<?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-2971667811458846337</id><updated>2011-11-16T20:57:15.054+08:00</updated><category term='Special Events'/><category term='Frustration'/><category term='makeup'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Journal'/><category term='gym'/><category term='Stress'/><category term='Currently Listening to'/><category term='youtube'/><category term='Opinions'/><category term='POTD'/><category term='High School'/><category term='About me'/><title type='text'>writtenthoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-4781251741840329499</id><published>2011-11-16T20:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T20:57:15.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Globalisation - DONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-agPM65rLgvo/TsOy8BUSN8I/AAAAAAAACds/pF5fV9B24kc/s1600/Photo%2B315.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-agPM65rLgvo/TsOy8BUSN8I/AAAAAAAACds/pF5fV9B24kc/s320/Photo%2B315.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675576699632367554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me without makeup &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and 2 more to go!! Time does pass by quickly, especially in exam times. (phew) I am a little nervous about my 2 upcoming exams next week so I shall start early. I will FORCE myself to study! I think the word "force" is the most appropriate word right now.. since this afternoon I was procrastinating like a bitch. :( &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to gym this morning, but it didn't feel very productive.. because I had pancakes right after, with Jenny, but it was good catching up with her :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a quick update, so that my blog doesn't feel so lonely.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xRuf1Y8av_I/TsOy8FsLgLI/AAAAAAAACdk/fLU8prl7ZMM/s320/Photo%2B310.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675576700806332594" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't underestimate the power of makeup :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-4781251741840329499?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/4781251741840329499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/11/globalisation-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/4781251741840329499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/4781251741840329499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/11/globalisation-done.html' title='Globalisation - DONE'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-agPM65rLgvo/TsOy8BUSN8I/AAAAAAAACds/pF5fV9B24kc/s72-c/Photo%2B315.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-7039880775167295427</id><published>2011-11-04T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T18:00:21.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Keep going</title><content type='html'>Lately things hasn't been going so well.. Hong had an emergency situation so he had to rush back to Malaysia for it. Plans cancelled, but I'm totally okay with that of course. Going to use those times to study too, but WHY... why don't I have the self-discipline to get my head into the practice exam papers, text books and lectures notes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My level of distraction is 9/10. Is it how I was brought up? The way I handle my studies, and lectures were never appealing to me. My first exam is coming in 3 days and the stress is starting to build up fast, panicking. I'm panicking but yet I turn to Facebook, YouTube, my Ipad, twitter, and iphone.. and blogging?! GREAT JOB JAS. WHY AM I HERE... ARGH! AND GYM!! GYM is one of my excuses of not studying. URGH. JASMINE. WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SO LONELAYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Jas, concentrate. MORE EFFORT. MORE EFFORT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reward = Pancake Parlor with Jie on Sunday. LET'S GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;kthxbai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-7039880775167295427?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/7039880775167295427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/11/keep-going.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/7039880775167295427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/7039880775167295427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/11/keep-going.html' title='Keep going'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-3289280342780965909</id><published>2011-11-01T12:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T12:31:20.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Currently Listening to'/><title type='text'>Paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="https://www.youtube.com/v/1G4isv_Fylg?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="https://www.youtube.com/v/1G4isv_Fylg?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="560" height="315" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she was just a girl&lt;br /&gt;She expected the world&lt;br /&gt;But it flew away from her reach so&lt;br /&gt;She ran away in her sleep&lt;br /&gt;and dreamed of&lt;br /&gt;Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise&lt;br /&gt;Every time she closed her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she was just a girl&lt;br /&gt;She expected the world&lt;br /&gt;But it flew away from her reach&lt;br /&gt;and the bullets catch in her teeth&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on, it gets so heavy&lt;br /&gt;The wheel breaks the butterfly&lt;br /&gt;Every tear a waterfall&lt;br /&gt;In the night the stormy night she'll close her eyes&lt;br /&gt;In the night the stormy night away she'd fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dreams of&lt;br /&gt;Para-para-paradise&lt;br /&gt;Para-para-paradise&lt;br /&gt;Para-para-paradise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;She'd dream of&lt;br /&gt;Para-para-paradise&lt;br /&gt;Para-para-paradise&lt;br /&gt;Para-para-paradise&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala--&lt;br /&gt;And so lying underneath those stormy skies&lt;br /&gt;She'd say, "oh, ohohohoh I know the sun must set to rise"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be&lt;br /&gt;Para-para-paradise&lt;br /&gt;Para-para-paradise&lt;br /&gt;Para-para-paradise&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh &lt;br /&gt;This could be&lt;br /&gt;Para-para-paradise&lt;br /&gt;Para-para-paradise&lt;br /&gt;This could be&lt;br /&gt;Para-para-paradise&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU COLDPLAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-3289280342780965909?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/3289280342780965909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/11/paradise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/3289280342780965909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/3289280342780965909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/11/paradise.html' title='Paradise'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-2139315701065749885</id><published>2011-10-31T14:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T12:36:53.