shopping all the stuff i've wanted!  muahahahaha just wait and see peoples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumped into tsi wei at parra as well!  we were like literally wow-i-fied.  she looks kinda the same but kinda different.  i wanted to ask her what she's doing at uni but she was in a hurry to get back to work.  i guess next time yeh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were at ALLY in parra and apparently it's everywhere now.  i so didnt know this ALLY shop was a franchise and we saw one in the city and one in QVB.  anyways, the main thing about this shop is that when viv and i walked in, literally, the weirdest yet cutest song came on in the shop.  literally, we had the song stuck in our head until i guess we either forgot or when we were on the way home on the bus.  well, i've found the song on the net and i'm currently downloading it and apparently it's by akon... interesting, aye?  hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh, on the bus, me and viv were like singing and stuff to our mp3 players.  i was watching (more like staring) at the Rain MTV viv had on her mp3 player and fully man, if someone like Rain asked me out, i'd faint.  hahaha... far out it's either girly guys or fully nice arms and all guys for me!  whoo hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vivien's reaised (and had enlightened me on this) that i subconsciously prefer guys with tiny eyes.  or the guys i've ever fully likes in my life have had *chinese eyes*.  haha eyes like Rain's, Wai ho's, Bryant's, Vanness' and various other asian singers/actors.  now that's interesting... i vaguely remember mum telling me about this before but then, at first i was kinda defensive over this but then i've come to accept it.  because i've for single eye lids myself.  &gt;&lt;"" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met a load of optom people today and realised how small the world can be.  hehe...  i dont know if i should go to jocelyn's 21st because im really running outta cash and yeh... i havent replied to her email yet but in a way i really do wanna go... coz she was my roll call buddy~~~  awww... so i really need to think about this &gt;&lt;""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling quite tired now and far out i've got work tomorrow  &gt;&lt;"""  i need the money but then i dont want to work.  how gay do i sound, aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay 3 minutes until the cute song finishes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until next time, tata la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114554792270260298?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114554792270260298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114554792270260298&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114554792270260298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114554792270260298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/04/viviens-birthday.html' title='Vivien&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114530172808235232</id><published>2006-04-18T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T12:22:08.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff About Me?</title><content type='html'>1.Copy and Paste in your blog&lt;br /&gt;2. BOLD anything true&lt;br /&gt;3. Leave plain anything untrue&lt;br /&gt;4. anything else u wanna add it in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001. I miss somebody right now.&lt;br /&gt;002. I watch more tv than I used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;003. I love olives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;004. I love sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;005. I own lots of books.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;006. I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;007. I love to play video games.&lt;br /&gt;008. I’ve tried marijuana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;009. I’ve watched porn movies.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;010. I have been in a threesome.&lt;br /&gt;011. I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.  &lt;strong&gt;(from my perspective, no)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;012. I believe honesty is the best policy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;013. I have acne free skin &lt;strong&gt;(umm not now...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;014. I like and respect Al Sharpton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;015. I curse frequently.&lt;br /&gt;016. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;017. I have a hobby.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;018. I’ve been told I have a nice butt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;019. I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;020. I've never broken anyone else's bones.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;022. I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;023. I love rain.  I LOVE YOU, RAIN!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;024. I’m paranoid at times.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;025. I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;026. I need money right now.&lt;/strong&gt;  (YES!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;027. I love sushi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;028. I talk really, really fast sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;029. I have fresh breath in the morning.  (WHO DOES?)&lt;br /&gt;030. I have semi-long hair.  (WTF IS SEMI LONG?)&lt;br /&gt;031. I have lost money in Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;032. I have at least one brother and/or sister.&lt;br /&gt;033. I was born in a country outside Australia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;034. I shave my legs.&lt;br /&gt;035. I have a twin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;037. I couldn’t survive without Caller I.D.&lt;/strong&gt;  (i hate private numbers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;038. I like the way I look.&lt;/strong&gt;  (aiya, yeh im being honest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;039. I have lied to a good friend in the past 6 months.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;040. I know how to do cornrows.&lt;br /&gt;041. I am usually pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;042. I have mood swings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;043. I think prostitution should be legalized.&lt;br /&gt;044. I think Britney Spears is pretty.  &lt;strong&gt;(used to)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;046. I have a hidden talent.&lt;br /&gt;047. I’m always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.&lt;br /&gt;048. I think that I’m popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;049. I am currently single.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;050. I have kissed someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;052. I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;053. I love to shop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;054. I would rather shop than eat.&lt;br /&gt;055. I would classify myself as ghetto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;056. I’m bourgie and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;057. I’m obsessed with my blog!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;058. I don’t hate anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;059. I’m a pretty good dancer. &lt;br /&gt;060. I don’t think Mike Tyson raped Desiree Washington&lt;br /&gt;061. I’m completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;062. I have a mobile phone.&lt;/strong&gt;  (2 in fact)&lt;br /&gt;063. I watch MTV on a weekly basis.&lt;br /&gt;065. I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;067. I have never been in a real relationship before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;068. I’ve rejected someone before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;069. I currently have a crush on someone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;070. I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;071. I want to have children in the future.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;072. I have changed a diaper before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;073. I’ve had the cops called on me before.&lt;br /&gt;074. I bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;075. I’m allergic to anything deadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;076. I've been with more than one person in a relationship before.&lt;/strong&gt;  (depends on how you see it... )&lt;br /&gt;077. I Smoke/Used to smoke.  (used to do other stuff?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;078. I've had fantasys about a significant other.&lt;/strong&gt;  (dont ask, im being honest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;079. I've been in a fight with someone before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;080. I want to get married.  &lt;strong&gt;(not now but eventually)&lt;br /&gt;081. I have annoying habits.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;082. I have different personalities.  (mood swings arent included)&lt;br /&gt;083. I live for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;084. I always change my style of clothing.&lt;/strong&gt;  (coz the trend changes, DUH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;085. I sing in the shower.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;086. I'm a very annoying person/I annoy others.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;087. I hate being me.&lt;br /&gt;088. I want to be someone else.&lt;br /&gt;089. I want to be famous.   &lt;strong&gt;(somestimes)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;090. I've stuck by my friends all the time when in need. &lt;/strong&gt;(from wat i know of)&lt;br /&gt;091. I'm a very dangerous person to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;092. I'm a very trustworthy person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;094. I'll take a bullet for my friends and family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;095. I've fallen in love before. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;096. I've had my heart broken before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;097. I want to be with someone right now.&lt;br /&gt;098. I am liked for who i am.&lt;br /&gt;099. I'm very talkative.   &lt;strong&gt;(depends)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100. I'm only open to others close to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114530172808235232?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114530172808235232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114530172808235232&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114530172808235232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114530172808235232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/04/stuff-about-me.html' title='Stuff About Me?'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114529817660820982</id><published>2006-04-18T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T11:22:56.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Law Ass Process...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;841PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had dinner&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a bit full&lt;br /&gt;Just watched Jamie oliver on tv… I love him so much!&lt;br /&gt;Julie’s done half her essay but I’ve only got my intro and 1st para…&lt;br /&gt;*fark* I cant footnote properly coz I cant find where I got my stuff… &gt;&lt;””&lt;br /&gt;Im so scared of plagiarism (whteva) *fark*&lt;br /&gt;Ok no more swearing for tonight…&lt;br /&gt;*breathe in breathe out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;948PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got another paragraph done&lt;br /&gt;Started to format properly my footnotes (it’s such a chore I recon)&lt;br /&gt;My legs are hurting coz I’ve been sitting cross legged for the past hour… better get up and take a walk or something… argh…&lt;br /&gt;It’s good how this time it’s not a word count by a page count: like we can write no more than 6 pages, which is really good because I don’t have to get all anal and fully do word count with each paragraph and think of different ways to re-phrase something so I can cut the paragraph to like 156 words instead of 158 or something.  I hated it how I used to have like 14 words to cut down or something.  14 words man, it’s like a friggin sentence!  And in law essays, especially ones with word counts, EVERY SENTENCE is friggin IMPORTANT &gt;&lt;”””&lt;br /&gt;Ok im gonna take a walk around the house now, hope I don’t get distracted along the way…  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1039PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ive done 2 out of the 6 pages we’re supposed to and im pretty proud of myself because it’s only 1039 right now.  Im not planning to sleep tonight so I can *sort of* so tomoro wont be a full on rush. &lt;br /&gt;Drinking some tropical juice thing I found in the fridge and im thinking, gosh, how much sugar am I filling my body up with?  A lot.  I’ve been munching on M&amp;Ms I got from aunty mary yesterday at her place.  Got there before chris and Joanne were awake.  It was just a visit though, nothing much…&lt;br /&gt;I think the lemon flavoured water thing is making me sick.  Kinda nice in a disgusting way… haha great I sound like an idiot…&lt;br /&gt;I feel like watching girl interrupted again but then I know I should stay in my room.  At least this way, I know I’ll be forced to do my law assignment. &lt;br /&gt;Footnoting is still a pain in the arse.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was just skimming through my old blogs (&lt;a href="http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_jykw3_archive.html"&gt;November 2005&lt;/a&gt; in particular) and I found this:&lt;br /&gt;*blah blah about my final exams, shout out to my uni friends…*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, let's list the things i want to do...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) clean my room&lt;br /&gt;2) learn how to park a car&lt;br /&gt;3) look for a different job&lt;br /&gt;4) eat and sleep more&lt;br /&gt;5) knit (i know, i have been knitting for like the past 6 months... shhhhh)&lt;br /&gt;6) watch all the tv i've missed out on... hehe&lt;br /&gt;7) shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, from that, I’ve done: (1), (4) and (7).  Great.  Im a farking loser.  I told vivien I’ll knit her a scarf like a year ago… or maybe 2?  And I still haven’t finished.  *sigh* I hope I do get to end up doing some of the other things I wanted to this sem break… =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;180406&lt;br /&gt;139AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh im planning to pull an all nighter.  Jo called me an hour ago to ask about footnoting.  Argh!!  She’s written the whole thing already, but she just needs to footnote but I’ve been footnoting and stuff along the way.  Maybe next time I should just write the whole thing out and then footnote?  Will that take less time?  It’s too late to try now, so maybe next time la…&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth has just msged me to say happy easter.  I haven’t chatted with this bummer (hahaha) for AGES!  But then, bad timing dude!  I’ve got my law assignment to do!!  Hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;Wai ho’s gone off to bed.  I wanna sleep too.  Everyone’s sleeping now.  I wanna sleep too.  Actually, I want a shower… &gt;&lt;””&lt;br /&gt;Aight back to work…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;212AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im procrastinating more because I know im nearly done with my essay.  My footnotes are pretty aight since I’ve been doing them alone the way.  Now the only problem I have with my essay is whether it answers the question or not.  I’ve basically ripped the questions apart and answered it in 2 sections.  I do hope she doesn’t take marks off me because she recons I wasted half my paper describing something I didn’t have to.  Gosh, who’s my audience?  What am I supposed to assume?  The thing is, im NOT assuming anything deep, so im taking it as if my audience nows NOTHING about property law and shyte… that’s why im friggin spending half my paper farking explaining and referencing the whole farking course notes… I really cant stand this but I have to…&lt;br /&gt;I hope I pass… that’s all im asking for…&lt;br /&gt;Ive just picked a convo with jonno coz im bored… he’s getting busted all the time in this game… how lucky… he gets to play games…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;413AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!  IM DONE!!  IVE OFFICIALLY FINISHED!!!  My footnotes are done, too!  Whoo hoo!! &lt;br /&gt;The only thing is, I don’t think my whole essay is coherent… oh well!!!&lt;br /&gt;Im at a point when I really don’t care anymore.  I just hope I pass…&lt;br /&gt;Raaaaaaaaaaaah!!!  Im so happy!!  Im gonna go to bed now!  Yay!!!  Whoo hooo!!  O m g!  literally man, I feel so great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, tata la for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: I do apologise for the unusual amount of swearing.  Blame it on the stress.  I’ll be back to normal next time.  =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114529817660820982?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114529817660820982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114529817660820982&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114529817660820982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114529817660820982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/04/law-ass-process.html' title='The Law Ass Process...'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114524893230212834</id><published>2006-04-17T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T21:45:05.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crook... again &gt;&lt;"""</title><content type='html'>gosh, the virus that's been going around for the last few months is still here people!  i was really sick again last night... guess i still had the virus in me &gt;&lt;"" same symptoms, same everything... threw up after watching &lt;strong&gt;Devdas&lt;/strong&gt; on SBS.  dont we all just &lt;em&gt;LOVE bollywood&lt;/em&gt;??  all these pretty 印度西施 prancing around singing.  i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, im *planning* to start typing up my law assignment.  i've got the structure, the ideas are in my head.  i hope i pass this essay!!  *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the picnic was fun~~ but the wind was messing up my hair.  well, everyone's hair actually hahaha vivien and i were complaining how our part was messed up haha short hair makes it harder to maintain, i recon.  =)  the food was nice, as usual.  we were basically lazing around in the sun (and the wind) but vivien and i did get to ride the bikes around the park (yeh like twice) and we both got really tired after that.  think i've had enough exercise for the rest of this year... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to dog a farewell party last night because i had my law assignment and there was supposed to be a house warming party over at joanne &amp; chris' house.  but then they said their house wasnt ready yet (i think they need help cleaning the house and getting it ready haha).  so i thought i'll get the whole evening/night to myself right?  nooo, i just &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to get sick.  i tend to get sick all the time when a law assignment's due.  it happens everytime since 2nd year (last year, yeh yeh, same thing).  joe said im sick of law.  ha, ha, really funny, i want to laugh...  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i'm thinking, if it happens everytime, it's *not* a coincidence, you know? if it's like, once and twice, yeh, that'll be a coincidence, but if something happens for the third and forth time, i honestly think it's got NOTHING to do with coincidence.  aunty mary said im too stressed about law (yeh, probably), aunty stephanie and aunty annie said i've got really high expectations of myself (i dont think so lor...).  i mean, yeh, i probably had high expectations of myself in high school, but since 1st year sem 2, no.  *high expectation* is just not in my dictionary anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what's going down these holidays?  pam was suggesting a movie or something... &lt;strong&gt;proof&lt;/strong&gt; isnt on anymore so im kicking myself for not making myself go see it at the cinemas.  i've been thinking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ice Age 2&lt;/strong&gt; (i know wai ho's up for this, so, anyone else???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V for Vendetta&lt;/strong&gt; (man, i had it soo wrong, i thought kiera knightley was natalie portman, how sad, but it doesnt stop me from wanting to watch this!  how funny, gangsters speaking in an english accent... i think im too used to mafias and HKie 古惑仔 movies hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Match Point&lt;/strong&gt; (just for scarlett... just for her... she's so beautiful)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March of the Penguins&lt;/strong&gt; (i've booked james for this haha but im sure whoever wants to come can come! yay!!  PENGUINS!! I LOOOOOOOVE PENGUINS!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Basic Instinct 2&lt;/strong&gt; (i know, sharon stone is a bit, hmm, for this, i wouldnt *mind* seeing this at the movies but then i wouldnt care if i dont either... gosh, i just want to see if she does that crossing her legs thing again... hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these arent out yet, but i still wanna see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Fast and The Furious: Tokyo Drift&lt;/strong&gt; (oh man fast cars, hot guys and pretty chics, what more do i need to say?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest&lt;/strong&gt; (johnny depp is hot.  full stop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Search Of Mozart&lt;/strong&gt; (i just want to, ok?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need new shoes.  seriously, i NEED new shoes.  yeh, and money, too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's just end this here, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114524893230212834?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114524893230212834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114524893230212834&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114524893230212834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114524893230212834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/04/crook-again.html' title='Crook... again &gt;&lt;&quot;&quot;&quot;'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114499803904071462</id><published>2006-04-14T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T00:12:07.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking My Mind Off From My Law Ass...</title><content type='html'>It’s been 2 weeks since my last entry… how’s everyone going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had my mid sem tests and I kicked one while I basically got kicked by the other. Im currently (supposedly) rushing with my property law assignment research so I can write up a 6 pages essay by Tuesday 5pm. What this means is that im trying to cram 4 cases’ judgments, 7 essays and 3 books into my head so I can write up something substantiated. Gosh, the stuff I put myself through… mind you, every time for the past 2 years, I’ve been getting sick over the 4-5 days I cram for law assignments and law take homes. *touch wood* I don’t want to get sick right now because… like duh, who wants to get sick? Stupid Law Ass… argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh, my hair's now above my shoulders.  after getting kicked on tuesday evening by the mid sem, i went to eastwood to channel my frustration out by getting a new hair style.  i wouldnt say it's new, coz i've had this before, but it was like during my TEENS... man, i do feel old now... carol and delanie recon my hair kinda looks like the one nicole richie had before... i've seen pictures of other famous people with hair like nicole richie, but then i dont think mine looks as perfect and nice as theirs... haha... under the light, the copper high lights i used to have are still vaguely there... yes, it's kinda disgusting to think that the colours have seeped into my scalp... (ok, im freaking myself out here now) but yeh, the colours are still vaguely visible: not full copper though, more like brown... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to cabra today with family for food. Man I love cabra and the cheapo shops there haha… Going to a picnic tomorrow with a few families and stuff, so I’ll keep you guys up to date next time on that…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh yes, I’ve just posted a few pictures of the things I like (and wouldn’t mind having) on my &lt;a href="http://spaces.msn.com/jykw/"&gt;msn space&lt;/a&gt;... But then I said I’ll dedicate this blogspot entry on the shoes I’ve been in love with since last month…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the ones I REALLY LOVE are in black and white, this is the closest I got with what google graphics gave me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Balenciaga sandals by Nicolas Ghesquière&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/Balenciagared.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABSOLUTELY HOTNESS!! The red seems really nice too, aye? I can soooooo wear this out… but the black and white ones are honestly really nice. I’ve taken a picture of them from a magazine with my phone so i can show u guys…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/P12-04-06_02.32.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh, the quality’s crap… it’s a picture I took of the Autumn 2006 Time: Style &amp;amp; Design mag… but then, I’ve seen these sandals EVERYWHERE in magazines but I just CANT FIND THE PIC ON THE NET. Aiya!!! &gt;&lt;””  (the price of these sandals is $1 330... how... appropriate... &gt;&lt;""" *cough*)  but they'r beautiful... gotta admit that!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol and I were reading vogue during our econ350 lecture and there are soo many nice bags and shoes in the latest australian issue. But I’ve already spent my money on the latest Yen. Frankie has better clothes and articles than Yen these days, I recon (so does Carol, I think). We both recon Yen publishes good articles occasionally now. It used to be heaps better but im already stuck in the habit of buying each Yen that comes out. Hahahha… same with Frankie. I love Frankie. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy easter everyone, and have a safe long weekend…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. For those who haven’t been to my &lt;a href="http://spaces.msn.com/jykw/"&gt;msn space&lt;/a&gt;, I use that to post pictures of the things I crave for… shopping makes me happy… hahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114499803904071462?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114499803904071462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114499803904071462&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114499803904071462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114499803904071462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/04/taking-my-mind-off-from-my-law-ass.html' title='Taking My Mind Off From My Law Ass...'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114370177696318044</id><published>2006-03-30T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T22:56:16.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Froozie, READ THIS!!!</title><content type='html'>O M G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS FOR FROOZIE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO'S HOT??? (please read the following para with one of those blonde *ah huh* tones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o m g hello, froozie, how can i EVER forget &lt;strong&gt;KYLIE MINOGUE&lt;/strong&gt;?!?!? like, i've been in love with her since... like, since high school!!! nerr!! yes, she'll always look pretty and hot and DUH i love her music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe omg have i ever told you how joe was gonna get tickets for me and him (duh) to go watch her concert BEFORE her whole cancer thing?? i was soo happy when he said he could get really good tickets coz he was at CBA and stuff... but then she got sick... i was sad when she was sick... awww BUT NOW SHE'S GETTING BETTER!! WHOO HOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just that i get bagged out all the time when i talk about &lt;strong&gt;kylie minogue&lt;/strong&gt;... joe keeps on telling me how she's not THAT great but since i like her, he'll just accept her (or something like that... i tend to tune out when he bags me and &lt;strong&gt;kylie&lt;/strong&gt; out...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh lee harding is just crap. gosh, get a life lee... BUT SERIOUSLY, &lt;strong&gt;ROGUE TRADERS&lt;/strong&gt;!!! ARGH!!! gosh i hate that chic when she's on neighbours... (omg i cant remember her name right now and i dont want to google her haha) but she's soo cool hahahaha... froozie, seriously, rogue traders... serious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not lee harding... please... (ARGH [crap] I'VE IMMORTALISED LEE HARDING ON MY BLOG!! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!  &gt;&lt;""" that's it im gonna go bold &lt;strong&gt;kylie&lt;/strong&gt;'s name...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im outta here in like... hmm... 1 hour and 15 mins!! WHOO HOO!! so im kinda in a hurry right now, but i thought i'll make this entry just for &lt;strong&gt;afroooooooooooooooooooz&lt;/strong&gt;... hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh had a mid sem today... FULLY O M G hahaha... more on that next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you heaps froozie hahahahaha and i'll see you at uni... somewhere... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114370177696318044?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114370177696318044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114370177696318044&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114370177696318044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114370177696318044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/03/froozie-read-this.html' title='Froozie, READ THIS!!!'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114338761689428054</id><published>2006-03-27T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T07:40:20.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dropping By To Say Hi</title><content type='html'>it's been a few days since my last entry here.  =)  im not procrastinating on the net!  yay!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh, im over the whole depression state now.  i think it really is hormonal and i should try to somehow control it?  resolve it?  sometimes i think if i dont control it, it kinda gets the better of me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so true when they say good things come in waves (same with bad things) and i recon it's all because of our heart.  it's like, we're already traumatised by the initial incident and everything else we experience will somehow be related to that initial thing.  it's just a matter of observing and accepting, i recon.  *sigh* it's easy for me to say all this now because im not *in* the whole hormonal state.  thank God that only happens for 2-3 days every month.  =)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;contentment brings happiness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, im just waiting for the songs to transfer into my phone so i can listen to them at uni.  hkie music is really getting annoyingly crap lately, and im a little too behind in jap music to catch up... what to do?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at mac cen with jo on thursday and we have officially decided who's hot and who's not in terms of music/entertainment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot is...&lt;br /&gt;PCD (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;robbie williams&lt;br /&gt;james blunt&lt;br /&gt;rogue traders (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;gwen stefani (thats just from me haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just nono...