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Macroeconomics is super easy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HoPMWCzCoV4/Tq5GS8RNyfI/AAAAAAAACdI/2kQj8_Sp2I8/s1600/Photo%2B275.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HoPMWCzCoV4/Tq5GS8RNyfI/AAAAAAAACdI/2kQj8_Sp2I8/s320/Photo%2B275.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669546272135956978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....I kid.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Macroeconomics exam is coming next Tuesday and I'm feeling a little threatened over the consequences of failing. It's my weakest of the weakest subject and I'm hella scared! I have been putting on a few hours of study onto it, but it just doesn't feel like I have done anything at all. Macro graphs, get in my head already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides dreading of more studying ahead, I have been exercising quite consistently in the gym. I can consider it one of my best achievements, and I'm pretty content about it! I got myself some new fingerless gloves as well for my body pump class, and loving it! Though I haven't reached my target weight yet, but I will keep going until I get it. Probably take awhile though, because fatty foods are always calling for my name. :/ Don't get me wrong though, I have definitely been health conscious :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be mature, stay realistic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't lose track of who you really are, and stop relying on others, because in the end of the day, you only have yourself to depend on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-2139315701065749885?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/2139315701065749885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/10/macroeconomics-is-super-easy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/2139315701065749885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/2139315701065749885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/10/macroeconomics-is-super-easy.html' title='Macroeconomics is super easy!'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HoPMWCzCoV4/Tq5GS8RNyfI/AAAAAAAACdI/2kQj8_Sp2I8/s72-c/Photo%2B275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-2920389737515860421</id><published>2011-10-24T13:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T13:40:32.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Konnichiwa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DXjE1wlcldE/TqT5Rhz0y_I/AAAAAAAACcw/vv0M-mSBVds/s1600/Photo%2B273.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DXjE1wlcldE/TqT5Rhz0y_I/AAAAAAAACcw/vv0M-mSBVds/s320/Photo%2B273.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666928310667758578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese speaking test 2 tomorrow! I usually don't do very well in speaking tests and time goes by too quickly ... Buck up Jas, less than 24 hours to go! がんばってね！&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also... have been playing Words With Friends with 5 people :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-2920389737515860421?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/2920389737515860421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/10/konnichiwa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/2920389737515860421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/2920389737515860421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/10/konnichiwa.html' title='Konnichiwa!'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DXjE1wlcldE/TqT5Rhz0y_I/AAAAAAAACcw/vv0M-mSBVds/s72-c/Photo%2B273.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-3317855327660842987</id><published>2011-10-22T16:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T16:51:33.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Distracted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not feeling very well today. :( Probably from the lunch I had this afternoon.. There's this weird feeling in my stomach that is making me feel sick. I feel bloated and constantly burping.. and it's like wanting to throw up. I hate throwing up.. it's just disgusting. Always refraining from hurling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to study but it's not working. Everytime I pass by my flat mate's room, I'm always seeing her studying. Why can't I be more like her? Why can't I be more studious? I'm so easily distracted by anything and everything. I'm always bringing myself down.. Is there some kind of free therapy somewhere which can change my habits?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So bored this afternoon and Hong's down with a fever and throat infection. Ended up drawing random anime people... there's something about drawing that I like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iL47udF0_AQ/TqKCDw4N86I/AAAAAAAACck/MIn-NrLuaGY/s320/makr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666234282357420962" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another way of procrastinating I guess.. though I'm liking this anime I drew :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Credits to Mark Crilley on YouTube&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-3317855327660842987?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/3317855327660842987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/10/distracted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/3317855327660842987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/3317855327660842987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/10/distracted.html' title='Distracted'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iL47udF0_AQ/TqKCDw4N86I/AAAAAAAACck/MIn-NrLuaGY/s72-c/makr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-4746475083588857266</id><published>2011-10-20T21:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T23:13:34.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gE5gIqk4p9Y/TqAieH2rvWI/AAAAAAAACcM/HWs3-S5fZpM/s1600/Photo%2B335.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gE5gIqk4p9Y/TqAieH2rvWI/AAAAAAAACcM/HWs3-S5fZpM/s320/Photo%2B335.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665566232131911010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it has been so long since I have last blogged! I don't know why the sudden urge, really. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So lately, I have been trying to study as exams are approaching. Somehow, I am getting a sense of urgency earlier than as compared to last semester, which is better because I really need to score better results this semester! Macroeconomics has always been a bitch to me ever since week 1, and I am so hoping to get better than a pass. Trying to be optimistic more often as I was more of a pessimist back in Semester 1, always hoping for just a pass. Hey, I'm just not a study kind of person. See what I did there... PESSIMIST! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I joined fitness first Melbourne recently as I was successfully persuaded by the FF staff. They are pretty pushy! :( Though, I wasn't regretful 'cause hey, now I can go to the gym without having to carry that ugly FF passport voucher that was already peeling off as it seems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was the Nike + Run event, made Hong join me on the 5.5 km jog. It was a quite a struggle in the upward slopes !