&lt;br /&gt;maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh that's about it for the *not*s... hahaha it's only because our maroon 5 cd is gathering dust at home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who do i just cant get enough of?  norah jones!  her songs make me feel so much better.  even though i blast rock music into my ears: into my brain, during my lows of the month, i still turn to norah for that special... umm... comfort (?) i need.  too bad none of my exs appreciated my special *mellow* collection of kd lang, norah jones, jewel etc etc.  it would be nice if i can share my special music with my special someone... =)  they've all kinda stuck to one type of music and especially one ex who has a rock band of his own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the past month, apart from *proof*, which i really want to see, still, i've wanted to chuck a visit to the art gallery.  carol, jo and i were at SAM on thursday afternoon (after the whole evacuation thing jo and i (mainly me, i admit) started in our econ350 lecture...) and we saw these postcards advertising sam taylor-wood's *crying men* (2002-2004).  carol and i were like *omg i really want to go see that* and it was like really cool because we literally said it at the same time.  we both have even seen the same reviews and articles on it.  =D  i really hope i do get a chance to go see it at MCA... ooh ooh and i would also like to see *self portrait: renaissance to contemporary* at the NSW art gallery.  *haii*  it's really hard to find someone who thinks on the same wave length as ourselves and actually appreciates similar things.  *i think i'll take my mum to the art gallery*... haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've spent a long time today trying to look for my tweezers.  i seriously recon i had my tweezers on my table.  &gt;&lt;"""  i really need them!!  aiya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh one thing that made me really happy today was when i found out *proof* is shown at this random cinema at circular quay.  gosh, why didnt i read the paper before?  the net sucks when it comes to random movie theatres... hehehe i hope it's still showning when i get the chance to go!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, my phone's ringing~ sooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114338761689428054?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114338761689428054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114338761689428054&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114338761689428054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114338761689428054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/03/dropping-by-to-say-hi.html' title='Dropping By To Say Hi'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114319232990413806</id><published>2006-03-24T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T01:25:29.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*haii AZNs...</title><content type='html'>got this off a random person's site...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.i-am-bored.com/bored_link.cfm?link_id=15733&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was funny when i was watching it, but then it doesnt really say anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what's with asian chics and white guys?  i dont know... oh well, im not gonna waste time thinking about these things again... hahaahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114319232990413806?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114319232990413806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114319232990413806&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114319232990413806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114319232990413806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/03/haii-azns.html' title='*haii AZNs...'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114318557940590266</id><published>2006-03-24T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T23:38:00.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!!!  THIS IS SO COOL!!!</title><content type='html'>this is so cool!! got the quiz thing off &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=shingo_e"&gt;christy's xanga&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;French&lt;/b&gt;. French!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;French&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="75" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;HongKonger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="75" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="60" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;60%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;British&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="55" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;55%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="45" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;45%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Aussie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="45" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;45%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;German&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="35" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;35%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;American&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="30" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;30%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Taiwanese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="25" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;25%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Singaporean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="15" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;15%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=30917"&gt;What will you be after reborn? (translation)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW COOL IS THAT!?!?!? IM GONNA BE HKIE AND FRENCH!! WHAT A DREAM COME TRUE!!!  so basically, im like a french, a hkie, a chinese and a bit like a brit~~ that's seriously awesome.  hehehehehehehehe i cant get over this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehehehehe!!! OUI OUI!!! hai arrrrrrrrrr!! i feel i am chiu ging lor!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoi sum sei lar!!! hehehehehehehehehehehehe... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114318557940590266?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114318557940590266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114318557940590266&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114318557940590266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114318557940590266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/03/yay-this-is-so-cool.html' title='YAY!!!  THIS IS SO COOL!!!'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114303167150580648</id><published>2006-03-22T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T04:47:51.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like, Don't...?</title><content type='html'>today was pretty *ok* until the last few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had breakfast at macca's with mum... wow i havent had that for AGES!  maybe, like a month or something.  haha.  anyways what happened then isn't important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during my property lecture, i drew a flower on jon's notes just to distract him.  because seriously, when you're studying and you see like a little drawing on your notes from your friends, IT TOTALLY CHUCKS YOU OUT OF CONCENTRATION MODE.   hahaha even like a little distraction like a line or like those little smiles =) hahaha.  well, at first i drew a flower on jon's notes and called him gay.  and then he drew a beer bottle and wrote *beer*.  i was like *err*... and so i made the whole corner of his paper a massive master piece... there was a flower, a tree with an owl sitting inside, 2 birds, 2 clouds, a sun with a smiley face and grass patches... jo cracked up at us two and then jon drew a friggin drumstick &gt;&lt;""" i thought i was smart because i drew a massive burger on the next page of his notes.  HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of distractions, jo was telling me how when she ws studying crim last year, she saw a flower i drew on her notes during our tut and that totally threw her off and made her think of all the shopping we did and stuff in HK... and then i remembered how last year in my crim tut, andre wrote hi on my notes when i hardly talked to him and he said he wanted to distract me when i study crim.... i told him i dont study the notes i write in my tut... HAHAHAHA IDIOT!!!  sucked in loser...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh that's law for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... then i had my weekly property law tut and it sucked totally.  i hate property law.  i hate law.  i hate uni.  i just want to go out and shop and work and get money and spend money etc etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo and i have decided to meet up tomorrow for coffee before econ350 at 1.  it's already a week since we jigged that lecture to go shop in the city.  that was so fun last week.  can't believe it's been a week, A WHOLE FRIGGIN WEEK already.  it's not fair.  i want my 3 months summer holidays again.  i basically didnt have a holiday because i had summer school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope im not going to screw up any subjects this semester.  i mean, i've had my share of getting screwed over with uni results... ive totally given up on the things that distracted me from doing uni work and honestly, PLEASE dont let me fail.  &gt;&lt;"""" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally traumatised... not funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's not funny is how disgusting my presentation result was o m g it's not fair.  this week's people were let off soo much lighter than last week.  my tutor was so strict with us last week and then this week she gets some other tutor to come in and she's like fully nice and gave answers for everything.  it's not funny.  my mark is a total disgrace.  i've never done so bad in ANY LAW PRESENTATION before.  &gt;&lt;"""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, depression is setting in once again... uni sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i was already cut enough last night when adults told me that my behaviour is *slutty* (in layman terms).  i was literally *WTF?!?!* when they were being such cryptic bytches and hinted how i lead guys on by how i laugh and smile and talk and stuff... gosh, am i like totally wrong to get embarrassed?  oh so im not supposed to laugh or smile anymore?  or am i not allowed to blush when im embarrassed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, guys dig the way im a friggin spastic around people?  to me, i honestly dont care how guys around me feel or act or whatever because if they're stupid enough to think im leading them on or think they can have a chance, then obviously it's not my problem and it's out of my reach to help them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on, road rage.  i admit, im one of those people with attitudes on the road who encourages others not to let people cut in front.  it was totally jammed on epping road this evening and there were all these jackasses who thought they could drive on the T3 lanes just to cut into the jam.  i got pissed off and told dad not to let anyone cut in front.  haha interestingly enough, dad acutally listened to me.  and guess what, this guy fully gave us the finger when his car was like 30cms away from our car.  but then dad was so nice to let him cut in front. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my justification for not letting them in is that they shouldnt abuse the T3 lanes like that.  and then dad was saying how that would increase the chance of a collision.  my reasoning behind that is that people are not stupid enough to let their own car come THAT close to another car.  they'll expect you to let them cut in but then if you ignore them and drive straight forward, they'll give up because they wouldnt want to scratch their car.  i dont care.  come close.  scratch my car.  i dont care... hahaha dad called me stubborn... i say im going to stick to my principles.   =)  i'll let them in when i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, im feeling bytchy lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll get over it.  it's hormonal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114303167150580648?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114291574678514550</id><published>2006-03-21T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T20:35:46.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No See...</title><content type='html'>im at uni right now... waiting for 5pm to come &gt;&lt;"" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im finding these blogging moments i get at uni are getting a bit boring... it's like, im just doing this to pass time.  nothign interesting to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, so what happened today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, mum's car died again and this time, the stupid bomb's fan wasn't working properly.  like it wasnt connected properly to the batteries or somethng.  i've never seen a car mech. with such clean hands before.  his finger nails were all white and clean.  made me wonder if he knew what he was doing.  haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then when i was over at an aunty's house for food, this guy called me out for lunch.  i was like errr when i first saw his name flashing on my phone.  seriously, i've only seen him once and gosh that was last year.  i dont even remember HOW he looks.  i saw his name flashing and i was like thinking to myself *ummmm who the...* haha it was kidna weird because he asked if i remembered who he was and i was like *umm of course i remember, i havent deleted u from my phone yet* aiya im slack... oh well, moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was printing the notes i need for tonight's lecture when this guy LITERALLY came up behind me and was FULLY staring over my shoulders.  i was sooooo annoyed.  i gave him the BIGGEST *nice* DIRTY ever and he backed up like 5cms.  i didnt like that at all.  so i took me time clicking here and there just to waste time.  i had to get my revenge.  muahahahahahaha.  and then i couldnt help myself and i said to him *if u want to print u can use the other computer next to me* i was trying to be nice.  i tried.  gosh i felt soo uncomfortable.  i hate it when randoms breathe down my neck like they're watching everything i do.  i so didnt care if he was in a hurry.  but then i saw there  was a long line behind him so i picked up my own things and went to the other computer.  i was only doing that for the other people.  NOT HIM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANTED TO KICK HIM!!!  argh!!  NO ONE and i say NO ONE WILL EVER PRESSURE ME LIKE THAT!!!  honetly, i wouldnt kick him, but if he stood any closer i would have told him off...  not like i've never done that to a stranger giving me the creeps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's end on that note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.  yay yesterday was the first day of my 49CAP!!!  whoo hoo!! im not gonna spend that much on my phone bill anymore!!  yay!!  im so happy.  oh yeh and i asked mum to fully explain the terms and conditions of my financial/physical grounds.  im happy with the compromises... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114291574678514550?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114291574678514550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114291574678514550&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114291574678514550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114291574678514550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/03/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long Time No See...'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114283569850302168</id><published>2006-03-20T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T22:21:38.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why???</title><content type='html'>this is so not fair.  the movie i really want to see isnt shown at the cinemas near me.  &gt;&lt;""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to see &lt;strong&gt;Proof&lt;/strong&gt; but then it's just not shown ANYWHERE close to me.  that's such a bytch.  &gt;&lt;"" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im at uni right now, waiting for pam and carol to get here.  gosh im feeling cold coz the air con is literally, directly above me.  *shivers*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh, shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.  dont tell anyone.  I SPENT MONEY TODAY!!!  whoo hoo!!  i got new eye shadow from chanel.  hahaha okok, it's not that bad because i was going to get it last week.  so from today, im totally serious with this financial grounding business.  ooh yeh, just to add to the list, i got a new top from jayjays on saturday.  IT WAS $5, OK???  bargain.  cheap.  there you go.  and it had a really good message on it... REALLY GOOD... im not gonna post it up coz then it wouldnt be funny when you readers see it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum's not gonna know.  muahahahahahahahahahaha *evil laughs harder*  MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at borders bookshop this arvo when i was waiting for chris and jo, and i saw the lost in translation soundtrack.  hahaha i guess there is another copy out there!!  but then when i was about to take it to the counter, i remembered... i had to get the pink eye shadow from chanel.  =)  oh how cheap was i today??!!  i stood in front of the tv at borders just to watch pride and prejudice.  hahaha keira knightley is soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo pretty.  and and who's the guy from bridget jones??  umm umm, colin firth?  *let me google that frist*... yeh omg colin firth is SOOOOOOOOOOO handsome.  seriously, if i was bridget jones, i'd be like omg who cares about hugh grant...  &gt;&lt;""  i think it's the english accent... gosh, Renée Zellweger does it soooooooo well.  i wish i can, too...  =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm there's this guy sitting at my 10 o'clock... o m g wht's his problem?  every now and then when i look up to think, he's like staring at me.  do i have something on my face?  crap... let me check... ERR NOOOO... that's it, im leaving this place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata la~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=peanut_cola&amp;nextdate=3%2f18%2f2006+23%3a59%3a59.999"&gt;JIEUN&lt;/a&gt;... I HOPE THE ARTICLE I POSTED ON MY XANGA HELPED YOUR FRIENDS =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114283569850302168?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114283569850302168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114283569850302168&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114283569850302168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114283569850302168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/03/why.html' title='Why???'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114277953088036895</id><published>2006-03-20T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T06:45:30.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anal</title><content type='html'>SHOUT OUT:  TO YEWON FOR KICK STARTING MY FEMINISM THINGIE IN HER &lt;a href="http://spaces.msn.com/yewon/blog/cns!895A7FB1E61C5B06!870.entry"&gt;BLOG&lt;/a&gt;.  TO *BON* FROM YEWON'S BLOG FOR BLOG-STALKING ME (am i supposed to know you?).  BOBBIE FOR CHEERING ME ON WHEN I WAS WRITING THE OTHER *CONTROVERSIAL* JANE AUSTEN WANNABE ENTRY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time i made an entry FULLY on zero tolerances: when i first started to blog on my &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=JYKW&amp;nextdate=10%2f9%2f2004+23%3a59%3a59.999"&gt;xanga&lt;/a&gt;.  that was literally my first blog entry and yes, i was already so full on opinionated about petty things in life.  HEY!! im a chic.  GET OVER IT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i shall start with what i am FULLY ANAL with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how my money is organised in my wallet.  &lt;strong&gt;all windows must be aligned.  all notes must be put in ascending order.  all notes will be straight: no creases, no folds.  &lt;/strong&gt;i really do hate it when my money's upside-down or when the clear bits (hence windows) arent aligned.  or when a corner is folded in and when i take that note out, im like *errr ARGH!*  that is why im not into those small wallets because i like to lay my note money straight in my wallet.  hate it when customers come in and pay for flowers or something with scrunched up money.  IT'S JUST NOT RIGHT.  ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;punctuation&lt;/strong&gt;.  i hate it when people misplace apostrophes and commas.  it's really irritating.  makes me want to scream and tell them to re-write the whole thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh these 2 things are really important to me.  gives me the shytes if someone violates any of my laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you anal, too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114277953088036895?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114277953088036895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114277953088036895&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114277953088036895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114277953088036895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/03/anal.html' title='Anal'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114275590021516021</id><published>2006-03-19T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T00:11:40.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solitare (and the sound of my own thoughts...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;What are you doing now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, i meant before...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was playing solitare on my computer and before that i was playing solitare on my phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because im bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i have nothing to do(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh really?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i actually do have a lot to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then why dont u do those things?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because im procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gosh, just stop it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, tell me to stop talking to myself in my head then i will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh well, too bad, you're crazy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but solitare is so fun!  (fark, i am hearing voices in my head...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. and yes, that seriously was what i was thinking before.  &gt;&lt;"""  better get on with the stuff due tomoro now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata la~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114275590021516021?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114275590021516021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114275590021516021&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114275590021516021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114275590021516021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/03/solitare-and-sound-of-my-own-thoughts.html' title='Solitare (and the sound of my own thoughts...)'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114260616850498102</id><published>2006-03-18T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T07:03:32.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work, with Jane Austen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;before anything happens, check out the break up article ive posted on my &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/JYKW/458932749/item.html"&gt;xanga&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok continuing on...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wow, it's the first day back at work after nearly 2 weeks of dole-bludging. im feeling quite relieved actually because i didnt realise how much i missed work. apart from the money i get (CA$H!!), it's the incredibly long periods of time i get to myself at work, when i can contemplate different issues in life: mainly just *stuff* that happens in *my* life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im starting to appreciate work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just rejected an invitation to a monthly meet up thing, which i have been waiting for since the beginning of the month, purely because im grounded, both physically and financially. im kicking myself for the huge amounts i have spent, but i must admit, a big chunk of my money went to 3G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a loyal customer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my last taste of freedom yesterday when i (shh dont tell mum), jigged a 3 hour-lecture, just to go shopping and hang out with jo in the city and then met up with ross for a movie/dinner. i did try to invite more people to the movie but then i got dogged. not the first time, and it aint the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can resist from spending. i CAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent enjoyed myself like yesterday for a long long time. possibly because i knew im going to get incarcerated as from today: I am financially grounded and physically grounded… so who wouldnt make the most out of their last day? i did control myself from leaking funds from my wallet, or injecting useless crap into my collection of freebies, whichever way you want to look at it. the shiseido ladies were really pushy but the YSL guy was really nice. i havent smelt the concoction of so many eau de parfum, eau de toilette, creams, lotions, whatever fragrances, for so long. yet, i have not felt so stingy literally like an asian for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's in my blood to be a tight-ass.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the body shop was fun. REALLY FUN! sting-i-ness has never been so great in my life before. jo and i tried on so many bronzers, eye shadows, lip glosses etc etc that our arms and the back of our hands were covered with different shades of foundation, concealers, whatever make up a girl can buy. the best part was when jo wanted to take these bronzers off her cheeks because they LOOKED CRAP (seriously, the body shop should not have them on the shelves) so what did TIGHT-JESS do??? i got the cleansing cotton pads, squirted tester aloe vera cleansing milk on, and helped jo cleanse her face. i even got her tea-tree refreshening toner as well. HAHAHAHA TRUST ME TO MILK THE JUICES OUT OF TESTERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;must admit: im still cool, even when im tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with ross after that. watched *when a stranger calls* instead of *proof* because george street cinema was TOO CRAP to show it. i still REALLY WANT TO watch *proof* but i guess i'll have to wait for next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JYKW is now a movie critic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall give the movie a 6/10, max, 6.5/10. ross gave it a 4.5/10. HE FAILED IT!! i recon it's because of the chic's brows. GET OVER THEM. hahaha but it was funny that you mentioned them... especially when i was freaking out to the max. comic relief, yes thanks. the movie was literally 1.5 hours of scary cliches, and i must say, i am still TOTALLY susceptible to those kind of cliches. there was a point in the movie when i thought i'd break because i was literally freaked. WHAT A PSYCHO??!?!?! AND I'VE BEEN MISSING NO CALLER ID PHONE CALLS LATELY, TOO!!! *sigh* i have decided to watch scary movies with my family and no one else. im kinda feeling bad now because i was blocking ross' blood circulation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all guys should wear striped tops.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my criteria for guys to look remotely hot is to wear my beloved(?), fetish you may call it, striped tops. be it horizontal or vertical, preferbaly horizontal, all guys will look AMAZINGLY HOT in those tops: even if they are only *mediocre*. =) one of the deepest impression i had of my great companion, ross, was his striped cotton on top. it was the first thing i saw and the main thing i looked at throughout the afternoon/evening/night. i did notice some other things like his eye lashes and ears, but the top was nice. ahh... stripes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;answers will only be given to those who observe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why, but heaps of people have been asking me what kind of guy im looking for. I guess it’s time for me to publicly announce what I appreciate and what gives me the shits in a guy, aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Practicality is superior to ideals: even in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one time when jess L blogged a list of things that she wants in a &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://senorita-jl.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-dream-guy.html"&gt;guy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. and my comment was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="comment permalink" href="http://senorita-jl.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-dream-guy.html#c113733104845242296#c113733104845242296"&gt;&lt;em&gt;12:17 AM, January 16, 2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/13438299"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JYKW&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; said…&lt;br /&gt;hmm i recon the final 2 are probably the MAIN ones that u'd HAVE TO HAVE right? hahahahmm some practical points to think about...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- does he have money?&lt;br /&gt;- does his personality stinks around other people other than me?&lt;br /&gt;- does his family understand and look after me like a family member or like some *outsider* who got married into the family and they recon they can use me like a maid?&lt;br /&gt;- are our aspirations in life similar?&lt;br /&gt;- i can stand his bad stuff now coz we're in love, but once we live together and get married and have children, will i still be able to *over look* his stupidity?&lt;br /&gt;- is he gonna work me like a maid?&lt;br /&gt;- how does he define *cheating*?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'v been thinking abt stuff like this too... and then i've realised a lot of guys our age are really massive retards...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;better look for someone at least 3-4 years older i recon...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;good luck jess!