@*(&amp;amp;#(%  and I felt pretty bad for always holding Hong back, it was unintentional though, but I think he would feel bad for leaving me behind. Well at least it was an improvement! Few more months to a healthier, fitter me :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love gym! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-4746475083588857266?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/4746475083588857266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/10/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/4746475083588857266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/4746475083588857266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/10/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gE5gIqk4p9Y/TqAieH2rvWI/AAAAAAAACcM/HWs3-S5fZpM/s72-c/Photo%2B335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-4825422025222821482</id><published>2011-09-21T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T13:35:39.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darlin' it ain't easy - Zee Avi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;For now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I want to be alone. &lt;b&gt;I want out. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-4825422025222821482?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/4825422025222821482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/09/darlin-it-aint-easy-zee-avi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/4825422025222821482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/4825422025222821482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/09/darlin-it-aint-easy-zee-avi.html' title='Darlin&apos; it ain&apos;t easy - Zee Avi'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-2786088596596318189</id><published>2011-06-23T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T17:23:53.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>想家</title><content type='html'>The moment I finally put my pencil down and leave my examination hall, was supposed to be my happiest moment of this semester, but somehow the feeling wasn't there. For me, I'm always worrying about the time I receive my results that I didn't put enough effort into. Should I blame myself for underestimating University life? Or just myself for being this irresponsible?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Malaysia. Even though I love being in Melbourne and all the freedom I get here. I want to go home to see all my friends and family!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-2786088596596318189?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/2786088596596318189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/2786088596596318189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/2786088596596318189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='想家'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-7504071808972184076</id><published>2011-05-25T23:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T23:52:26.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Kevjumba is a heterosexual bear wrestler</title><content type='html'>Recently (okay maybe since 2 years ago), I have been such a youtube junkie.. Been watching youtubers like Kevjumba, Nigahiga, Jayesslee, Wong fu productions, =3, community channel etc. I highly recommend them, but at your own risk.. cuz their videos are addictive! It's keeping me away from studying! I'll stop procrastinating.. tomorrow! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; yes. I just wanted to say that their sooooooo awesome!! I keep making everyone watch these videos. Well. That's all for now :) see ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, here;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is my current favorite song covered by my favorite twin singers, Jayesslee! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GZMWfUKzl1w" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-7504071808972184076?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/7504071808972184076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/05/kevjumba-is-heterosexual-bear-wrestler.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/7504071808972184076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/7504071808972184076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/05/kevjumba-is-heterosexual-bear-wrestler.html' title='Kevjumba is a heterosexual bear wrestler'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GZMWfUKzl1w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-2239554014366768314</id><published>2011-05-24T22:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:46:05.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Exams on the way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--omqp3Ecf4k/TdvCHpMjTWI/AAAAAAAACcA/W4W7Q1KaueE/s1600/Photo%2B301.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--omqp3Ecf4k/TdvCHpMjTWI/AAAAAAAACcA/W4W7Q1KaueE/s320/Photo%2B301.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610291197393456482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a supposed hectic week, but it wasn't. Exams are coming around, in less than 2 weeks, but the pressure hasn't hit me yet. Not good! University life is such a slacker, I sadly admit. I take Economics and Japanese, and finally I can cross a check point out from my new year's resolution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though I still need a lot of practicing like speaking, listening and writing (that's everything), I'm very happy with where I'm at now! I can finally read japanese letters! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... yeah. I have a Japanese speaking test tomorrow. Wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ジャウミン、がんばってください！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-2239554014366768314?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/2239554014366768314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/05/exams-on-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/2239554014366768314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/2239554014366768314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/05/exams-on-way.html' title='Exams on the way.'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--omqp3Ecf4k/TdvCHpMjTWI/AAAAAAAACcA/W4W7Q1KaueE/s72-c/Photo%2B301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-4450756856941922283</id><published>2011-04-28T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T00:17:14.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>Misery</title><content type='html'>Blogs hasn't been entertaining recently.. It used to be, when I was younger, blogging was very popular among my friends and schoolmates. Now the hype has died down :( &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me, blogs and blogging were the 'facebook' a few years back. The reason my internet was for. Everything changes after awhile. Hmm t'was nostalgic! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told myself to keep blogging at least 4 times a month as a new years resolution, what a joke! :( Time to hit the assignments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be back! (maybe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the mean time... It's easter holidays! :) Yipee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-4450756856941922283?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/4450756856941922283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/04/misery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/4450756856941922283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/4450756856941922283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/04/misery.html' title='Misery'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-4588641874508551604</id><published>2011-03-14T00:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T00:59:30.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-psRrAmvbWqg/TXz3xzRgmLI/AAAAAAAACbw/6KHd3MCMdZM/s1600/_51653991_011507739-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-psRrAmvbWqg/TXz3xzRgmLI/AAAAAAAACbw/6KHd3MCMdZM/s400/_51653991_011507739-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583610072981870770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts and prayers to Japan. What an unfortunate incident, but what the heck, these were never expected anyway. Could just happen to anyone&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have the opportunity, please donate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-4588641874508551604?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/4588641874508551604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/03/tragedy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/4588641874508551604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/4588641874508551604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/03/tragedy.html' title='Tragedy'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-psRrAmvbWqg/TXz3xzRgmLI/AAAAAAAACbw/6KHd3MCMdZM/s72-c/_51653991_011507739-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-2826746303921218370</id><published>2011-02-18T21:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T12:36:22.212+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POTD'/><title type='text'>Touch down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello from down under! So recently I have been just hanging around with Hong and some friends, and also following up with University enrollments. I had lots to do so here is my photo of the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VN4E77tBLxU/TV5zdnFn1FI/AAAAAAAACbo/h3IDy9VHWXI/s400/IMG_0712.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575020341277217874" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PAWNED, SCHOOLED, OWNED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-2826746303921218370?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/2826746303921218370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/02/touch-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/2826746303921218370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/2826746303921218370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/02/touch-down.html' title='Touch down'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VN4E77tBLxU/TV5zdnFn1FI/AAAAAAAACbo/h3IDy9VHWXI/s72-c/IMG_0712.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-1005687463276576459</id><published>2011-02-05T15:11:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:46:24.646+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>My Chinese new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TU0F5Nk0aBI/AAAAAAAACbg/cyAU0Cqtb1o/s1600/Ipoh.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[ About the Holiday posts that I promised myself to blog about, I think I'll just do that when I get back to Melbourne where the internet is lightning fast. Internet here in Malaysia (or maybe my own wifi) is an enormous pain in the butt. It goes on and off all the time, so stay tuned ]&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TUz53paDUGI/AAAAAAAACbY/yWuLR9G6IPo/s320/CNY%2Beve%2Bdinner%2B2007%2B.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570101573553705058" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me, Chinese new year meant going back to Ipoh, having lots of chinese food and chinese cookies, receiving angpaus (red envelopes with $$) from the elderly and married couples, gambling and bonding with family relatives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hated Chinese new year. I never look forward to it. That was a few years back though. Why? I hated the long drives to Ipoh which was about 2 hours or maybe longer. I hated the traditional chinese food, putting a fake smile every time you visit (of course not to everyone), and I hate gambling.. that's because I'm not old enough to gamble according to my parents. My family don't like hosting an 'open-house', we don't even play with fireworks. Chinese new year was so boring! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TU0F5Nk0aBI/AAAAAAAACbg/cyAU0Cqtb1o/s320/Ipoh.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570114794581944338" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;So on the year 2009, I furthered my studies in Australia, where we begin our semester before Chinese new year. I was somehow relieved in a mysterious way. Call me stupid, whatever. I've always thought, Gee, I didn't need to do all that Chinese new year stuff that the chinese people do. In the year of 2010, I forgot to wish my parents Happy Chinese New Year. What a disrespectful kid I was (WAS). I was at camp, and all the overseas student wished each other a Happy Chinese New Year, and I still didn't call my parents. I never thought it was a big deal. Until my dad called me. It hit me real hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All my (chinese) friends in Australia weren't too happy about missing out their Chinese new year with their family, and I am? Getting a call from home made me homesick for awhile. It made me realize that Chinese new year is not about all the angpaus you receive, it's about spending time with your family when you have no chance to. Even my brother who lives in Australia, flew back for Chinese new year. He didn't really like going to Ipoh, but he did anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this year, honestly saying, I did enjoy my Chinese new year. It even felt a little too short. Though I still wasn't very fond of going back to my dad's hometown, Ipoh, but I still liked the fact that our family went together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe because I get to play mahjong and gamble this year. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-1005687463276576459?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/1005687463276576459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-chinese-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/1005687463276576459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/1005687463276576459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-chinese-new-year.html' title='My Chinese new year'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TUz53paDUGI/AAAAAAAACbY/yWuLR9G6IPo/s72-c/CNY%2Beve%2Bdinner%2B2007%2B.