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;JYKW&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;right now, I shall list what I want and don’t want in a guy, even though im starting to feel asexual these days. Guys will really have to convince me hard they’re good enough… *sigh*… why can't two people of different gender, be good friends with no *other* intentions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;character is really important. A person who’s nice to me but not others is crap. If he can be a prick to others, he can be a prick to me. what really SHITS me, and i mean TOTALLY, ABSOLUTELY PISSES THE CRAP OUT OF ME, is when a guy deliberately changes or temporarily adapts to things you like in order to get your attention. it really irritates me when i end up discovering that he's a superficial bastard who has NO OPINION of his own and lives in what other GIRLS have in their minds. if you're not into what a chic is, SO BE IT. you dont have to *try it out* and seem like you have heaps in common with her. if you have a great personality, you can get on with EVERYONE. that is one other thing i have zero tolerance for. ZERO TOLERANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aspirations in life, both material and spiritual, must be really similar. Well, in my case, hopefully identical. It would be hard and stupid to let religion or our careers’ aspirations to get in the way of a relationship. If I want to be a massive CFA and he wanted to fix someone’s water pipes, I don’t think it’ll work. Im not going to have a husband who cant appreciate and empathise with the stress I have at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education and career must be on par. The guy obviously, has to earn more than me, which would be pretty easy. But education wise, and likewise to the above said, if our careers are totally different, it’s only difficult for the other half to understand and make you feel better. On the other hand, say if I was with a doctor or a brain surgeon, then it would be fine because both parties would have had a similar amount of education. I am not going to lower myself for love: I am not going to be with a guy who is half as educated as me. How am I supposed to take him out to social gatherings? If the only thing he can talk about is mahjong and cars, and the people at the social gathering are there to talk about say the latest research results in cancer cures or the absurdities in the Australian tax system, or the relationship an economy has with the legal system, it would only be EMBARRASSING for the guy. Such male-ego decimation will only lead to uncalled for arguments. The relationship would be impractical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Income MUST be on par or the guy must be earning more than me, during EVERY STAGE in life. I am not going to be the one paying for the phone bill (I’ve had enough with my own already), im not going to pay off the mortgage myself, I am not raising my 6 children (at this rate, hopefully 3-4) alone. The guy is the breadwinner, great! Let’s leave it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Physical appearance DOES matter… A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit im not hot. I admit im not pretty. I admit im not the best looking person. I’d be Jessica alba if I were hot. I’d be kylie minogue if I were sexy. I’d be Angelina jolie if I were hot AND sexy. I’d be zhang ziyi if I were pretty. I wouldn’t be Jessica wong if I were cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the confessions, the only reason why anyone would want to take the next step after *meeting* a person, would be to check them out. The whole personality crap only kicks in when you start to observe the person as a potential. Why go out with someone who you cant even look at for 2 minutes without a break? Who cares what other people thinks, if you cant look at him straight into his eyes and be comfortable, then forget about him. However, it does occur, quite often as well, when the affinity comes and you feel attracted to someone who you’ve NEVER thought of before. Good for you then. But for those who's time hasn’t come, just check out the eye candies you have around you. When demand is high for a commodity, in BASIC ECONOMIC THEORY, supply would naturally increase to stabilise the imbalance and hence, equilibrium will be met. So if everyone only cared for the eye candies, then naturally all guys would pursue a hotter/better physical appearance. Simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age is very important to me. So far, it has, due to personal experiences, been the point of decision for me, as to whether I should feed the infatuation, or whether I should just let it pass. I know that a few strong friendships I have with people of the opposite gender are only there because I did not allow the otherwise to occur. Going out with those guys, who happened to be younger than me: be it a year or 2 months, would have totally jeopardised the strong friendship bonding I have with those guys. And it would have added to the list of failures I have had. Either way, older men is the way. I am not going to celebrate my 56th birthday BEFORE HIS 56th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest: height, weight etc etc. is purely up to the individual. But to be honest, why would a girl go out with a guy who looks thinner than herself??? Why would a girl be with a guy who is barely taller than herself??? Any intellectuals would understand that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooooooooh, one of the latest HOT HOT HOT debates I’ve been having with different groups of friends at uni and with a few high school friends, has been revolving around the issue of culture. In layman terms, should a person’s skin colour restrict the number of partner choices they have in life? Im not talking about minor differences like say, a Burmese with a Cambodian, or a hkie with a shangie. Im speaking of TOTAL differences like the parents of the hottest eur-asians around. Oz+chink, French+jap, Italian+indian. Personally, I don’t care about other people. But I have realised how bigoted I have been. White guys, although they cant jump, they can be nice, too. Great companions, great friends to talk to. Maybe it’s just because I can chat with practically anyone? Maybe im just easily entertained? But my bottom line is still the same: unless I really cant help falling in love with a non-asian, then it wouldn’t even cross my mind: the idea of spending my life in 2 different cultures. Our own culture’s dinner shall be served on alternate days and Sundays will be the day when the left overs are eaten: Sunday is the Holy Sabbath Day and also Multicultural Day in the family. i cant commit. not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My children will speak cantonese, mandarin, english and hopefully japanese. But for the sake of my children’s appearance, I will let them have a European father, since I already have the hot asian genes. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I can be picky, so can others. But my point is: I DON’T CARE IF THEY ARE PICKY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can be my friend. I will be nice to everyone. But it does not mean I wont be picky with who im planning to spend the rest of my life with. One of the biggest mistake for a girl is to get married too early or too impetuously. One of the biggest mistake for a married couple is to divorce on the drop of a hat. So divorce is seriously, NOT an option. It’s a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The number one reason for divorce is marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got that from Pam. Pretty true. Basically, once you’re married, forget about the option of divorce. You made the decision. You stick to it. If it’s torture, you are the only person to kick: not your husband, because he’s done nothing bad. You failed to notice the unbearable flaws in his character and habits. You cope with it like you did when you guys were going out. Tough luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If there is one thing I cant stand in life, then it’s anything with 6 legs or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole *spider in my room* ordeal, I am finally back in my own comfort zone. Within the security of these four walls, I can nearly taste freedom in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will live through this financial-slash-physical grounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114260616850498102?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114260616850498102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114260616850498102&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114260616850498102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114260616850498102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/03/back-to-work-with-jane-austen.html' title='Back to work, with Jane Austen...'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114227593626304947</id><published>2006-03-14T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T11:18:40.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of A Big Spender</title><content type='html'>*yes, i admit, im a big spender.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go, a confession... hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bank a/c keycard is going to migrate to a nice, little box on top of my shelves tomorrow, which means i'll have an extra card space in my wallet. next week, my credit card is going to migrate over to the box, too, meaning there'll be 2 empty card slots in my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i really need to cut down on my spending. haha it's not funny, i see shops, i spend. i see a skirt in my size (not telling what that is... wakakaka), i spend. i see whatever, i spend. so, if i dont have the cash, nor the cards, then i CANT spend. i was planning to go cold turkey, but then that'll be just totally immoral and i'll be just squirming in pain... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about my phone bill?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a lot better these days from the $X00 i used to spend monthly... now, it's only like $100+. BUT!! in order to show my sincerity of this... umm... *cut-my-spending-enthusiasm*, i have changed from my 99CAP to a 49CAP. this means, once i spend $50, i'll only pay $49 and i get $230 worth of cap service. that's heaps better because then i can still call people like close uni friends and other significant randoms of my life and just talk on the phone... hahahaha... significant randoms... *no offence. but hey, at least u got mentioned in my blog, yeh? maybe... NO MAYBE*. basically, my aim is the 29CAP, but then i know im not the type to be able to withstand the tortures of going cold turkey. &gt;&lt;""" *so help me God...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i was like ||-----------------------------|| this close to bumping into joe at uni. but then, nah, didnt happen in the end. woah!! had a full on rally of sms-es with him and in the end, i caught a lift home and he caught the bus, which i would have caught if i wasnt so slow. hahahaha... mondays are sooo stuffed up for me. &gt;&lt;"""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like the wee hours of the so called *morning* but it's still VERY DARK.. PITCH BLACK to be honest, which is why i have half a million lights on in my room. *sigh* i better get back to bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AZA AZA FIGHTING!!! (as Rain would say... ahh Rain... he's so hot... *fans self*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114227593626304947?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114227593626304947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114227593626304947&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114227593626304947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114227593626304947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/03/confessions-of-big-spender.html' title='Confessions of A Big Spender'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114212989322983060</id><published>2006-03-12T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T18:27:29.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies</title><content type='html'>CAN PEOPLE STOP CALLING ME UNDER *NO CALLER ID*  PLEASE???  IT'S REALLY IRRITATING BECAUSE I CAN'T CALL YOU BACK... if you want to stay mysterious and anon, then dont expect yourself to be *important* to me because i only call those who i think is important enough for me to return their calls... get it?  *argh* seriously, phone companies should put a ban on those *no caller id* thing.  it would really help those people who get stalked because the phone would not be an option for stalkers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im munching on some lollies right now... not a healthy sign of studying... gosh im on the net blogging, how can i be studying? *gee*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;there are a few movies i want to watch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brokeback mountain&lt;/strong&gt; (maybe i should read the book first?? hmm... jake is so hot...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;match point&lt;/strong&gt; (scarlett is SOOOOOOOOO PRETTY!! literally fell in love with her since &lt;strong&gt;lost in translation&lt;/strong&gt;. best movie EVER!! whoo hoo i downloaded the trailer onto my phone for free from 3G!! yay!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;proof&lt;/strong&gt; (jake is so hot (i repeat, jake is so hot) and anthony hopkins is cool, gwyneth paltrow is pretty good... the whole story line sounds really great... maths, relationships, mental illness... IT'S SOOO MY TYPE OF MOVIE!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyone up for a movie during the week... like... next week maybe?  hehehehehehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JYKW&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps. does anyone have last week's sunday paper? i havent finished one of the articles but my mum's recycled it coz she thought i have &gt;&lt;""" argh!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114212989322983060?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114212989322983060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114212989322983060&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114212989322983060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114212989322983060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/03/movies.html' title='Movies'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114203806958856301</id><published>2006-03-11T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T16:47:49.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>plastic...</title><content type='html'>the final plastic sticky thing on my phone has finally fallen off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone is now very naked indeed... totally vulnerable to cracks and scratches... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im dogging work again... trying to prepare for my property law tut presentation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBVIOUSLY im NOT getting anywhere &gt;&lt;""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better turn my computer off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*FOINE!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114203806958856301?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114203806958856301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114203806958856301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114203806958856301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114203806958856301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/03/plastic.html' title='plastic...'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114199981426376874</id><published>2006-03-11T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T06:41:06.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY CELINE!!</title><content type='html'>didnt go to work today because my tummy was hurting... &gt;&lt;""  far out im gonna go broke soon... i cant get sick anymore!!  argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: GRACE, CELINE, YOONG... AND EVERY OTHER *MARCH-IAN* HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!  VIVIEN, THANKS FOR YOUR GIFTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just had dinner with celine for her 21st.  it was really great to see a few of my high school friends, for a massive catching up session.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what really fascinates me (yeh, i've caught that word off you, oh french teacher &gt;&lt;"") is that everyone is like FULLY PRETTY AND HOT AND GOOD LOOKING!!  like wow, I HAVE REALLY HOT FRIENDS WHO DRESS NICE!!!  yay!!!  and they're all MINE MINE MINE!!!  hahahaha... it's just that i've realised how people do become pretty as they age.  it's a different type of prettiness, i mean, i've always known i have pretty friends (because people with similarities hang around each other right?) well, now everyone's literally prett-i-fied.  im impressed... and feeling pretty, too because im REALLY HAPPY TO SEE MY HIGH SCHOOL FRIENDS!! WHOO HOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and vivien got me a new fragrance... secret wish by anna sui... basically we got that for denise for her 20th birthday and we both fell in love with it and just cant get enough of it hahahahaha... ohohOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH vivien, my AIYA sister, got me a mini make up case with a lolly and a few fake, really tiny and cute make up equipments from HK!!  it's soo cute!!  she said she remembered how i wanted a make up case before she went to hk and so she got me a toy one O M G IT'S SOO CUTE I CANT GET OVER IT!!  