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-3990199679038962240</id><published>2011-01-25T22:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:49:22.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>That Word That's Ticking Everyone Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Extracted from a Cosmo magazine&lt;!--?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"There used to be two response options to an invite: &lt;em&gt;Yes&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;No&lt;/em&gt;. But as you've likely noticed while weeding through your Evites and Facebook events, more come with a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; button lately. Suddenly, &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; is the go-to reply. Sounds harmless right? Er, not really. Over-relying on this wishy-washy word can undermine decision-making, fray relationships, and suck the excitement out of events"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TT7ilhgsS7I/AAAAAAAACbE/x61JrlBb9Js/s1600/istockphoto_4159256-yes-no-maybe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 107px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566135323755039666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TT7ilhgsS7I/AAAAAAAACbE/x61JrlBb9Js/s320/istockphoto_4159256-yes-no-maybe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How That Kind of Turns You Into a Jerk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The more you use the M word online, the more comfortable you get using it in person, and that has real-world consequences. The danger: "When you tell someone maybe, they often think you're saying that they're not important enough for you to commit right away. Overtime, it can damage trust." Saying it turns you into a stress case. Having all these choices up in the air can make you really tense. Until you make a firm decision, they loom in your mind and wig you out. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't you encountered many friends who have that kind of habit? I have. Getting "maybe's" as an answer stressed the heck out of me. They just drive you up the wall all the time, almost literally. Don't wait up until the last minute. Once or twice is enough, doing this every single time you are asked just makes us insane. Who would want to worry or constantly ask you again and again for your answer? We'd be better off doing something else more productive. C'mon. Get a grip. You'd just end up not being invited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-3990199679038962240?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/3990199679038962240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/that-word-thats-ticking-everyone-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/3990199679038962240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/3990199679038962240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/that-word-thats-ticking-everyone-off.html' title='That Word That&apos;s Ticking Everyone Off'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TT7ilhgsS7I/AAAAAAAACbE/x61JrlBb9Js/s72-c/istockphoto_4159256-yes-no-maybe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-8886656283524215586</id><published>2011-01-15T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:46:54.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Stalker?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TTB9EwdeThI/AAAAAAAACa8/3mKNXodVWF0/s1600/mail.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TTB9EwdeThI/AAAAAAAACa8/3mKNXodVWF0/s1600/mail.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TTB9EwdeThI/AAAAAAAACa8/3mKNXodVWF0/s320/mail.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562083060484034066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  Hey Hey Pam look what I found in the e-mail! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In case you're lost, this was a LimKokWing Fashion show that I attended, t'was good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On another note, I was supposed to blog about my Thailand trip today but I guess plans has changed and I just don't have the time to. Sometime this week, the next or when I am in Hong Kong, I will get my ass on the chair and blog about it soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-8886656283524215586?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/8886656283524215586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/stalker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/8886656283524215586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/8886656283524215586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/stalker.html' title='Stalker?'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TTB9EwdeThI/AAAAAAAACa8/3mKNXodVWF0/s72-c/mail.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-8791084941593211723</id><published>2011-01-09T16:37:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:56:28.897+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About me'/><title type='text'>Stuffed</title><content type='html'>"&lt;strong&gt;Look at the size of your thighs&lt;/strong&gt;!" Those words really gave me a wake-up call. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TSl7QNBxiGI/AAAAAAAACa0/J3iRl3WO5i8/s1600/weight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560110733270812770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TSl7QNBxiGI/AAAAAAAACa0/J3iRl3WO5i8/s320/weight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently I have encountered many difficult situations. Fitting into my jeans and body-hugging dresses. Okay.. ONE difficult situation. Boy am I dejected or what. As you can see, I was on a vacation in Bangkok, and like any typical teenager out there, you shop for clothes, don't you? Well, there's the problem. I can't seem to fit in nicely into a size M anymore. Some details of my experience may be too private to be written on this page, but everytime I get this, my mind screams " DAMN IT!!! " To my dismay, most of the clothes I chose don't seem to fit when I attempt to squeeze my body into them. One time, I forced myself into this tight dress, I wasted so much time trying to take it off! It's like forcing a small ring into your finger and you can't take it off. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you didn't know, Thailand is also my favourite place to eat. It was also my parents'. How to not eat la? No matter how hard I try, I seem to give away to all the delicious-looking, fragrant food and how can you say no to all the pretty food displays laying outside those restaurant windows? Holy crap I can't!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know looks ( food adverts) can be deceiving, but NOT IN THAILAND. Most restaurants I go to, their food looks exactly as good as the pictures on the menu!! I'd just NOM everything. I was about to officially announce that food is way more attractive than my boyfriend but I take it back, just to be on the safe side.. *rolls eyes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you may think I sound a little whiny and hey, you probably think it's not a big deal, or maybe "You're not fat so shut up!", OR "omg there she goes again talking about the same thing over and over". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't THAT weight-conscious.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....Okay I lied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at the point of being the most dissatisfied, agitated, paranoid girl in Petaling Jaya. (I didn't want to say the universe cuz maybe it's a little exaggerated)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no intentions on this to sound emo, don't get me wrong, and NO I'm not asking for your sympathy. I just want to make this a small reminder to keep myself pumped for exercises and avoid food when I'm not hungry. Simple as that :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-8791084941593211723?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/8791084941593211723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/stuffed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/8791084941593211723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/8791084941593211723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/stuffed.html' title='Stuffed'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TSl7QNBxiGI/AAAAAAAACa0/J3iRl3WO5i8/s72-c/weight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-641184292075783837</id><published>2011-01-05T21:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:47:14.534+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Leaving on a jet plane</title><content type='html'>Nope, I'm not taking a jet plane, I'm taking Malaysia Airlines. Tomorrow, I will be leaving to Bangkok, Thailand! What's there to do in Bangkok? It's a shopping paradise!! *evil laughs* more like splurging paradise. Heard from Waiyean who just got back from Bangkok, that there are sales everywhere right now. Super-duper excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TSR7H4cghLI/AAAAAAAACak/VCePwtdZOPg/s1600/Bangkok_Thailand_MBK_Shopping_Mall.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TSR7H4cghLI/AAAAAAAACak/VCePwtdZOPg/s320/Bangkok_Thailand_MBK_Shopping_Mall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558703215423292594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favorite shopping location.&lt;br /&gt;Here you get cheap goods!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many more places (Paragon is also my favorite) you can visit in the heart of Bangkok, and I think I'm going to be praying there as well. I'm not sure where that temple is but it's next to a shopping mall, which is kinda weird actually. It's what my parents and I do every time we go to Bangkok. It's like a tradition. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;YES YOU CAN BE JEALOUS NAO. *evil laughs again*&lt;br /&gt;I kid.. I kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;No seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Be back on Sunday!&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/2971667811458846337-641184292075783837?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/641184292075783837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/leaving-on-jet-plane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/641184292075783837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/641184292075783837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leaving on a jet plane'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TSR7H4cghLI/AAAAAAAACak/VCePwtdZOPg/s72-c/Bangkok_Thailand_MBK_Shopping_Mall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-7653834713983299158</id><published>2011-01-04T16:06:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T21:34:19.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>You're a hypocrite for saying that you're not a hypocrite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;[ Before you read this, I'd like to say this is just one of my personal opinion. Not referring to anyone nor trying to be offensive =) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TSLMGodkaVI/AAAAAAAACaU/ClyDYWPny_g/s1600/dcr0656l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558229304441334098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 236px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TSLMGodkaVI/AAAAAAAACaU/ClyDYWPny_g/s200/dcr0656l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One thing's that bugging me today. Looking at my Facebook news feed everyday (Yes I love fb and it's part of my daily routine), I come across lots of fancy, witty quotes relating to their subject of interest, whether it is good or bad, it bugs me when people talk about others when they don't realize that they too have those same qualities. OR criticizing someone indirectly about their incapability but really, you're just a loser. But hold on -- who am I to judge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I had an epiphany (long ago actually), that everyone can easily be a hypocrite. I get offended when I was called one last year, but secretly I tell myself to get over it and toughen up -- because it's true. (guilty as charged)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I just labeled someone a hypocrite. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tend to have that habit of observing what's around you before observing yourself. It's like a natural instinct. Haven't you encountered &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt; being ever so hypocritical about things it disgusts you? &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I have.&lt;/span&gt; Maybe that's how you think of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even made sure (want to be 100%) the meaning of hypocrisy so I checked on dictionary.com (lol) Hey it doesn't hurt to do it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Define Hypocrisy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" style="CURSOR: default" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" style="CURSOR: default" name="hotword"&gt;pretense&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;virtuous&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;character,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;moral&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;religious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" style="CURSOR: default" name="hotword"&gt;beliefs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" style="CURSOR: default" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" style="CURSOR: default" name="hotword"&gt;principles,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;etc.,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" style="CURSOR: default" name="hotword"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" style="CURSOR: default" name="hotword"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" style="CURSOR: default" name="hotword"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" style="CURSOR: default" name="hotword"&gt;possess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"  style="CURSOR: default;color:#666666;" name="hotword"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" style="CURSOR: default" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;pretense&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;desirable&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;publicly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;approved&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" style="CURSOR: default" name="hotword"&gt;attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"  style="CURSOR: default;color:transparent;" name="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"  style="CURSOR: default;color:transparent;" name="hotword"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TSLRNC3I5sI/AAAAAAAACac/ub8TRsWcvAk/s1600/palinnadstinence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558234912165258946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TSLRNC3I5sI/AAAAAAAACac/ub8TRsWcvAk/s320/palinnadstinence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Generally, hypocrisy don't just happen in your social life. It happens globally, politically, religiously (Yea like you don't know.. how stupid of me) I did a little bit of research (I googled actually hah), and I even encountered titles like "Christians are hypocrites". So much hatred going on around the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't go too hard on yourself when you realize you're a hypocrite. Happens to everyone =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-7653834713983299158?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/7653834713983299158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/youre-hypocrite-for-saying-that-youre_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/7653834713983299158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/7653834713983299158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/youre-hypocrite-for-saying-that-youre_04.html' title='You&apos;re a hypocrite for saying that you&apos;re not a hypocrite'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TSLMGodkaVI/AAAAAAAACaU/ClyDYWPny_g/s72-c/dcr0656l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-2867603911618474049</id><published>2011-01-02T16:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:47:38.163+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>We ended 2010 with an annual countdown, where hot spots like malls were filled with enthusiastic Malaysians waiting anxiously for the clock to strike 12, and for the fireworks, of course. Although the post celebration was not a very happy ending (traffic jam), everyone still seemed hyped up about the fact that it is a brand new year, posting up their wishes and their excitement on Facebook. You'd expect that. Anyway, I want to thank my friends for their new year wishes and may all of you have a great start in 2011! I hope to follow my new years resolutions and complete them efficiently. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone realized that they are a year older already? If you don't count Chinese new year or your Birthday, I mean. I am rather in denial because I love the number 18, and my birthday is on the October so it doesn't count! I'm still 18! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my first day of 2011 with my mother and big sister, dolling ourselves up and getting ready for the wedding. My cousin Jerry Lo got married. Ah, I feel a little older already! My Chinese relatives were quite repetitive, always asking my parents, "When is CM getting married? Do invite me if she is getting married!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well HERE'S MY ANSWER: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;我不知道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I'm still young okay. Was it the make up that made me look a tad bit old? It better not! &amp;amp; quit asking about my love life! You have already asked that question a million times before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay here is when the narcissism comes in. Close your eyes if you can't stand them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a red dress on the same day the wedding dinner was held, and it's cheap and I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TSBFCDC4TPI/AAAAAAAACZ4/cSUfq8K4heM/s1600/IMG_0136.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TSBFCDC4TPI/AAAAAAAACZ4/cSUfq8K4heM/s320/IMG_0136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557517841654631666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TSBFCdt3hoI/AAAAAAAACaA/jDb06XxyE64/s1600/IMG_0132.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TSBFCdt3hoI/AAAAAAAACaA/jDb06XxyE64/s320/IMG_0132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557517848814257794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      Okay okay enough!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Happy New Year guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-2867603911618474049?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/2867603911618474049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/2867603911618474049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/2867603911618474049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TSBFCDC4TPI/AAAAAAAACZ4/cSUfq8K4heM/s72-c/IMG_0136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-6144447007096927488</id><published>2010-12-28T17:30:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:51:33.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>My new years resolution</title><content type='html'>Just a few days left and we're facing a brand new year, and what is it that most of us do?&lt;br /&gt;Make a new years resolution, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always the top of my list to make. Although ironically, I don't complete most of them. One of the most frequent to-do on my resolution was&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Losing Weight&lt;/span&gt;. Most of us girls have that on their list right? It's such an ignored task!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since it's 2011, and I'm entering a whole new year which includes University life, moving into a new apartment in Melbourne and grasping total freedom. That's like a whole new lifestyle waiting for me! I'm extremely excited and am determined to lose those unwanted pounds in my body - PERIOD. Eat healthy, not less. (hey don't look at me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; new years resolution - Losing those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;lard &lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I want to make sure, is to not FAIL my courses. Well, I'm probably taking economics (If I get my offer letter, which I PRAY TO GOD PLEASE DO). Some of my friends have been talking about the same thing, Economics is hard. Over the top difficult. Isn't that why it's a marked-up subject in VCE? Holy crap. I hope I'm not blindly walking into a death trap. I guess most of you know I &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;s&gt;suck&lt;/s&gt; am only academically average. WELL. Here's a fact about me. I HATE BOOKS. Screw you bookworms, you guys have NO LIFE.....                