THANKS VIVIEN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, to the story of public transport... AGAIN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my journey TO chatswood, i missed the bus i wanted to catch by like... |-----| this much which also measures out to be about 20metres in distance... yes, i missed my bus by like a dot of a second because the bus driver was too ANAL to let me get on just because i was 20metres away from the bus stop curb... i mean, i was already jumping up and down like an idiot and i was running as well!  gosh!! and then he shrugs his shoulders at me when he drove past... HOW ANNOYING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's fine... all cool, who cares about that... the scary thing happened (well not scary scary... not spooky scary) was when i totally forgot about my 1030PM curfew and FULLY forgot to leave at 9PM to catch the bus back to eastwood station.  mum called me at like 921PM to ask where the bus was and i was like *O M G IS IT 9 ALREADY?* and mum was like *aiya what are you doing?  dont you know what you're supposed to be doing?* and so, i basically fled the restraunt (sorry celine for leaving so fast and sorry vivien for not giving you the rest of the money).  ok, so now im like *omgomg where's the bus stop again?!?!?* because chatswood all different now esp when im not in a car and getting driven around... seriously, ants see things different to us humans, so it's like the roads and crossings are so complicated when you're walking as compared to when you're in a car... hahaha... stupid analogy there... anyways, so im like trying to get to the bus stop and so i asked this bus driver where's the 545 parra bus stop.  i check the timetable and it said i had JUST missed the 922PM bus and the next one comes at 1022PM (WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME?!?!?!?!?!?!???!!?!? WHY WHY WHY!?!?!?!)... and so i freak out inside coz i cant get home (and it's dark and im alone and it's getting cold... oh and im pretty and hot so it's dangerous for a chic like me to hang around... blah blah yeh yeh) so i asked the bus driver where the TAXIS are and he's basically like *oh u need to get home, aye?* and i was like *yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh* ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, so im on the taxi now and im like *ahhhh safety*... so im at eastwood station and mum comes and im home... YAY!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, im thinking, in the near future, i can do whatever i want because my parents cant say jack about me anymore since im literally following their demands and stuff... im giving them everything they want now, so yeh!!  whoo hoo...!!  conform and you shall be salvaged... freedom will be granted!! yay!!  ok i'll shut up... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just re-motivated and was given hope that i will graduate by froozie over msn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUOTE&lt;br /&gt;(l) f r o o z i e . says:&lt;br /&gt;see, you dont have to be the bestest person in the world to graduate&lt;br /&gt;jessica wong | Jessica wonG | jessiCA wong           http://vfpxt.vodafone.com.au/events/pxtwall14/20060301/1141171722-0.html says:&lt;br /&gt;YAY &lt;br /&gt;jessica wong | Jessica wonG | jessiCA wong           http://vfpxt.vodafone.com.au/events/pxtwall14/20060301/1141171722-0.html says:&lt;br /&gt;I'VE GOT HOPE &lt;br /&gt;UNQUOTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cant get over this make up set thing my sister got me... wow... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh!! guess what!!! i've totally finished the bubble game i downloaded onto my phone this morning... the whole 50 levels were soo hard to bust BUT I DID IT!! YAY!! and the end credits of the game came up too!! and it was like *thank you for playing* and *congratulations* or something... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114199981426376874?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114199981426376874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114199981426376874&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114199981426376874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114199981426376874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-birthday-celine.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY CELINE!!'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114190894545724769</id><published>2006-03-09T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T04:57:01.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>procrastinating BIG TIME</title><content type='html'>got this off jenn's msn space...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes im procrastinating AGAIN and checking out ppl's blogs... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this really me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dedede;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are a Mild Mama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f4f4f4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/howdaringareyouquiz/mild-mama.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be screaming at the top of your lungs to have a good time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rather chill, soak in the moment, and appreciate life for what it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys appreciate your "take life as it comes" approach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Though they wouldn't mind if you got a little wild from time to time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114190894545724769?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114190894545724769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114190894545724769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114190894545724769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114190894545724769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/03/procrastinating-big-time.html' title='procrastinating BIG TIME'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114189032505855511</id><published>2006-03-09T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T05:02:57.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>how cool... i told my mum i finish at 7PM this evening when i actually finish at 6PM... and that's not all, the lecture finished at 5PM instead of 6PM... GREAT! now im a massive nigel in the library... &gt;&lt;""" raaah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got my palm read by a friend... wow, what's his name again? haha i remember in 1st year when i TOTALLY forgot his name and intro-ed him to someone else with a wrong name... haha im DEFINITE his name is JON... &gt;&lt;"" but then again, i'll clarify next time... hahaha but then again, aiya, wouldn't it be TOTALLY embarrassing to ask again esp. when i've had embarrassed myself before... how offensive of me to do that to him &gt;&lt;"" im an idiot... yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh, my palm... im gonna be DAYMN RICH... (as if...) because of the 2 moles i have on my palm... and then i have a really short and shallow love line, meaning im not gonna be that great with anyone in my life... (great...) and i've got really short and shallow branches stemming out of my love line meaning i've only had relationships that lasted months, or really short lived relationships~ and with the big bubble i have on my love line, it means i'll have or have had a traumatic relationship... what else... my life line... haha i told him not to tell me when im gonna die... hehehe... and then he felt my fingers and he said im not adaptive to change or i dont like change at all (totally true there i must say) and then he pulled my thumb and said im an efficient person... (now im not sure about that hahaha)... ooh and he felt how fat my hand, right hand by the way..., was and said im a sensitive person who's the type to take things to heart and stay up at night in bed just thinking of what happened during the day or something... wow... totally... but then again, im not supersticious (is that how you spell that?!?!?) but it's pretty interesting, yeh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh how cool, victor came over and he's using his laptop next to me... hahahaha yeh victor just said *ok* oh yeh and victor says *hi (with a wave) to everybody... i love you all* umm yes victor, whatever... HAHAHAHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh, what did i buy today? i got a loofah back scrub from the body shop and a tank from cotton on... YAY!! im gonna be clean and pretty hehe... *sigh* i need to stop spending money like that... &gt;&lt;""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many people in the library omg, and heaps of people are fully studying... W... O... W... just checked my mail and posted something on my &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/JYKW"&gt;xanga&lt;/a&gt;, so you guys are free to visit it and read the funny emails or interesting emails i get from my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMGOMOGMOMGOMOGMOMGOMG... GUESS WHO JUST CAME?!!?!?!?!?!??! JOE!! YAY~!! oh and he said *hi* omg i sound like a nigel now great &gt;&lt;"" aaaanyways im gonna go talk to joe~ aiya but he wants to sleep &gt;&lt;"" lalalalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata la!! yay im so happy! awww i miss joe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114189032505855511?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114189032505855511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114189032505855511&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114189032505855511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114189032505855511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/03/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114180900698749174</id><published>2006-03-08T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T01:10:07.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh...</title><content type='html'>cant believe i've pulled through 1 whole week of uni already... and how do i feel?  well, since all my classes are in the late arvo - early evening, the latest is FIN310, which ends at 9PM on mondays, i've been feeling really wasted by the time i get home... which in a way is a good thing because i've been going to bed earlier (yeh midnight is early) and waking up earlier, too!  (O M G 9AM IS SOO DAYMN EARLY!!)  i guess it's helping me change my body clock back to something that's more... normal?  haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waking up early is good, as i've realised recently, because time seems to pass by slower during the AM hours, especially between 7AM and 11AM, and time tends to speed up after 11AM... so yeh, i recon if everyone woke up a bit earlier, and slowly, woke up before 9AM, they'd be able to get HEAPS MORE done before the sun sets... yeh?  i shall lead by example... muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;property law is hectic, gosh, UNI IS HECTIC... like, omg im a 3rd year now... far out, heaps of people are gonna grad. soon and i'll be stuck at uni (with jo and a few others) finishing our law degree... (assuming we all finish our 1st degree by the end of this year... omg touch wood for hinting the F word...)  i wonder where i'll be in 5 year's time... i bet you i'll still live here with my parents (not that there's anything wrong with that... i quite like the whole idea of having a maid-slash-servant who's not making a living from the cleaning and cooking she does for me... hehe) wonder what job i'll have... omg im fully hoping that it'll be something good enough to satisfy my shopping needs... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling a bit *out of touch* with the whole society, kinda... i dont listen to the radio, i hardly watch tv, i dont even chat on the internet... omg what have i been doing!!?!?!?!?  uni, work, ahh at least i get to meet up with my *spiritual* friends more often (omg did i just sound like a freak?  or like a 3 year old with a WHOLE BUNCH of invisible friends?!?!)  i guess staying in touch with my spiritual side keeps me balanced from all the, so to say, falsities of this physical world... (and no, my spiritual friends are actual people i see... ok, i better stop digging further down...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piano is screwed because i literally dont have time to practice, and being a 7th grade, that's a pretty bad sign... i cant say i hate piano, but then i really do feel the candle's burning out... even though when i do get the random chance to sit down and play something, i feel kinda good but then... oh well, bottom line, im lacking motivation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt join anything new this year during O week, because i know how gay i can get and im like a typical chinese (or AZNs?) when it comes to being *active* with stuff like societies and stuff... i'd like to go to a cruise though, but then i dont drink and i'm starting to turn into an introvert (bad bad bad... *sigh*) so yeh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i feel like there's not much time left... no time left in terms of what?  i cant explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just quit piano once and for all and just move on?  but then it'll turn into something that's left unfinished in life and like when im 80 or something, i'd be like, omg i cant die yet, i havent even finished piano properly until 8th grade... *sigh*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've realised im really sensitive to what people say about me... be it to me or behind my back, aka gossip and rumours... and being the anti-social me (wow, how does that sound?) it seems to be turning into a vicious cycle &gt;&lt;"""  i need to find out what's making me anti-social... argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i dont even know the name of NSW's premier... i cant say his name... omg how gay... but then i know nicole kidman's engaged to that singer guy who (to me) looks like an aragorn-wannabe... ahh LOTR... i miss the faze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;far out i miss high school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, enough depression, better snap out of this and move on... shower time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh yeh, until next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114180900698749174?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114180900698749174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114180900698749174&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114180900698749174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114180900698749174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/03/ahh.html' title='Ahh...'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114128557874192540</id><published>2006-03-02T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T23:46:18.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>where's my mother?</title><content type='html'>im at uni right now... oh yeh go to &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/JYKW"&gt;my xanga&lt;/a&gt; to see what i've been doing up until now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im starting to revert to my *pocrastinating mode* already and the first week of uni is about to end.  yeh, at this rate, im not going to get anything done until the last minute &gt;&lt;"""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in my econ350 lecture just then and carol, jo and i all had this sudden craving for baked dinner... i wanted my boiled vegies and they all wanted lamb &gt;&lt;"" haha... i literally slept through the first hour of the lecture: far out!  i was absolutely bored off my arse~ hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what happened?  i got my pocky out of my bag and stuffed my self with pocky haha (yeh i shared with others, too.  im slack but not THAT slack la!) and then i remembered i still had those pre-peeled chestnuts in my bag i got this morning with mum but they were all squashed: BUT STILL NICE~!  haha someone once told me too much carbos will make you fart... is that true??  chestnuts are full of carbos, right?  sooo, is that why...?  (HAHAHAHA JKJKJK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, the library is totally freezing and my fingers are feeling a bit numb, it's cool (note double meaning here) how they have this constant temperature thing going on throughout the WHOLE year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what am i doing here?  waiting for mum, duh... and rather than reading the new law study guide i bought today, im blogging &gt;&lt;""  ooh, im watching the people around me, too... gosh there are so many people randomly using the computer like me... it's not like they're all doing work... which kinda helps because i was starting to feel bad for hogging this computer for so long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people are so funny to watch... their facial expressions and stuff... you can sooo tell when someone's doing work and someone's bumming/hogging the uni computers... this guy to my left is FULLY reading emails i recon, or reading something really funny because his face is sooo funny!!  like fully O.O with a *hahahahahahaahaha* smile on his face.  maybe he's chatting hmm i should download msn on this comp too, aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i am really cold now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh, we were watching russell peters on my phone during the lecture... hmm what else did we do today in the lecture?  HAHAHAHAHAHAHAA OH YEH~ carol and i were thinking how a bank teller would react if someone wanted to withdraw $5 million... carol asked if it would be in yen... hahahahaha... and i was saying how it would be even funnier if that person asked for the $5 mil. to be all in 5s... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA so it would be like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hi, i would like to withdraw five million dollars (not yen)... oh and may i have them all in fives please because i need to catch the bus home...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh we were bored...  O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114128557874192540?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114128557874192540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114128557874192540&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114128557874192540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114128557874192540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/03/wheres-my-mother.html' title='where&apos;s my mother?'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114122590576465516</id><published>2006-03-02T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T07:13:01.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What my pinky says about me...</title><content type='html'>got this from my cousin in hk... it's about what my right pinky says about me from it's longest section and the shortest section... if that made any sense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/pinkylong.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;指節頭最長，此人充滿吸引力，而且語言同表達能力極佳，觀察力亦強，不容易為人所騙。&lt;br /&gt;(having the top section of your pinky as the longest segment, this person is very attractive/appealing, and is very skilled at expressing themselves with words. this person has strong observation skills and will not be easily cheated/conned by others) -- a VERY FOBBISH translation of what it means... i dont think this is very accurate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/pinkyshort.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;中間指節最短，代表為人忠心耿耿，處事態度經常維持一致，立場不易改變，看似優點其實不然，壞在不知變通、冥頑不靈。&lt;br /&gt;(having the middle section as the shortest means that this person is very loyal and would always abide by the one principle/attitude/mentality/mindset when dealing with matters. he/she will not easily change his/her viewpoint/perception/position. although this may seem like a good quality, it is not so. the downside of this is that he/she is not flexible/does not accommodate things under different circumstances)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: THANKS CHARLIE, IM JUST GONNA LEAVE THE LAST 4 CHARACTERS COZ I CANT BE BOTHERED... HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really not sure if it's acurate because so far, i recon the bad qualities are pretty spot on but the good qualities are pretty much... wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was kinda weird because i had like a bad accident, which led to something good, but then something bad happened afterwards, which then kinda led to nothing because i didnt really care about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog about what happened when i have more time la~... basically, i stuffed myself up, got to shop, nearly died, but im still here... HAHAHAHA... ahh, i feel kinda optimistic about it, because normally i'd be totally dwelling on how crap the day was... hehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: THANKS DEREK AND VICTOR FOR HELPING ME OUT TODAY!! I WOULD HAVE TOTALLY FREAKED OUT WITHOUT YOU TWO!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baah... uni work is piling up and im totally not in the mood to do anything... *haiI*... the wind is like fully blowing the trees and stuff... makes me think of ネコバス from トトロ... haha yes i was just thinking about the same made-in-china anime dvd pack we have *nudge nudge wink wink*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im tired, cant do anymore portfolio expected returns &gt;&lt;"""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant i get 26 hours a day instead of 24??? *im not complaining~ still following my vow not to complain... as much... **nudge nudge wink wink** to my bros and sisters*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT: SORRY FOR KEEPING YOU UP, ROSS... *maybe*... nah, i do mean im sorry... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. cant believe march is here already... summer's gawn, autumn is coming... I FEEL TOTALLY OLD NOW...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114122590576465516?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114122590576465516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114122590576465516&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114122590576465516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114122590576465516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-my-pinky-says-about-me.html' title='What my pinky says about me...'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114061276305286838</id><published>2006-02-22T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T04:52:43.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*~ARGH~*</title><content type='html'>i am literally fed up with trains and buses.  today was perfectly fine until the END when i had to go home.  we'll get to that later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened today?  hmm it was a pretty normal day of going out and about.  was woken up by a friend at like friggin 9 something... rolled around in bed... talked to a friend on the phone... realised that today was the last day i can go out and shop before uni starts so i decided to go meet up with my french teacher (MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA yay french!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i literally woke up like a dag... bad hair day, bad skin day, pretty much bad everything day... black eye liner made it worse and my break outs are spaced out literally like bermuda triangle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, the trains were ok then... had yum cha in the city but the food was pretty much *errr* but it was still enjoyable because i had company... then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to hornsby by train (trains were still normal) and on the way *learnt* like 2 lines of french.  maybe i do suck at french, hmm... i should stick to my asian languages... *maybe...* (i've noticed that my french teacher kinda says that a lot... yeh ross, u'r weird... maybe he picked it up from the japs?) we'll see how this goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to hornsby and WOOOOOOOOAH i was planning to buy these shoes but then decided not to because the colour was like pink and white and orange... which wouldnt exactly fit in with ANY winter clothes... and then i remembered i wanted some new lip colour, namely, ORANGE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing in relation to the colour ORANGE with ANY dior lip colour... oh yeh and i saw the new paul smith fragrance for women... was planning to get that but then i remembered my orange lipstick mission... ok so back to the make up section, clarins wasnt much help... so in the end i saw the YSL counter and found a few lip colours REMOTELY close to ORANGE... blah blah u know the drill: try and buy yeh?... and then i ended up buying 2 lip colours from YSL and the lady (ooh i know her name, it's pamela... but she sooooooooooo didnt look like a pam... more like a sarah...) gave me this free gift pack thing... the clutch bag is hot pink (defo NOT a colour i would choose for a clutch) and inside were loads of stuff: cleansers, exfoliators, a lip stick, foundation, and a small bottle of YSL cinema... how nice... ooh and the lady tried the foundation on me because i was like *ah huh what if the foundation doesnt match my skin tone?*... yeh so slack of me... the lady was pretty nice (like duh it's DJ here) and put the foundation and lip colour on me... ooh and the blush was sooo nice... i was beginning to enjoy my day fully, when she said *oh u have such nice skin!  the foundation just glides on your face* and... well, basically i smiled back at her, but deep inside i was full of mixed feelings because there was NO WAY she could have missed my bermuda triangle... *sigh* superficial... marketing... strategies... but then, the lady was such a pretty eye candy, i thought i'd let her be... she should change her name to sarah though, suits her more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways~~ visited denise afterwards and carly was there too... aww i miss my friends sooo much... everyone seems to be breaking up all of a sudden... but i seriously remember how everyone was pairing up when i got back with wai ho... and now?  wow... there really is a trend.  but in a way i am starting to realise and agree with my parents (after today, denise's parents too) that at this moment, going out and getting FULLY serious with someone is still a bit early... muahaha so i still have say 7-8 years to fantasise about my perfect married-with-children-life... yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys are immature.  full stop.  end of paragraph.  end of story. &lt;br /&gt;guys are all the same.  full stop.  end of paragraph.  end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i do hope that my friends will be able to find true happiness from their *perfect* partner.  i mean, all women were borned to be pampered and no woman shall cry over the faults of a guy.  full stop.  end of paragraph.  end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after chatting with denise and carly, i kinda felt as if im starting to think literally like a 28 year old woman.  it seems that a lot of people are still living within a fantasised-oh-so-perfect world and they are all optimistic about how perfect and wonderful the guy they are with is.  back to reality, i honestly believe that there is no perfect guy: there is only one guy who is willing to satisfactorily compromise with you.  i dunno... i feel that every chic should meet more guys out there and observe different characteristics and then choose.  there's no need to rush into any relationship. literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it's your's to keep, it's your's to keep.  if it's not, then no matter how hard you try, you wont be able to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving onto the most piss-i-est thing that happened today.  i was for once, scared of staying out in the dark.  what happened was, i missed the 634PM train from hornsby to epping (coz i wanted to bus it home from epping station) so the next train was at 650PM... ok fine... and so i waited and when i finally got onto the train and got off at epping, stupid westbus' timetable said i had just missed my bus by 8 minutes AND THE NEXT BUS WAS DUE IN 1 HOUR... i was like *o...k... i'll stay calm*... i decided to train it BACK to seven hills, since it's closer to home anyway, but i didnt realise until i walked into the gate that the next train to strathfield was due in 30 minutes.  literally, i felt really cold and the sky was turning dark... one of my mobile was drained from its battery juices and the other one was full flashing because its battery was running out fast too... *haii*... so i started to pray coz i had nothing better to do, just to get my mind of things and let time pass... the train came at 655PM... blah blah, got to strathfield, LITERALLY RAN to the opposite side of the platform because THANK GOD MY TRAIN TO SEVEN HILLS was right there and then... wow... my prayers were answered... *thank you*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt really insecure because i had no phones with me... i had used my money on public phones and the UNNECESSARY TRANSPORTATION EXPENSES... argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the train to seven hills was kinda uncomfortable... the people on it with me were really weird... oh well, i got back to seven hills at like 7something-ish and by the time i got home home, it was 8 something... i was finally HUNGRY after losing my appetite for the last 2 weeks or so... yay!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you go... my public transport dilemma... i really hate trains now, and it's not funny... i wasted over 2 hours freaking out inside my head coz i wanted to get home before 7 &gt;&lt;""""  mobile phones make things worse when they run out batts... argh!!!  stupid gay technology...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, today was ok... i woke up like a dag, and got home like a freak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least the stuff in between was good... right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im recharging my phones now... *ahhh...* and im gonna sleep on the stuff that has happened today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story: PUBLIC TRANSPORT SUCKS... DO NOT GO OUT WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE A DAG... coz everything just falls apart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114061276305286838?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114061276305286838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114061276305286838&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114061276305286838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114061276305286838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/02/argh.html' title='*~ARGH~*'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114051187595002458</id><published>2006-02-21T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T00:52:11.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great...</title><content type='html'>i just did a test to see how old i really am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://life.21cn.com/horoscope/ceshi/jianding.html"&gt;http://life.21cn.com/horoscope/ceshi/jianding.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's in simplified chinese though... got it off celine's msn space... haha thanks celine~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my result&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的精神年龄28岁 (my mental age is 28 years old)&lt;br /&gt;与你实际年龄差8岁 (there is an 8 years difference between my mental age and my actual age)&lt;br /&gt;幼稚度52％ (level of immaturity 52%)&lt;br /&gt;成熟度75％ (level of maturity 72%)&lt;br /&gt;老化度17％ (level of aging 17%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... how can i be 52% immature when im 72% mature? shouldnt they be in proportion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... at least i know i think like an old hag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114051187595002458?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114051187595002458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114051187595002458&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114051187595002458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114051187595002458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/02/great.html' title='Great...'