I kid. Heck, I actually admire those nerds. Nah I'm kidding you're not a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;third&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; new years resolution - Get studious/Read books, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;YOU DUMBASS. Ugh, sorry I'm such a loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, recently I have been talking to a friend of mine, who is a few years older and currently in her 2nd year in Melbourne University. She's really independent and her grades are terrific. Well that's not the point. She told me that she's learning a second language in Uni - Mandarin. That hit me, I've always wanted to learn Japanese. YES! FINALLY! This is my chance to learn Japanese and that will be in 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fourth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; new years resolution - Learn JAPANESE! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;OHAIYO!! (first word that came up in my mind in Japanese wtf)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I want to keep my apartment clean. Maybe make my housemate Rosaline do all that stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that will be my new years resolution because according to my parents, if I don't keep my apartment clean, I'm dead. As dead as meat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-6144447007096927488?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/6144447007096927488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-new-years-resolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/6144447007096927488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/6144447007096927488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-new-years-resolution.html' title='My new years resolution'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-5238551230249619425</id><published>2010-12-20T14:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:44:33.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frustration'/><title type='text'>Vindicated</title><content type='html'>It's really depressing when you find out someone you like, has interest on someone else.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's also depressing when you find out that the person you like doesn't like you back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happens to a lot of us, really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though I'm in a relationship for a long time, I can't say I'm some love expert and I'm not the one who you should go to when it comes to relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I can't even handle myself, and it sucks to know. Not everyone's as strong as you, and definitely not everyone can handle a broken heart. So you can't just tell someone who has just lost their loved one to GET OVER IT. It takes lots of time.. and those who has, I respect you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-5238551230249619425?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/5238551230249619425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2010/12/vindicated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/5238551230249619425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/5238551230249619425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2010/12/vindicated.html' title='Vindicated'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-8777507218105803842</id><published>2010-11-29T14:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:43:01.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frustration'/><title type='text'>Rocketeer</title><content type='html'>It doesn't matter how perfect you are, there is always something that your friend does not like about you, and that you were talked about behind your back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, she told her friends about your bad habits. She shouldn't have.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought about your own actions, you hypocrite?&lt;br /&gt;You deserve to be angry at her, but she also deserves to be angry at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or alternatively,&lt;br /&gt;just accept the fact that everyone talks about everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that it's very normal, but just control yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-8777507218105803842?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/8777507218105803842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2010/11/rocketeer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/8777507218105803842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/8777507218105803842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2010/11/rocketeer.html' title='Rocketeer'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-1970781603100624922</id><published>2010-11-23T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T21:40:11.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>Clap your hands</title><content type='html'>Are you really that emo or are you just another attention seeker?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-1970781603100624922?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/1970781603100624922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2010/11/clap-your-hands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/1970781603100624922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/1970781603100624922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2010/11/clap-your-hands.html' title='Clap your hands'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971667811458846337.post-8106218186747616112</id><published>2010-11-11T21:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:45:30.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>As We Go On</title><content type='html'>Today I left the boarding house and here I am in my brother's apartment. I'm not in my boarding room anymore. I miss my bed, my desk, my closet, my window. Most of all, I miss the people around me. Jie and Rosaline. I will miss the late night chats and gossips with them both. I love the presence of friends being around all the time. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss playing pool and table-tennis in the games room. I miss the boys, the nice chat in the dining room. Bacon and eggs, baked beans, cereal and toasts for breakfast. Prep time, leave cards and my tutor - Jacq. She was there when i needed a hug, when my friend passed away, when I'm sick, when I just want to talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the girls watching neighbours every weekday at 6.30pm. I miss wearing my winter uniform, the day-schoolers, the library, the tuck shop. Even Ms. Petrie and Ms. Brotherton. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memories of Caulfield Grammar School will remain forever. I promise myself that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971667811458846337-8106218186747616112?l=chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/feeds/8106218186747616112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2010/11/as-we-go-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/8106218186747616112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971667811458846337/posts/default/8106218186747616112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesandecstasies.blogspot.com/2010/11/as-we-go-on.html' title='As We Go On'/><author><name>Jasmine Hu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742629891543912566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQlFvtRez7E/TRny7SApWRI/AAAAAAAACZY/2qR8l_4zJB8/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