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-114050403046497546</id><published>2006-02-21T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T22:40:30.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woah busy busy busy</title><content type='html'>heaps of stuff has happened lately and i havent been on the net AS often... hmm where to start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year is a good year to get married and heaps of people are getting married... the last thing i want to do right now is to go through the whole going-out process because from the past, it just drains me out &gt;&lt;"""  but i do recon one day, the love of my life will come when i least expect him to and it'll be nothing THAT full on... like none of those *o m g i love him soo much* stuff... the best relationships are those that arent extreme... well, i recon anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i sum up my life lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- feeling heaps old &gt;&lt;""'&lt;br /&gt;- running outta cash&lt;br /&gt;- social life deprived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im losing my appetite... i dont know why... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my korean's dying down... but i still love rain... he's my boyfriend... YEH I WISH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh, i'v found a french teacher... HAHAHAHAHA... YAY!!!  im gonna look soooo cool when i speak french...  seriously, any guy who speaks french is hot...  *fans self*  my husband's gonna be able to speak french and who cares if i dont know what he's on about... even if he's all pissed and angry, he'll still look hot coz he'll be screaming french at me and french is sooooooo hot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, yeh that's all i can be bothered to put up right now... heaps has happened and yeh cant be bothered to type them all up... hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18697746-114050403046497546?l=jykw3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/feeds/114050403046497546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18697746&amp;postID=114050403046497546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114050403046497546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18697746/posts/default/114050403046497546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jykw3.blogspot.com/2006/02/woah-busy-busy-busy.html' title='woah busy busy busy'/><author><name>JYKW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05463045153633134537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://members.optushome.com.au/jessica.wong/penguin001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18697746.post-113992432077372747</id><published>2006-02-15T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T05:13:22.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Me... omg im THAT bored haha</title><content type='html'>found this on someone's msn space... copied and did it coz im bored right now hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope it's interesting to you guys and it's not too long to go through hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYKW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name: Jessica&lt;br /&gt;Age: 20&lt;br /&gt;Height: I have literally no idea these days because im scared of getting depression from it&lt;br /&gt;Natural hair colour: black&lt;br /&gt;Eye colour: dark, dark brown&lt;br /&gt;Number of siblings: 1 lil bro~&lt;br /&gt;Glasses/contacts?: yes… and I want coloured contacts!! But im scared… yeh im scared of everything hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Tattoos: nah I don’t because im scared of pain… haha but if I can get over that, I want one where my tailbone is, one on the side of the right shoulder (maybe left) and one on the back of my hand, yeh that *V* area between my thumb and forefinger, yeh?&lt;br /&gt;Piercings : no because of yeh the pain… im scared of infections too… if I can get over that phobia, then I’d get piercings all around my ears… YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Braces: used to… in year 7 hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie: My Fair Lady&lt;br /&gt;Colour: yellow, red… depending on other things, pink and white…&lt;br /&gt;Band: none right now…&lt;br /&gt;Song: rain’s songs, omg his voice is so hot&lt;br /&gt;TV show: omg I haven’t watched tv for ages coz of summer school… and now I watch *loser* hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Book: MEMOIRS OF A GEISHA&lt;br /&gt;Food: anything without meat?&lt;br /&gt;Game on a mobile phone: solitaire haahahahaahah&lt;br /&gt;Flower: no, no more flowers for me please &gt;&lt;””” Website: other people’s blogs haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other Stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Best Memory: what memory?&lt;br /&gt;Worst Dream: I’ve had heaps of nightmares la haha&lt;br /&gt;2 people you cant live without: mum and dad omg and my brother&lt;br /&gt;Perfect Guy would: be perfect to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do You?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play an instrument?: im a crap pianist&lt;br /&gt;Watch TV more than 60 hours a week: no haha&lt;br /&gt;Like to sing? YES&lt;br /&gt;Have a job?: YES… NO MORE FLOWERS PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;Have a mobile phone?: yeh I have 2… haha&lt;br /&gt;Like to play sports?: I like to watch sports&lt;br /&gt;Have a boyfriend/girlfriend?: *haii…* no im single&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush on someone?: too old for crushes&lt;br /&gt;Have more than 5 TVs in your house?: nope… I wish haha&lt;br /&gt;Have any special talents/skills?: I have nooooo idea…I screw up a lot in life haha so im not really sure&lt;br /&gt;Excercise daily?: does sleeping and bumming burn calories?&lt;br /&gt;Like school?: I liked it coz of lunch and recess and I could see my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can Ya?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing the alphabet backwards?: yes… is that something I should be proud of?&lt;br /&gt;Stand on your tip toes without wearing shoes?: my toes are too short and stubby… hmm logically that should work yeh?&lt;br /&gt;Speak any other languages?: ok English, canto, mando… I WISH I spoke Korean, Japanese, French and… that’s abt it haha&lt;br /&gt;Go a day without food?: yes, been there done that&lt;br /&gt;Stay up for more than 24 hours?: yep, been there done that too often with law finals and assignments haha&lt;br /&gt;Read music?: im sure I have learnt SOMETHING after all those years of piano haha&lt;br /&gt;Roll your tongue?: yep~ and no, I don’t think I am a good kisser… better ask my ex-bf abt that haha&lt;br /&gt;Eat a whole pizza?: nope…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ever....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snuck out of the house?: hmm nope, why would I when I can just walk out?&lt;br /&gt;Cried to get out of trouble?: like always haah&lt;br /&gt;Gotten lost in your city?: YES HAHAHAHAAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Seen a shooting star?: nope… how abt in movies?&lt;br /&gt;Had a serious surgery?: yeh~~&lt;br /&gt;Stolen something important to someone else?: hahahaha better keep that to myself…&lt;br /&gt;Solved a rubiks cube?: nope, I get pissed off all the time haahah&lt;br /&gt;Gone out in public in your pajamas?: yep, all the time haha&lt;br /&gt;Cried over a girl?: yes haha not in the love way but out of piss-i-ness… haha yeh im jealous of others haha&lt;br /&gt;Cried over a boy?: yes *haii* been there done that&lt;br /&gt;Kissed a random stranger?: no! eiw!&lt;br /&gt;Hugged a random stranger?: yeh did that today haha&lt;br /&gt;Been in a fist fight?: hmm I’v pushed a lot of people I know that hahahaaha&lt;br /&gt;Been arrested?: no&lt;br /&gt;Had alcohol?: huh? Yes yes yes&lt;br /&gt;Laughed and had milk come out of your nose?: did it with coke instead&lt;br /&gt;Swore at your parents?: yes… like im kinda ashamed to admit but yeh I have&lt;br /&gt;Kicked a guy where it hurts?: not kick…&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone?: nah&lt;br /&gt;Made homemade muffins?: yeh haaha&lt;br /&gt;Been to disneyland/disneyworld?: yep~! I wanna go to hk Disney!!&lt;br /&gt;Burped in someones face?: YEP&lt;br /&gt;Gotten the chicken pox?: YEP!! Guess where my chicken pox scar is!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which One?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruit/vegetables: both&lt;br /&gt;Black/white: white coz it’s in right now&lt;br /&gt;Lights on/lights off: on please&lt;br /&gt;TV/movie: tv&lt;br /&gt;Car/truck: car&lt;br /&gt;Body spray/lotion: lotion&lt;br /&gt;Cash/check: cash&lt;br /&gt;Pillows/blankets: both&lt;br /&gt;Headache/stomach ache: none?&lt;br /&gt;Paint/charcoal: paint&lt;br /&gt;Chinese food/mexican food: chinese&lt;br /&gt;Summer/winter: WINTER coz the clothes are nicer then&lt;br /&gt;Snow/rain: RAIN COZ I LOVE HIM… HAHAHAAHAHAHHH… but still, rain over snow&lt;br /&gt;Fog/misty: none&lt;br /&gt;Rock/rap: rock la&lt;br /&gt;meat/vegetarian: im a vego yeh?&lt;br /&gt;Boy/girl: I check chics out more often than I check guys out…&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate/vanilla: choco!&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkles/icing: 100s and 1000s!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cake/pie: cakes&lt;br /&gt;French toast/french fries: French toast&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries/blueberries: both coz blueberries make u pettier&lt;br /&gt;Ocean/swimming pool: I cant swim&lt;br /&gt;Hugs/kisses: hugging and kissing at the same time… haha&lt;br /&gt;cookies/muffins: none coz I used to work at muffin break omg…&lt;br /&gt;Wallet/pocket: wallet&lt;br /&gt;Pink/purple: omg… umm… depends…&lt;br /&gt;Cat/dog: DOG!! I LOVE ALEX HE’S SOOO DAYMN CUTE&lt;br /&gt;Clouds/clear sky: clear blue sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;How many friends do you have?: who would go around counting??&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a best friend?: *haii* nah not really, there are people I can talk to when I need someone… but depending on the situation, I talk to different people… that’s where a bf would come in handy coz then I can tell them everything hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever liked one of your friends?: umm don’t people start off as friends before they go out???? So, logically, everyone ends up liking their friend, RIGHT??&lt;br /&gt;Do you have more guy friends or more girl friends?: more chics I recon but then again, it’s kinda balanced… I don’t know… like I said, who’d go around counting?&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss any of your old friends?: yeh I soo do~&lt;br /&gt;What friend have you known the longest?: heaaaaaaaaaps so I cant list them haha&lt;br /&gt;Do you regret anything youve done to a friend?: yeh heaps of stuff la&lt;br /&gt;How often do you spend time with your friends?: everyday hahahaha the phone!! Is that considered spending time with friends?&lt;br /&gt;Whats the dumbest thing youve done with a friend?: omg we’ve done heaps of stupid things&lt;br /&gt;What do you think your friends think of you?: prolly a loud mouth who gossips?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Have you ever been in love?: yeh haha&lt;br /&gt;If you have, with who?: omg can I not answer this? *yes*&lt;br /&gt;Are you single?: atm, yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there is someone for everyone: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Time You?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brushed your teeth: this morning hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Went to the bathroom: just then in the shower… SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;Saw a movie in theaters: last year literally&lt;br /&gt;Read a book: the whole book? Geisha lor&lt;br /&gt;Had a snow day: in year 6 when we went to the snowy mountains haha&lt;br /&gt;Had a party: don’t have parties often at my place… more like meet ups&lt;br /&gt;Had a slumber party: I’v been to ones but haven’t held one&lt;br /&gt;Made fun of someone: TODAY ahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Tripped in front of someone: umm today at work… nearly stacked it coz of the mess&lt;br /&gt;Went to the food store: like duh, had to buy lunch today didn’t i?&lt;br /&gt;Got sick: fully sick or what?&lt;br /&gt;Cursed: hmmmmm duno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Association&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slippers: clean feet&lt;br /&gt;Hat: hat hair&lt;br /&gt;Free: more money&lt;br /&gt;Space: stars&lt;br /&gt;Taste: savoury&lt;br /&gt;Red: Chinese stuff&lt;br /&gt;Rain: omg arms I’d melt just looking at… hot body omg everything… dancing omg&lt;br /&gt;Bed: omg no you don’t want to know what I had just thought of hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Race: indians&lt;br /&gt;Knife: forks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want: money&lt;br /&gt;need: time&lt;br /&gt;crave: for love&lt;br /&gt;love: someone…&lt;br /&gt;hate: the stupid things I’v done in life&lt;br /&gt;feel: tired&lt;br /&gt;am annoyed by: heaps of things hahaha&lt;br /&gt;will always: do things at the last minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other Silly Questions!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favourite genre of music?: pop haha right now, it’s kpop aha&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now?: 1217AM&lt;br /&gt;What day is it?: wednesday&lt;br /&gt;Whens the last time you called someone?: this evening at like 7pm&lt;br /&gt;How much money do you have right now?: no idea&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the moon?: why would I like the moon? I like someone’s *moon* hahahaah (for those hkies reading this… August 15th?)&lt;br /&gt;What are you going to do when youre done with this?: check up on my infected finger&lt;br /&gt;If you could have any magical power what would it be?: turn back time&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a picnic?: yeh&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing any socks right now?: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do You Think You Are:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny?: in a weird way, yeh?&lt;br /&gt;pretty?: sometimes… ahahaahahahah most of time actually haha&lt;br /&gt;sarcastic?: yeh… caught that of my frineds&lt;br /&gt;lazy?: pfft like duh&lt;br /&gt;hyper?: like what? Like on a high? I don’t think so, but ppls say I am&lt;br /&gt;friendly?: not if im feeling bitchy haha&lt;br /&gt;evil?: yeh im evil, like an evil person would soo say that ahahaha yeh im the first one to&lt;br /&gt;smart?: more like lucky at times&lt;br /&gt;strong?: YEH CHECK OUT MY BICEPS!&lt;br /&gt;talented?: have we answered this or something along this line already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would U Ever?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky dive?: no&lt;br /&gt;Run away?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Curse at a teacher?: been there done that&lt;br /&gt;Not take a shower for a week?: how about a bath?&lt;br /&gt;Ask someone out?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Lie to someone to make them think better of you?: haha yes&lt;br /&gt;Visit a foreign country for more than a month?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Go scuba diving?: no I cant swim&lt;br /&gt;Write a book?: yeh&lt;br /&gt;Become a rockstar?: YES TOTALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Borin Questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever almost died?: nope&lt;br /&gt;What shampoo do you use?: pantene&lt;br /&gt;What kind of computer do you have?: umm no idea who cares, I can go on the net, listen to music, do my work on it, im fine&lt;br /&gt;What year are you in?: 3rd year this year man &gt;&lt;””&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to throw popcorn at people in the movies?: used to… but now I don’t eat in the movies&lt;br /&gt;Or just make out?: nah why pay money to make out? 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